Feeling the existence of the woman beside him, Wufeng's mood became particularly comfortable and full of expectations. What should I do tonight? What will happen? Maybe the dream should be fulfilled. Wufeng, who was lying on the bed, pretending to be asleep, felt eager to try. Sooner or later, what should be mine, and he would never give up tonight. Wufeng tried his best to control his mood.

Time passed so slowly. I quietly opened my eyes several times, but found that the sky was still not completely dark. The two women also brought hot water to gently wipe the wine stains on his face, making Wufeng's plan to pretend to be asleep more difficult. However, for the final goal, Wufeng still gritted his teeth, overcome all difficulties, and looked like he was sleeping like death.

Fortunately, the two girls didn't know the situation of the man after he got drunk, so they just tried their best to cover him with a quilt and wipe his face to make him fall asleep more comfortable.

As time passed, the sky finally darkened slowly, and fish candles were lit in the study. While Qin Shuangying was taking care of Wufeng, she also carefully browsed Wufeng's study. Although it was only a few days, Wufeng obviously cared about this study and was well arranged. Not only were all kinds of books distributed neatly in the main room of the outer room, it was obvious at a glance that some of these were carried by Wufeng everywhere, and some were purchased after they arrived at the imperial capital. There was also a small bookshelves next to the bed in the inner room, with several books casually placed on it.

Qin Shuangying picked up a book and flipped it out. In her impression, the man who couldn't wake up be a heroic and passionate man. What she usually read was probably some books about civil and military affairs and emperors and generals. However, what surprised her was a fresh collection of poems - "Flying Birds". While she sighed, she couldn't help but feel a little more favorable to the man around her.

However, the other two books were not as expected. One of the thick and large works was naturally "Records of the Grand Historian", and the other was "Travels of the Central Continent" written by Rodney King, a native of the Western Continent.

Full of an indescribable mood, the girl opened the collection of poems, and the poems at the beginning made the girl's heart tremble: "The birds in summer flew to my window to sing and flew away again. The yellow leaves in autumn have nothing to sing, they just sighed and flew there. The world took off its vast mask to its lover. It became smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss. It was the tear point of the earth that kept her smile youthful."

This "Flying Birds Collection" is not a work by the Tang He people. The poems of the Tang He people pay attention to the format and rhythm, which makes them catchy and fragrant when read. This collection of poems is from Tagore, a famous bard from the southern part of the Central Continent. His long-term travel has given him extremely profound knowledge and extraordinary wisdom. His poems are fresh and simple, just like a clear spring flowing in a dull environment, refreshing.

Maybe she has a bit of blood from the mainland, and Qin Shuangying is particularly fond of Tagore's poems, even surpassing her own nation's seven-character and five-character regulated verses. Her collections of poems such as "Flying Birds", "Yuan Ding Collection", "New Moon Collection", "Youth Collection", and "Sutra Thought Collection" were deeply loved by her, especially this "Flying Bird Collection" made her love.

As she gently stroked the collection of poems in her hand, Qin Shuangying couldn't help but turn them over and take a closer look. This collection of poems with extremely exquisite binding was obviously not a product of the nameless bookstore. A beautiful and conspicuous three-stroke logo on the cover proved her opinion. This is the product of Sanwei Bookstore, the most famous Sanwei Bookstore in the empire. The three pens of different lengths in the mark represent the three original founders of Sanwei Bookstore.

Wu was puzzled and secretly opened his eyes. He had no sound for a long time, but when he saw Qin Shuangying holding the gift given to him by the Empire Literary Exchange Association, which is the exquisite version of the book "Flying Birds", Wufeng realized that this girl actually liked poetry and was Tagore's poem. When she gave this collection of poems in her hand as a gift from someone else, Wufeng did not get into the eyes at the beginning, but he also knew that this book, which looked very exquisite, must be valuable. Although it was not as good as those rare treasures, as a literary group, he should be satisfied with it.

This is really just right. I originally wanted to relieve my mood while sleeping. When I put it there, it actually had such a good effect. While Wufeng was secretly happy, he also decided to go back to the unknown literary exchange association when the right time was right.

Looking at the quiet appearance of the girl who was studying under the lamp, Wufeng even began to doubt his goal for a moment. Isn’t this leisurely and harmonious happy life what he pursued? Or is it that he has a subconscious mind that desires conquest and fight in his bones? At this moment, he was also a little confused and confused. He might have had the idea of ​​a peaceful and peaceful life, but his inner passion and blood were boiling and galloping around the world always entangled in his heart. Perhaps if he did not achieve this goal, he would not be at peace in his heart in his life.

The candle's lamp burst out gently, but it did not affect the girl's interest in reading at all. Her mind was completely devoted to it, and she carefully savored and experienced the connotation and rhyme contained in the poem. The room was extremely quiet. Wufeng also opened his eyes and looked directly at the roof. He knew that he was wandering in Taixu at first glance.

"Ah, you're awake." The inadvertent discovery made the girl scream and let out a cry, and then Wufeng remembered her plan to break flowers. She quickly squeezed out a touch of discomfort and pretended to be in a headache. The girl who knew nothing about the conspiracy quickly brought tea from the desk for Wufeng to drink, and asked Wufeng with concern: "Do you feel better?"

The refreshing fragrance of the girl's virginity swayed as her body fell down, making Wufeng, who was lying in the quilt, feel how pale the world would be. Fortunately, there was such a woman to take care of her, otherwise it would be difficult for me to survive this difficult period in the imperial capital.

Fakely feeling uncomfortable, Wufeng frowned, and supported his body with his arms. While shaking his head, his eyes had already fallen on the white jade-like neck of the girl who took off her outer cover. Following her eyes, she was a pair of high and straight pink hills. Unfortunately, she was covered with tightly with her close-fitting jacket. Wufeng could only sigh and swallow a mouthful of saliva. But I believe that if he stayed for a while, he would be able to hold it in his hand.

After drinking the tea, Wufeng still looked confused and drunk, and his body was shaking. When Qin Shuangying saw it, he quickly stretched out his hands to put his wide back and let him lie down slowly. Wufeng was waiting for this moment. While Qin Shuangying hugged his back and slid down, his thick arms naturally hugged Qin Shuangying on the bed.

With a little force, Qin Shuangying even had no time to react, her body was off the ground and was held firmly by Wufeng, and her heads were tightly attached. Seeing the face in front of her, she looked refreshed and full of energy, but she was still drunk and hazy. Only then did Qin Shuangying realize that she had been fooled, but the matter in the future could no longer be transferred.

Before she could spit out the coquettish voice, she was blocked in Wufeng's hot mouth. For a moment, Qin Shuangying's mind suddenly turned white and no thoughts existed. She had never experienced love affairs and was sucked by Wufeng's deep kiss, as if all her thoughts were sucked clean. Wufeng came to practice and dragged Qin Shuangying, who was stiff all over her body into the self-sufficient and warm quilt, seized the opportunity while Qin Shuangying was still intoxicated by her passionate kiss, and stripped Qin Shuangying's jacket, underwear, and cotton pants were left. There was only her close-fitting bellyband and small underwear. The two hot bodies finally dissolved into one.

Until Wufeng's strong and infinite heat-filled tiger body hugged her firmly, Qin Shuangying knew that today she might not be able to escape the most important journey in her life. The pleading words were soon forgotten under Wufeng's fanatical offensive. The two drunken lips that attracted each other were like universal glue, and only the other's heavy breathing could be heard. A pair of big hands quickly pulled off the bellyband that was a little intrusive, and the pair of trembling * finally fell into Wufeng's hands as they wished.

While sighing, he couldn't tell that Qin Shuangying, who was wrapped tightly, had such a pair of strong and plump breasts. The taste that no one had ever tasted before made Wufeng deeply understand what the true meaning of softness and hardness was. He couldn't put it down and massaged the girl's pair of Fengqiu. Qin Shuangying, who had experienced such a scene, quickly started moaning, but she could only moan without hesitation, but also showed that the real war began.

Intoxicated by Wufeng's deliberate teasing, Qin Shuangying had completely lost herself, just like a dead leaf thrown into a raging fire. She just wanted to burn herself to the fullest. Since she had made up her mind to support her, why bother to act arrogantly? Qin Shuangying, who has some ethnic ancestry in the Central Mainland, thought so.

The underwear was finally taken off, and facing his lover's high fighting spirit, even Qin Shuangying, who was mentally prepared, could not help but feel scared.
Chapter completed!