ruffian young lady

The severe winter has passed and the new spring has come, even though the weather is still freezing and the spring is cold, but everything in the world is full of vigor and vitality, and the spring flowers are blooming, full of joy.

In the early morning, the servants of the Han family got up and walked around, waiting for the master to get up, wash and dress, the sound of chickens and birds singing gradually boiled away, and only the room was quiet and peaceful.

A dead body lay on the bed.

The body twitched suddenly, the fingers moved, and the hair on the pillow was disheveled and opened a pair of blank eyes.

Ji Zhishu looked around sleepily, groaned a few times, seemed to remember where he was, raised his hand to wipe off the body fluid from the corner of his mouth, turned over with difficulty, stretched all over his body, and patted his hand to the side. Touching the person next to the pillow, I fell asleep in a sense of relief and confusion.

The ambitions on New Year's Eve were so ruthlessly reduced to ashes, and the tears of hopeless sadness drifted away.

In the past few days, he has never left the room for half a step, and only walks between the bed and the bathroom. The two of them are at the age of blood, and they are also in the newlywed period of love. The life of indulgence and corruption in the bed is both joyful and joyful──"Pain" is the book of seasons His little brother and the little chrysanthemum behind him "quickly" ran away from home with tears in their eyes.

What was even more embarrassing was that his legs were weak and his whole body was sore from being dried, and Ji Xiaosi had to drag his frail body desperately to get up and straighten the wet mattress that was stained with two people's semen and lotion.

Not to mention whether the person staying overnight in Han Shangyu's dormitory these days is Ji Zhishu or the fake Second Young Mistress. Although he has a thick skin, it is a matter of a man's face and privacy. The smell of the room is obvious, not to mention the quilt that is stained with caked and cloudy semen.

So every time after being tossed and tossed, Ji Zhishu tidied the bed and other places he had loved in disgust, staring with hatred at the delicate young master who was lazily leaning on the soft couch in front of the window and watching him clean up hard.

The corners of the man's eyes and brows were filled with the look of being satiated, but he looked back at the look of a young daughter-in-law who was bullied and ravaged. He could only sigh helplessly and sadly with two lines of tears that God was really unfair.

Hearing the door being opened, and then the sound of a weak conversation, he vaguely felt someone coming into the room and walking towards the bed. Ji Zhishu, who was already slightly awake, moved his eyelids, and before he opened them, a tape was stuck between his slightly red and swollen lips. Touching her cold and tender thin lips, they rubbed against each other lightly.

"Well... I haven't brushed my teeth yet..." The voice was dry and hoarse, with a thick and sleepy voice. He twitched his nose and smelled the familiar fragrance. He knew it was Han Shangyu. Ji Zhishu pushed him away, and finally opened his eyes full of gum eyes, and yawned.

"Didn't you see the saliva on my face?" Ji Zhishu rubbed his eyelids and sat up, coughing a few times, took the warm tea handed over by Han Shangyu, took a few sips to moisten his throat, "Thank you."

Blinking a few times, the focus was concentrated, looking at the more handsome and radiant Han Shangyu in front of him, Ji Zhishu enviously twitched the corners of his mouth, and tried to dissuade him: "Listen to me, this kind of indulgent life is not good. We want to be good young people who are sunny and motivated, and it’s good to fall down a few times once in a while. You have to understand that these days have gone too far. If this continues, both of us will die of kidney failure, and our brother will also be impotent. How shameful Illness... don't! Put your hands down quickly, the Chinese New Year is happy, why bother..."

Han Shangyu squinted at him from the corner of his eyes slightly, Ji Zhishu grunted a few times, then stared at him stupidly with slightly swollen eyes, laughed dryly, and quickly shifted his attention and asked, "What time is it?"

"At three o'clock." After pulling up and fastening the brocade mantle, Han Shangyu got up, twisted a wet towel and sat back on the bed, gently wiped his face, and then stretched out his hand to comb his hair. After a few strokes, it was clean and delicate His tired face appeared in front of his eyes.

The red candle on the table was extinguished, and a few rays of morning light penetrated the window paper. Although the stove was still burning in a corner of the dark room, it was the coldest when the sky was about to dawn, and Ji Zhishu, who was only wearing a thin coat, shivered. Calculating the time in my mind, I narrowed my eyes sleepily and nodded.

"Oh, it's still early, I won't have breakfast, you can call me after lunch, I was exhausted last night..." Rubbing my back, I leaned back resolutely, and decided to crawl back into the warm blanket and continue Quite dead.

It's a pity that the instigator who caused him to be disabled didn't intend to fulfill his wish. He stretched out his long arms nimbly, pulled Ji Zhishu's skirt and sat back, patted the tender flesh on his cheeks twice, and said softly: "Don't Sleep, get up, freshen up and get dressed, we will go out later."

Han Shangyu picked up a white jade pendant tied with brocade silk at the corner of the bed, and put it on his neck. After Ji Zhishu accepted it, he took it off because he was uncomfortable sleeping on his chest, and put it in a precious place. At the bedside, he always wears it with him.

"Going out? Where are you going?"

Before he finished speaking, he forcibly carried him away from the bed, ignored Ji Zhishu who was screaming and got out of bed with the quilt desperately, and let him step on the blanket with bare feet.

"Hmm! It's cold..." His thighs were open all night, Ji Zhishu's feet softened, and he hurriedly stood firm, then firmly hugged the quilt, turned around and climbed back on the bed, waving his hands behind his back without looking at him, and said: "If it is If I don’t have servants to accompany me for business dinners, then I won’t go, I’m still on annual leave, even if my daily salary is doubled, I won’t do it, you see who is on duty today, I’ll find someone to go, my back hurts…”

"Be obedient. Put your clothes on the stage and change them quickly. As for the hair and makeup, you don't need to comb carefully." Han Shangyu ignored his nonsense and acted decisively. He slapped his round buttocks directly with his big palm, which was crisp and loud, by the way Squeezing it, flexing the middle finger, poking through the panties into the buttocks and poking it precisely towards the rear court.

A series of wolf claw harassment was done neatly and instantly.

"Ah──!"

Ji Zhishu yelled like killing a pig and jumped up, his tired and kidney-deficient complexion suddenly became rosy and healthy, his body recovered from his back pain, and he was full of vitality. Dare to play, his hands and feet quickly follow the orders of the evil wolf man beside him.

The so-called rejuvenation of the wonderful hand refers to the cure of disease, and it will work with one touch.

Han Shangyu smirked happily behind him.

A moment later, the second young lady, who covered her face with a fox fur and even fur fox hat on her head, lowered her head shyly and walked out of Yuxuan Courtyard beside her husband-in-law. A pair of big cloaks and hair colors, love like glue, hand in hand set foot on the winding corridor, passed by the pavilions in the garden of Fuzhong, and came to the solemn red sandalwood gate of the Han residence together.

After descending the stone steps, a carriage and several horses prepared by Han Shangyu's servants were prepared in front of Han's house, and he brought four attendants who were always there to protect him when he went out of the city, and a "personal servant" who had already sat in the carriage and waited for his master. ", the couple boarded the carriage and set off towards the outskirts of the city.

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