Shocked, absolutely shocked, Tang Que's steps became lighter and lighter. His index finger gently pointed a small hole in the bamboo paper on the carved wooden window. The yellow rosewood couch was in full swing on the couch. The green and pink brocade quilts were tangled together. Two pink and plump white light bodies were tangled together, and long and gentle moans were flowing out of the mouth of the poisonous widow below.

Although Tang Que was mentally prepared when he saw this scene, when he saw the true face exposed by the man above inadvertently turning his head, he felt a little strange and awkward, "Sister Lan!".

The closed doors and windows made the light in the house a little hazy, and the hazy light made the white skin on Lan Jie'er and his two bodies light. Even outside the window, Tang Que still vaguely smelled a strong scent of surfing.

Perhaps it was because the posture of "grinding the mirror" was too tiring. Not long after Tang Que opened the window paper, Sister Lan on it turned sideways and turned inside, exposing the poisonous widow's whole body and her plump and smooth upper body to Tang Que's eyes.

This poisonous widow has a good figure!

Lan Jie'er is plump and fair and tender skin, which is a typical Tang Dynasty beauty. However, the strength of the poisonous widow lies in her figure. Her whole body is very proportional, with high waist and long legs, especially those long legs. The whole leg shape from between the thighs and the ankles is smooth and exquisite, straight without any fat. Such a leg shape is coupled with her face that has long been famous for her beauty... temptation, naked temptation!

When Lan Jie'er, who was trembling and enlarged with breasts and was completely exposed, reached out to take out a light yellow "Mr. Kou" from behind and leaned into the crotch of the poisonous widow, Tang Que could no longer see. He gently stepped back and left the window, trying to let the breath that was holding in his chest be released in a long and silent manner, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

"Well... use your strength...ah...a little faster... Lancao, are you still thinking about Tang Cheng?" This sentence left Tang Que behind. The poisonous widow who was unable to enjoy the fun was full of anger when she spoke, "Don't forget your identity. People in this dynasty are divided into three levels of official positions, good and bad. Once they become lowly, they will be underestimated even if they are out of the family. Unless they are bachelors who cannot marry their wife, who would be destined to be teased, Humph! Look at Tang Cheng carefully, he is someone who can't even get his wife? Do you think his good family is willing to be pointed at by someone in the future? Even if he wants, the Tang Zhang couple will agree."

"Stop talking... stop talking..." After that, there was a sob. Sister Lan must have buried her head on the thick quilt, which made her sob even more depressed because of her low voice.

"Silly girl, I told you that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is a joke. How many women can live in a woman's life in ancient times? How many women can be satisfied with marriage?" After dissipating the spring qing in the words, there is endless loneliness and sadness in the faint sound of the poisonous widow. "Tang Cheng is good, handsome, good-looking, filial, gentle and polite, not like a farmer at all, and he is a skilled person who knows how to read and write poetry and do accounts. It is not surprising that such a person is fascinated by you. But because of his goodness, he is far away from you. The better he is, the farther away from you. Orchid, people, be cherishing blessings and knowing their fate. If you really like him, look more and I will no longer restrict you. Look more and leave more thoughts for the future. In the past two months, you will think that you are dreaming. After the account is finished, he will leave, and the dream will be awake."

As the desolate words of the poisonous widow, Lan Jie'er's sob became louder and louder, and in the end it turned into a loud cry. The crying contained endless helplessness and despair, which made Tang Que, who was listening outside, feel uncomfortable.

The girl's crying when she burst into dreams was enough to make the iron man's heart-warming, not to mention the poisonous widow who was both sad. After a moment of silence, she had a slight tremor in her persuasion. "Silly girl! This is the world. You don't like bad men, but good men are prepared for others. If your life is even worse, you can't even keep a bad man." When she said this, the poisonous widow finally couldn't help crying, "If a good man doesn't reach, it's not enough. If a bad man can't hold it, it's not enough. If you can't hold it, you don't want it. We two women are just the slut in the crotch. Isn't it just that slut in the crotch? We have it even if we don't have a man!"

Such fierce words were said from a woman's mouth, which really made Tang Que feel ashamed, but after a moment, a deep feeling of sorrow came from his heart. The poisonous widow's words were ridiculous at first, but they really couldn't think deeply, because the things behind the words were too bitter and too astringent.

"I don't want this... What I want is Tang Cheng. I like to see him. I like to see him laugh. I see him recite poems and do accounts. I like the sore feeling when I miss him after he left. But when I think of him coming again, I am happy and have the energy to do anything..." Lan Jie'er's words were almost like a foolish dream, but as she spoke, her tone suddenly became excited, "Madam, are you happy about him too? Then you marry him and take me as a maid. I don't want a name. As long as I can see him, I will be willing to be a maid for the rest of my life."

The words of Lan Cao'er burst out in extreme despair not only shocked the poisonous widow, but Tang Que outside was also unable to escape.

After twists and turns, this matter is getting weirder and more lively!

"Lancao, why are you crazy?"

For Sister Lan, this is the last life-saving straw. With her current mentality, how could she give up easily? The harsh shout of the poisonous widow did not block her mouth at all, "I am a girl, but I am not stupid! Since Tang Cheng came, you have smiled more than a year in a day. He didn't come yesterday afternoon, who broke three tea cups in a row? Just now, when I was on you, who was the name you called in your mouth?"

"Bold slut, stop talking!" The poisonous widow was already angry and embarrassed.

"I just said, "Who sat on Tang Cheng's stool in the study last night, and who was still talking in his mouth, 'Jinfeng Yulu meets, it's countless people in the world', Madam, Tang Cheng is so good, you are also happy about him, right? You are also unwilling to give up..." Lancao's speech was interrupted by a loud slap. Hearing this, Tang Que, who was mixed in his heart, could no longer listen, and turned around and walked out of the second yard.

After standing outside the yard for a long time, Tang Que let out the door and then pushed the door and went in again. The "creaking" sound of the door pushed the door broke the silence of the summer afternoon in the courtyard.

After waiting for nearly a stick of incense in the study, she saw Sister Lan bringing in a basin of well water. However, unlike in the past, she always lowered her head and deliberately refused to let Tang Que look at her face.

"Sister Lan, why? You don't want to help me wipe the water mark?" Tang Que and other silent sister Lan turned to her side, reached out to her jaw and raised her head that had been hanging down. There were indeed five red finger marks on her tender and white face, "What's wrong?"

Since we met, although we have spent a lot of time together these days, Tang Que has never acted so intimately, and has never been so warm when he speaks, which makes Sister Lan stunned for a while. It took a long time before she reacted, "I... I did something wrong just now, my wife punished me." She whispered in a low voice, and her big round hairy eyes were filled with mist and tears.

"Silly girl!" This voice sounded as gentle as the spring breeze to Sister Lan. The next moment, Tang Que, who was still naked, reached out to hug her into his arms. Tang Que felt that he wanted to say something and should say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just hugged the woman tightly, stroked her black hair with his hands, and murmured softly: "Silly girl, you are such a silly girl..."

Feeling the real embrace and listening to Tang Que's murmur, Sister Lan, who couldn't believe, was stunned for a moment and her whole body froze. Then she woke up and let her whole plump and slippery body slowly soften until she was paralyzed into a ball of mud hanging on the man's body. Her lips seemed to be about to say something, but she didn't say it after all, but the tears rolled in her eyes like beans with scattered threads.
Chapter completed!