fairy tales

Chapter 874 Careful Layout (1)
The next day, the snow was still heavy...

The breeze blows, the sky is full of snowflakes dancing with the wind, and the whole hall becomes white snow, a piece of snow.The world of white silver.

Inside the imperial city!in a room...

"Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death. Flying guests from the north and the south, the old wings come back to the cold and heat a few times. The fun is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children. You should have words, ten thousand miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and snow at dusk , only the shadow to whom to go. Hengfen Road, the lonely year of flute and drum, the barren smoke is still flat Chu. How can the spirit of the Chu be heard, the mountain ghost secretly cries the wind and rain. The sky is also jealous, and I have not believed in it. Wan Gu, in order to keep it for the poets, sing and drink wildly, and visit Yanqiu."

A slightly magnetic male voice sounded slowly, dancing and rippling in the air like a melodious melody. At this moment, a boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old was "affectionately" and extremely tenderly staring at a two-year-old boy. Young girl, he has beautiful features, red lips and white teeth, a slightly thin body, and a whole body of snow.Wearing white pajamas.

He stretched out his own repair.The long but immature right hand, with the index finger bent, hooked the girl's chin, as gentle as treating her favorite pet, "Tian'er, are you willing to give me your body?" The fingers were slightly picky.Funny across the girl's white.With a fair and blushing face, the corner of the boy's mouth raised a wicked smile. His eyes were as bright as stars and as deep as black holes, deeply attracting the girl's attention.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded shyly.

Hearing this, the boy raised his eyebrows, and there was a gleam of victory in his eyes. At the same time, he put one hand on the girl's puffy snow hill, kneading it gently and domineeringly...

The girl was very shy, her heart trembled slightly, she gasped heavily, but she closed her eyes and fell obediently on the couch, tightly clenched her fists, her long eyelashes trembling a little.

The boy gave an evil laugh, and at the same time pressed on the girl's body, kneading her steamed bun with both hands.

"En!" The girl whispered, she was extremely shy, and said a little shyly: "Master Ozawa, can you help me translate the poem you just read?"

"Huh?" The movement of the boy's hands stopped, his face changed slightly, "Don't you understand the meaning of the love poem I just read?"

The girl still had her eyes closed, but her suet-like, jade-like delicate hands grabbed the boy's hand and poured it into her clothes, helping the boy get in touch with her jade-like muscles."Master Ozawa, this servant is just a court lady, a servant girl who has never read a book, how can I know what the poems you read, Master Ozawa, mean, Master Ozawa, move!" The girl grabbed the boy The other hand stretched into his pants...

The young man sighed, and said: "Tian'er, the charcoal fire is gone, go and add some!" At the same time, he got off the girl, and then walked towards the door with slow steps, the girl was slightly taken aback, but she didn't know Why did Master Ozawa suddenly not want her anymore? She was a little disappointed looking at the thin figure going away...

(End of this chapter)