In the dead of night, on the official road to the north, a group of people dressed in black and wearing bronze masks galloped.
Their eyes, which are exposed outside, reflect the color of moon and snow, showing infinite sharpness and coldness.
In the silent world, only the "dada" sound of horse's hooves trampling on the ground is very regular, which makes people feel startled.
Xiao Jinshun finally came down from the wine table. Wang Xunyuan and Bai called a servant girl to help him back to the room.
The maid was beautiful and delicate. When Xiao Jinshun was supported by her soft white hand, she seemed to slide on his arm and palm.
Xiao Jinshun is itchy.
Usually in the palace, he did not dare to do anything, because he was still young, so no one prepared for him to enlighten the palace maid.
In addition, LAN pin was forced into the cold palace. Otherwise, he would have been a man with his tail between his two princes and concubines.
Now drink a little wine, the reaction will become dull, color heart color gall is more and more occupy the upper hand.
Back in the room, he raised his foot and kicked the door.
Turn round and put the little servant girl on the door.
By the dim candlelight in the room, he reached out and pinched the chin of the little servant girl, slightly impatient and lifted it up.
Then, caught off guard on the face of some familiar.
He took a cool breath. There was a kind of imperial concubine's shadow between the servant girl's eyebrows and eyes!
His heart beat heavily, "Dong" sound, like breaking some shackles, surging desire, out of control!
He fondled the little maid's face with fascination, "you are mine at last."
With that, the kiss fell down.
The small servant girl's mouth corners tiny hook, both hands obedient of ring lived his neck, catered to raised a head.
The night after that, the bed creaked, and some intoxicated and addicted sounds came from time to time.
Xiao Jinshun rose and fell, attached to the servant girl's ear and said, "I'm happy with you. Why can't you see it? What's good about my old father
The servant girl, who was originally in a confused mood, was frightened out in a cold sweat. Unconsciously, she exerted her strength on her hand and accidentally left a scratch on Xiao Jinshun's back.
Xiao Jinshun: "hiss - little wild cat."
He was not angry, but more excited.
The servant girl tries her best to cater to Xiao Jinshun.
It was not until the sky turned white that they fell asleep.
The next morning, when Xiao Jintang came to look for Xiao Jinshun, Xiao Jinshun was still in the gentle village and didn't wake up. However, the little maid had something in her heart, so she couldn't sleep deeply. Surprised by the knock on the door, she quickly sat up, endured her discomfort, quickly picked up her rags from the ground, barely put them on, and then pushed the door and ran out.
Xiao Jintang was startled at the door and frowned, "what's Mao doing rashly?"
He stepped into the room and saw that Xiao Jinshun was sleeping on the big bed, naked, with the quilt covering only the key parts.
His face turned black all of a sudden. He is not afraid of death!
Looking at the messy look on the bed, who doesn't know what happened?
Xiao Jintang shook his head. Sure enough, the mud couldn't support him.
He cleared his throat, "third brother, it's time to get up!"
The slightly raised volume and the cold wind from the door made Xiao Jinshun wake up from his sleep.
He sat up with the quilt in his arms and looked at Xiao Jintang at the door. "Second brother, why don't you come in?"