Luo Qingzhou said with a straight face: "Come up." "Oh..."

Xiaodie glanced at the window, blushed and walked to the bed, took off her shoes, climbed up, and lay down in it. Her little face was hot and she begged: "Master, Sister Xia Chan is here, don't... ah

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Yachan stood in front of the window, clenching the sword in her hand.

"Sir, don't..."

"Sir, be gentle, it hurts..."

Xia Chan froze in front of the window for a while, then slowly turned her head and looked over.

Luo Qingzhou knelt on the bed and was squeezing Xiaodie's shoulders. He seemed to know that she was watching, so he turned his head to meet her eyes and said, "Chanchan, do you want to come over and lie down, and let me squeeze you too?"

My uncle's technique is very exquisite."

Xia Chan ignored him and looked out the window again.

The sunset gradually sets in the west.

Soon, it fell into the green mountains in the distance.

Night fell, and the entire river fell into darkness.

But soon, a bright moon rose into the sky.

The bright moonlight fell down, and the river water sparkled.

The cruise ship has left the shore and is traveling along the river.

The lobby on the first floor started to become lively.

The scholars gathered there, chatting eloquently.

On the stage, artists invited from the brothels in Kyoto were dancing gracefully and gracefully, and waves of melodious music floated in the hall.

in the room.

Xiaodie, who was squeezed so comfortably by Luo Qingzhou, fell asleep from exhaustion at some point.

The little girl was almost exhausted from the bumpy carriage ride for five consecutive days.

Xia Chan still held the sword and stood motionless in front of the window.

The white moonlight spilled in from the window. Her pretty face was still as cold as ice, but there was a touch of softness between her eyebrows.

Luo Qingzhou got off the bed, put on his shoes, walked behind her silently, stood quietly for a while, then stretched out his arms and gently hugged her slender waist from behind.

Dou Chan shook his body and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

Luo Qingzhou pressed his whole body against her back, buried his cheek in her silky hair, and smelled her charming hair fragrance.

Xia Chan's body was stiff, and the sword in her hand was shaking slightly.

Luo Qingzhou said in a low voice: "She thinks that even if you kill my uncle with your sword, I still have to say one thing to you, you... smell so good."

Xia Chan's hand holding the sword hilt trembled, and she whispered: "Loose... let go..."

Luo Qingzhou didn't let go, but hugged him tighter.

Suddenly, he picked her up, walked over, put her on the bed, and lay down with Xiaodie.

Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and lay there, looking at him with her eyes wide open, her pretty face burning hot, and she said calmly: "Don't..."

"What else?"

Luo Qingzhou asked, then suddenly turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

Then he closed the door and left quickly.

Xia Chan lay there quietly, looking at the door blankly, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Squeak..."

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open

A head suddenly poked its head in from the outside in a sinister manner. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the bed and then at other places on the floor.

Immediately, another head poked in from under the first head and looked at the bed and other places in the room.

"Madam, it seems that there are only Chanchan and Xiaodie on the bed. My uncle didn't sneak in." "I saw it."

"Do you want to wake them up?"

"Let them sleep. Once they have slept enough, they won't have to sleep together at night." "Madam is wise." "Haha."

"Come on, there are girls from a brothel dancing in the lobby on the first floor. It's so lively. Do we want to go and have a look?"

"I won't go! A group of rouged and vulgar girls are swaying their butts and squinting to wink at you. It's disgusting to look at them. What's so good about them?"

"Go, but my uncle must have gone."

Song Ruyue's expression suddenly changed, she stood up straight in a hurry and said: "Let's go! Go and have a look!"

After saying that, he hurried out immediately

Bai Ling suppressed laughter and followed behind.

The two of them walked downstairs in a hurry, one behind the other.

As soon as I arrived on the first floor, I heard a woman singing gracefully on the stage: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's difficult to do this in ancient times..."
Chapter completed!