Chapter 6 Section VI

It was night, the ninety-nine-year-old grandmother received a congratulatory gift from Wu Ru and his wife, so she went to the room to try on it.Wu Ruda has been urging softly outside the door: "Grandmother, come out quickly and let everyone see if it suits you?" He also hopes that everyone will accept their wishes.Carefully selected a set of black dark flower fragrance cloud gauze clothes, finely handcrafted and valuable.It is most suitable for her elderly.To please her on behalf of his wife. This old man, who didn't know where he was going, heard that it was expensive clothes, so he changed them out. He was old and half deaf, and he could only say:

"Scared? Can't wash with water?" Before she stepped out of the hall, everyone's reaction was—— Ah, the grandma was wearing a sexy black lace nightgown.The skin was faintly visible, and she grinned innocently through the toothless black hole and smiled.This congratulatory gift is really strange, with little cloth and no body covering, but it is said to be very expensive. Wu Ruda's loving mother, who became crazy about her son, took the lead in launching the attack: "Boy, look at you, the scholarly generation, moved out again, so close to that vixen for a long time, even the old woman made it like this, are you out of your mind?"

The sisters also looked down on him for being such a sex maniac. Wu Ru is very wronged.I blame myself for being careless, the two gifts were adjusted wrongly, who knows the consequences? Alas, the little woman who received the gift like a shroud hated him somehow. Wu Ru's face was wide open, he was either crying or laughing, he was frozen all night.People can't walk, their hearts are far away.I don't know that Sister Lian is now... Shan Yulian soaked her body in a tub of bubble bath filled with flower fragrance for a long time. Only here, she can let go.The house is so big, and it is a duplex, but only here, can enjoy the lonely debauchery.

Thoughts wander.Love is something so erratic that you can't get it if you ask for it.Only trust and uninhibited and sensitive imagination.The fingers began to wander along with the thoughts... Why wasn't the hand rubbing her body his hand?If he was rougher, she knew she would "bow." She opened her legs a little, and the water was extremely hot, as if it had entered into her. ... I hope that the one who hugs her tightly is a real tough guy who will persevere and put her to death.She catered to this virtual image indulgently.The man who couldn't see clearly attacked her hard.

Until she twitched and almost cried out: "……do not go!" The whole bathroom, the whole vat of scalding water twitched rhythmically.She woke up slowly in despair, and it was only herself who hugged her tightly. All of a sudden, all thoughts were lost, tears fell down in strings and melted into bubbles.The pleasure of being silent became painful, and Shan Yulian only felt that it was nothing, especially empty. After wiping her body vigorously, she saw the gift her husband gave her—it was delivered by her sweetheart, how ironic.She tore up the flower paper. A set of black gauze with dark flowers, as ancient as a shroud.How could there be such a gift?

She tried on the upper body strangely. While wearing it, buttoning the flower buttons, her hands were also wrapped around the wrist flowers, and the inexplicable ditty echoed ethereally in her ears.It seemed to come from the sky.Curling continuously, can't hear clearly. Shan Yulian is alone, like wandering in a lonely and empty field, searching.Unconsciously, she began to hum: Picking up a long chain that I just bought today, I wound it around my wrist again and again, it was really a chain of love and hate. Suddenly, the power went out. The moment the power went out, the world suddenly became bleak, endless darkness, and it was impossible to see men and women in the world burning with desire.

A match was struck. Shan Yulian couldn't help herself, and put a stick of incense on the ancestral throne of the Wu family. A woman who had never been incensed put a note of atonement incense in front of the wood with his surname. When Wu Long noticed the power outage, he happened to make a cup of noodles in the small room next to his own garage. Before this sloppy supper could be finished, trouble arose, and my thoughts were with the mistress upstairs. Wu Long opened the door—— Before taking a step, he immediately bumped into a woman wearing a set of antique clothes.He was taken aback, who is she?Could it be thousands of years ago...

There was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at him, staring at him, staring at him.His eyes kept following closely, and he couldn't escape.Gradually, the eyes were watering him, watering him, watering him again.With all kinds of affection, put your heart to one side.Two peach blossoms were on her face——Shan Yulian didn't know why, where did she get the courage to do such a thing?Maybe with a little providence, really, to cover everything up.Is she possessed by a demon, or is her inner demon planning?Even the parties are unwilling to figure it out. Wu Long came to his senses:

"Sister-in-law-" "It's so dark. I'm scared, you come with me!" He deliberately avoided this embarrassment, so he borrowed words: "You don't have to be afraid, I'm going out to buy 'Greys', you can wait for me here." After speaking, he planned to escape.The coquettish sister-in-law had no intention of making way for her life, she just got closer and closer. An ancient woman coaxing an ancient man: "Don't go! Once you leave, you will go to March. I miss you very much!" "Ah, no, no, no!" Wu Long also explained, "How could you go as far as Mitsukoshi?"

However, since this woman with a little memory is about to come, she can't get rid of it: "Where are you going, where will I go with you!" Wulong drove the car towards the urban road.Always felt a pair of burning black eyes behind him, and refused to let him go. The more she sat, the more restless she became.First, he untied a flower button on the neckline, and took advantage of the situation to pull it, revealing his collarbone.Finger writes on it. Suddenly, both parties were unprepared, she leaned forward to the driver's seat, and with a pair of orchid hands, she hugged Wulong from behind.In his ear, she asked in delicate soft words:

"Have you ever liked me?" Wulong only pipes: "—you sit still." Shan Yulian seemed to have no intention of sitting down anymore, she was still in his ear and laughed: "You dare not admit it! You are so useless! You can't compare to a weak girl." Taking the opportunity to breathe in his ear, Wu Long trembled, and hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel, the car was just balanced, Shan Yulian was thrown by this, fell back to her back seat, seemed to be at ease. Wulong felt like sitting on pins and needles, unable to restrain himself.At this time, the back seat stretched out a leg and rested it on the back of the seat, and the sleeping shoes were half thrown, dangling on the foot.He couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the woman's foot with one hand, and threw it back forcefully. Because of this action, the car inevitably rushed forward, and Shan Yulian followed the momentum of the car, and her body also fell forward. Man, never want to let go. She bit his earball, kissed her red lips all the way.Wulong can be regarded as a gentleman, but, how can he resist the strong love of Fengyue?She has never been so close, it feels very strange, even ten years ago, a hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, she and him had never been so close - both of them were a little addicted. She remembered that he had insulted her like this: "I Wu Song stands upright, I am not an immoral pig or dog, if I do this again, I will recognize my sister-in-law with my eyes, but I won't recognize my sister-in-law with my fist."—Is that so?Had he tried so hard to suppress himself so long ago? A taunt flashed across Shan Yulian's mouth. Men are like this, what ability does a man have to suppress his mind?Men are beasts.Her starry eyes are half open, she is tired of him, sees through him: "Why do you lie to yourself? I know you like me! Are you afraid?" Like waiting for a long time, countless years, the system and doctrine, ethics and morality, can't hold him back.He kissed her hard.Stepped into the powder trap.The whole body is tense. —she immediately sticks out her tongue.Wriggling in his mouth.At the most confused moment, everything is thrilling. The car is out of control. Oncoming.A truck blared its horn wildly, and Wu Long almost collided with the man and the car. At the juncture of life and death, the gods pushed the ghosts and feared, and Wulong braked the car in a hurry. He can't die. Wu Long bounced away suddenly, he saw a pretty face flushed with desire, this was not Shan Yulian in his heart, she was just like another person, like a soul from a distant country attached to her, or , she attached to it. He is awake. He struggled to open the car door, got out of the car resolutely, and didn't look back—he didn't dare to look back, for fear of being unable to extricate himself.He didn't know what force pulled him away. Shan Yulian watched the man flee in fear of crime. He abandoned her over and over again. Is there no chance at all? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get him.There is always an invisible thing that makes him "go forward".what is that? She gritted her teeth with hatred. He opened the car door in a daze, not knowing where he was.The cold wind combed her hair, and a lock of hair flew across her face. When she gritted her teeth, she bit the lock of hair. hatred! Suddenly, a familiar wave of laughter was heard.She followed the reputation. That was also a familiar figure from the back. Frustrated woman, standing on the fork in the big city.At first there was a strong contradiction. I want to go.I want to catch up.I want to go.I want to catch up.I want to go.I want to catch up. She didn't cry, but her eyes were wet for no reason.She was scared, but excited. Her heart was in a mess.She stretched her hand into her heart, trying to pull out a thread, and when she pulled it out, she was pulled away. Surrounded by a group of women, that figure walked into a disco with a wave of laughter. "Ugh!" Shan Yulian was powerless to think about it. Once you think about it, karma is always a demon.She couldn't turn back either. Stepping forward step by step, step by step.It is her feet that lead her along a path between the knowable and the unknowable. As soon as she opened the door, she was dazzled—— Shan Yulian saw the golden lanterns scattered across the sky filled with stars, yellow smoke, green smoke, enveloping densely. The towers, halls and pavilions disappeared in an instant. The fire is extinguished, the smoke disappears, and all is reduced to ashes. The music becomes slow, swaying, the footsteps of the ancients. Laser passed. Everyone is intoxicated by the end of the century. Listening to a group of phoenix pipes and flutes, you can see clusters of emerald greens surrounded by pearls.If you can get drunk, let him get drunk.Under the shining of the silver lamp, it is impossible to calculate that it is the last decade of the 20th century.Who knows tomorrow?Who looks forward to tomorrow?Dress better, eat better, be romantic and romantic.Yes, the crowd just sang and danced heartily and laughed wildly without asking why. "Miss, one? What do you want?" The waiter comes to say hello. Shan Yulian hasn't "come back" yet.She said confusedly: "Daughter is red!" It was the young man's turn to be confused: "What red? Bloody Mary, right?" Shan Yulian was drunk alone with the cup of red, strange-smelling liquid.She is in the attic, looking down, on the dance floor, red men and dolls are all carnival with ecstasy.Everyone creates extremely difficult twisting moves, eyes closed, away from the soul. She felt very lonely. She is like a tooth chopstick that no one cares about next to the eight delicate fruit, vegetable and wine clocks.A melon seed on the side of the road in the Lantern Festival night that no one pays attention to.A white silk belt that no one cares about in the bag of obscenities...Kong Zizai corner, envious of other people's deep affection. Everyone is happy in pairs, why is it that they are not so close to each other, and can't even regain their self-esteem?So he drank all the wine. Bored and bored, I had to wrap the chain around and around, around and around—I had to do something to pass this difficult night. If you can live today, will you also live tomorrow? With a sudden self-hate, the long chain seemed to fly, and it was thrown to the dance floor downstairs. The body of the long chain became light, and it slowly fell in mid-air like fluff.Even the chain does not know that its predecessor was a forked pole.The shadow of the forked pole suddenly jumped out of the half-blind and half-dark environment of drumming and music, looking up at Shan Yulian who had missed, and looking down at Simon who was careless on the dance floor with a smile.Two unrelated passers-by are not involved at all, even if they think hard, they can't get together. What happened to the fork? Remember a beautiful spring time? Once upon a time. Simon was hit by a heavy falling object for no reason, and suddenly stopped dancing. When he was about to have a seizure, he didn't expect that in the attic, there was a charming and beautiful woman, also in her twenties, with loose and curly black hair, slightly furrowed Eyebrows, three white eyes, pink cheeks. I couldn't see clearly from a distance, so I walked up step by step.Leaving aside all the girls, hunting beauty came.Her eyes never left, she was a little flustered, but more of a spring spirit, she smiled apologetically before she spoke.She has a round figure and a particularly slender waist. She can't hide this secret under a set of retro fashion. Seeing her pink face and flowers like an old painting, Simon was a little out of his wits.He has also seen countless women, however, such outdated beauties who cannot keep up with the times, turn back the time, and before they get started, half of them are cured first, and the anger has already penetrated into the country of Java.His face changed, he smiled and said nothing. She also kept watching him come up. Watch him holding the long chain in his palm with a smile.It was a pair of hands with slender fingers, restless, flirtatious and provocative.He is all in black, and his sunglasses have never been removed. What kind of scorching gaze lurks behind him? Shan Yulian said softly: "You pay me back!" "What else?" He laughed, "I picked it up on the ground." Ah, it was this voice, a voice she was familiar with.It's him! "I fell." Simon teases on purpose: "You are not 'falling', you are deliberately 'throwing' down." "I'm sorry, officer." She actually apologized to him, "It was because I was careless for a while and was blown away by the wind that I missed you, and it was not intentional." He found it very interesting, so he continued: "Then, it can be considered that I was thrown by you on purpose." He pulled her closer to the railing and looked under the railing. "Look, there are so many people on the dance floor, so you have to be very lucky to get caught. This is fate. Isn't it very old-fashioned?" She looked down, just in time to meet the eyes of the women.Although they are still dancing wildly, but the partner has another way out.There is unavoidable jealousy in his eyes, and he is smiling: "Simon, look at your taste!" Shan Yulian bit her lips and smiled, ah, how similar they are: didn't they also secretly wrap each other up, creating a pair of pointed golden lotus feet?Either the white silk high sole, or the red silk flat sole, the toe of the shoe is embroidered with parrots picking peaches, or warbler flowers inserted obliquely, mandarin ducks playing in the water, yarn green and emerald blue stitching, fine workmanship.There are also surprises, rose petals are placed secretly, and plum blossom seals are hidden in the small grid, one step at a time.Fighting for beauty, playing with Ximen Qing, kicking balloons.One is carrying the head, the other is facing the obstacle, kicking and beating, twisting the waist and shaking the buttocks, just to please the man. Shan Yulian flicked towards him from the corner of her eyes, and asked: "Huh? They are all the wives and concubines of officials." Wives and concubines? Simon felt that this woman was going to try something new with him, so he made a move. "A wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief." She laughs: "Don't play around." He gave a salute, "Blessings, officials!" He also laughs.After staring at her for a while, he said carelessly: "Miss, be polite!" This ancient beauty.It's right in your arms, just right for your appetite.She is different from them.The more reserved, the more dissolute in the end—because she must have a place to vent.unstoppable…… Simon wrapped the long chain around Shan Yulian's waist, and made a conclusion first: "Twenty-two inches." As soon as the hand was released, the long chain fell to the ground. He knelt down and happened to be at her feet.When he picked it up, he took advantage of the momentum and squeezed her foot.Just one pinch, and she kicked his hand. He curled his lips into a smile, and came together, slammed her very close, and breathed in her ear, warm and lewd.It was his turn to ask in a tired voice: "With such a small foot, the shoes are of course small. What size shoe? Four? Three?" "have no idea!" "I'll find out after I measure it for you later." He provoked, "Are you afraid?" Shan Yulian drank the scarlet Bloody Mary in one gulp. She proudly looked down at the group of wives and concubines who fell out of favor.From this minute, he only wants her alone!They came with him, but she went ashore with him—let them all float and sink in the sea of ​​desire, panting, and in the end, who will win? She actually looked down on those women who couldn't get a man. Her origin is different from them, she is even an outsider.Native Hong Kong girls are superior, delicate and trendy, so why should she compete with them?Don't speak English, I can't even speak Cantonese well, but because of her good looks, this man chose her.As a new immigrant, she took the lead and stood out from the group.Shan Yulian was sent out by the vicious eyes. Entered Simon's mansion with modern packaging. The door is a combination lock.He purposely let her see: "9413". His home is very fashionable "retro" decoration.The furniture used is rosewood, and the chairs are rosewood.There are ancient paintings hanging in the hall, which are close to erotic pictures.A piece of uncut raw material is placed on the case, and no one knows what is in the heart.There are four full-length mirrors on the ground, which are placed at different angles, and the shadows are faint.Unable to see the golden couplets clearly, Shan Yulian staggered and fell down on the opium bed.The smell of alcohol has already attacked the heart.The wine completely turned into water in her body. She didn't know why she came here. Everything is evil. I saw messy ancient paintings all over the place: pictures of beautiful ladies with fine brushwork, and design drawings, "Twelve evildoers 1989", these words were written in Xiaozhuan, cursive script and artistic calligraphy.The photos of the beauties who applied for the application all showed smirks, including some of the models I saw just now. She had to start very boringly: "what is your job?" "I choose the concubine." He narrowed his eyes, "Choose the most beautiful twelve golden hairpins, and take the calendar." this woman! She is willing to come, and now she is doing some social activities, talking about serious topics, gossiping about him.It's funny, it's out of touch with the times, and it's hypocritical. He ignores her.He just opened a Baizi cabinet, which is a common cabinet in Chinese medicine stores, one compartment after another.One of the small coffin-shaped drawers contained a painted snuff bottle.He snorted a bit of cocaine hard.Then, in a certain grid, he took out ten hippocampus multi-whip pills—it was a secret Chinese medicine, but it was only available in Japan. "Which twelve?" He teases her: "Daji, Xishi, Diaochan, Concubine Yang, Wang Zhaojun, Pan Jinlian, Wu Zetian...all of them are women." Shan Yulian heard: "These are the 'four olds'. Why is there no one named Lin Daiyu?" "Oh, Lin Daiyu is a virgin, so she is not shortlisted. To be a famous Chinese woman, everyone has a little bit of skill. Be lewd, but not cheap. If you are expensive enough, you can't be too cheap! —— Do you want to do it? ?” As soon as Shan Yulian turned around, he was already close to her.Because of the tight fit, his firmness made her blush immediately.Her body was immediately thrown onto the opium bed.There is no way to escape, and there is a pair of gold paper couplets on the opposite side, writing: This is not in Lin Daiyu's room.This is in Qin Keqing's room. Simon grabbed her hands with his hands, spread her legs with his knees, and spread her out like an ancient painting of a lady from a scroll. He said slowly and slowly: "Now I'm going to fuck you!" She can't understand.But only humming. Her mind wanted to rein in the brink, and her body was already weak.He indulged in admiring her contradictory and uncomfortable expression, and watched it for a long time, until the moment when he thought it was "right"... Doesn't she understand that once you come, you can't leave?With a turbulent heart and nowhere to go, someone has to clean it up.She wanted it too—it had to be blamed on the strong among the strong. He seemed to smell a special emotional smell in her fine sweat.Because of her coyness, his lust was even higher.