Chapter 260 Second-degree plum blossom

On that stormy night on the shore of Tongli Lake, Zhang Yuan and Mu Zhenzhen had close contact. After that, on those nights on the boat, the two of them were sleeping side by side, and there were always some intimate actions. However, due to the many people in the cabin, they dare not taste the taste. Zhang Yuan was a seventeen-year-old body full of blood. Mu Zhenzhen, a fallen girl, was also as bright as a flower branch, and she was even more deeply in love with the young master.

Today is the fourth day of my trip to Nanjing. Tonight, there are only the young master and her in this cabin. But for some reason, Mu Zhenzhen was very panicked. Didn’t she like the young master very much? Along the way, didn’t she secretly look forward to arriving in Jinling as soon as possible? Why did her heart beat so hard when she was alone with the young master tonight, just thinking about hunching and hiding? Is she afraid of the young master? Or is it because there is no Lai Fu snoring on the screen?

Zhang Yuan looked at Mu Zhenzhen's red face and flickering eyes. This shyness and fear were very tempting, making him unable to help but want to thrive—

"True--"

"Yeah, Master?"

"I'll wash my hands.("《》.com)"

"oh."

Every time I practice calligraphy, even if my hands are not stained with ink marks, I always have some ink breath. The water in the wooden basin has just been prepared, and I was so nervous that I forgot to take it to the young master to wash his hands. At this time, I quickly brought it up and looked down at the young master with my head.

The water in the wooden basin is cool, and the hand that is slightly sore and hot after holding the pen for a long time is very comfortable to soak in the water. Mu Zhenzhen has taken the cloth towel and waited, and her embraces are hanging down, and her heart is pounding. The atmosphere tonight is very different from the past.

The wick is shorter, the flames become smaller, and the cabin is a little dim. Zhang Yuan washed his hands, drooped his fingers, and his fingertips dripped, and his eyes were looking at Mu Zhenzhen in front of him. Mu Zhenzhen was watching his fingertips dripping. The night was quiet, and he could clearly hear the dripping of water dripping into the water basin. The water dripping drips, and Mu Zhenzhen's long eyelashes flashed. Mu Zhenzhen's eyelashes were longer and denser than ordinary Han women. Is this because her ancestor was Geluo people? Geluo people lived west of the Pamir Mountains, and the wind was strong and sandy. The dense eyelashes were conducive to protecting their eyes. But Mu Zhenzhen's generation did not know how many generations had passed, and there should not be much Gelu bloodline, but Mu Zhenzhen's alien appearance was still relatively obvious, with a slightly yellow hair, her eyes were dyed green, and her skin was as white as snow-white.

"The young master's hands have been drained and they are still hanging there. What are the young master thinking?"

Mu Zhenzhen looked up slightly, and was facing Zhang Yuan's eyes. Zhang Yuan smiled, suddenly reached out to hold her cheek and said, "Zhenzhen, your face is so hot. ("《" 7*"

With Mu Zhen was really agile, she was originally flashing, but in front of the young master she became clumsy. She felt the young master's palms cool, but her face became even hotter in an instant, and she said something inexplicable: "Young master, it's not raining tonight?"

What does this mean? Does it mean that it is not raining, and it is hot, and her face is hot, or does it mean that there is no intimate behavior without raining?

Zhang Yuan gently rubbed Mu Zhenzhen's cheekbones with his thumb and whispered: "What's wrong with it not raining? There is moonlight." He turned his head and blew out the oil lamp.

The bright moon rose late on the night of June 18, and it was already midnight. The moon was not yet at the middle of the sky. The bow of the three oars and waves was facing north. The moonlight shone in from the window of the right tent of the boat. When the light was lit, it was not felt. At this time, the light was blown out, and the moonlight occupied the cabin. Once the eyes were adapted, they could distinguish objects. Zhang Yuan was myopic and looked closer and more clearly. Seeing that Mu Zhenzhen's face was more layered under the light and darkness, his bulging chest, thin waist, and his kneeling hips and thighs were overlapping, and he was motionless like a quiet and beautiful sculpture. Looking closely, the lips like roses in the dark night were trembling slightly, as if a faint moan leaked out of his lips.

Zhang Yuan was about to get closer to grab the lips, but he heard the fallen girl say vaguely: "Young Master, the water has not yet fallen."

Zhang Yuan sat upright, and Mu Zhenzhen quickly took the basin out and poured it into the river. With a "wow", after a while, Mu Zhenzhen walked back and saw that the young master had taken off his shirt and sat cross-legged on the mat in his short clothes and trousers. Mu Zhenzhen was so nervous that she turned around and covered the cabin door, hesitated for a moment, tiptoed to approach, and knelt down and said, "Young master, I will serve you to rest."

Zhang Yuan said: "Zhenzhen, after taking off the pussy, we talk to each other." ("《" 7*"

Mu Zhenzhen responded softly, took off her trousers and long skirt, which were covered with a coarse cloth dress and a coarse cloth dress that only covered her knees. Mu Zhenzhen raised her knees together and turned to one side, and asked, "What are the young masters going to say?"

Zhang Yuan moved his knees closer and chuckled, "What do you really want to say?"

Mu Zhenzhen pulled a corner of her little shirt and lowered her head and said, "I have nothing to say."

Zhang Yuan said: "Then I have nothing to say."

Mu Zhenzhen couldn't help laughing, raised her eyelashes and looked at the young master. The young master's eyes were bright, he grabbed her hand and rubbed it gently, and came over to kiss her. Just like the two of them intimately, Mu Zhenzhen still beat fast, but she was not very panicked, and said to herself: "When my father left, he told me to serve the young master well. In the future, I must be careful to serve the young master when the young master passes the door. The young master is a very good person, I like the young master--"

Mu Zhenzhen reached out to put her on the young master's shoulder, and she turned her head. Suddenly she felt her tongue had already entered her mouth. While teasing, her soul was scattered. Her body was already lying on the mat by the young master. This depraved girl was stunned. The young master kissed her just a little while, but this time she tried to get it and teased her endlessly, making her unable to deal with it. She held the young master's shoulder with both hands, and the breath in her throat was rapid. The young master's hand was unbuttoning her little shirt, looking very quick. Then a big hand covered her right breast. The young master's palm was also very hot, light and then heavy, not letting go of both sides. Rubbing her, making her body hotter and hotter, as if she was about to melt in the scorching sun.

Zhang Yuan's blood was bulging, and the fierceness of his young body made him tremble. He raised his upper body and looked at Mu Zhenzhen under him. The tragic girl's lips were slightly opened and she was breathing. Her left-sided clothes had been lifted from her left armpit, and her breasts were exposed. In the dark moonlight, it seemed as if two full moons appeared at the bottom of the water, huge, round, bright, and blooming...

The night moon is fishing by the stone river. It should be that this moon makes people feel intoxicated. Zhang Yuan couldn't put it down, and then he followed his lips and tongue until the girl under him was soft and soft, and he was as hard as iron.

Zhang Yuan called out lightly: "Zhenzhen--"

Mu Zhenzhen held his hands on his sweaty shoulders and his voice trembled, and replied: "Young Master." He looked at the young master with shy eyes.

Zhang Yuan said something with his ear. Mu Zhenzhen nodded slightly, and then said "um" softly. Zhang Yuan overturned his body. When he broke the melon, Mu Zhenzhen's hands that were holding his shoulder suddenly increased their strength. Fortunately, Mu Zhenzhen had never practiced the eagle claw skills, otherwise Zhang Yuan's shoulder blades would have been crushed, but it was also very painful. He was reluctant to leave as if he was being whipped, and rushed hard, and he felt that his body was about to explode. His young body was the first time, and he quickly went straight to the peak.

...

The moonlight quietly exited out of the tent window, and the Qinhuai River at the bottom of the boat was still flowing. Zhang Yuan lay down to the sky, Mu Zhenzhen leaned sideways half in his arms, and the two of them spoke softly. The fallen girl felt Zhang Yuan move her arm under her, so she hurriedly moved away and said, "My maid has pressed on the young master."

Zhang Yuan leaned against Mu Zhenzhen again and said, "Just sleep like this." His right hand wandered on the girl's firm and tender waist and hips. The girl's angry peaks squeezed and squeezed in front of his chest. The two pieces of the top of the peak were obviously touching, and Zhang Yuan's retreating tide of love came back.

Mu Zhenzhen felt it, gently touched it with her thighs, and said shyly: "Young Master, are you thinking about it again?"

Zhang Yuan asked: "Is it OK?"

Mu Zhenzhen thought about the pain at first, and hesitated for a moment, then said shyly, "Hmm" and said, "This fallen girl is obedient to the master."

The waves were very big, so they would not be shaken by such a little vibration. This time, Zhang Yuan calmly took a little bit. After dancing for a long time, Mu Zhenzhen felt happy. The two of them were happy and hugged each other and talked for a while. Zhang Yuan was sleepy and fell asleep. Mu Zhenzhen couldn't sleep for a while. He opened his eyes and watched the young master sleeping. He gently leaned close to the young master's lips and kissed him, shrunk his neck, and laughed silently. It was the first time that the young master kissed her.

Since she couldn't sleep, Mu Zhenzhen gently stood up and washed her body, put on her underwear, and wiped the mat with the moonlight outside the window. It was already the second half of the night, and it was a little cold, so she unfolded the blanket to cover the young master who was sleeping very soundly. Then she lay beside Zhang Yuan and fell asleep. She felt sweet and peaceful, and soon fell asleep.

...

Before dawn, the Shimaying Wharf began to get noisy. Mu Zhenzhen slept late and still got up early. Zhang Yuan also got up and asked her with a smile: "Is it okay, right?"

Mu Zhenzhen's face was red. I didn't know what the young master was referring to, so she vaguely said "um" and hurried to wash and pack up her things. Today is to move to the rented house in Jiming Mountain. Also, today is the young master's birthday. She wants to make longevity noodles for the young master. There are many things. Although this fallen girl was a little uncomfortable, she was full of joy and full of vitality.

The sun rises as usual, and every day is a new day. Zhang Yuan stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the rays of rays in the sky in the east. "The Dream Shadow" says "Look at the mountains upstairs, look at the snow on the city, look at the clouds in the boat". Watching the rising sun and morning glow on this Qinhuai River boat is really a unique scene. Zhang Yuan felt in a very good mood and wanted to whistle to the sky, be satisfied, be physically and mentally happy, which will make people proactive and enterprising, and feel that life is great—

Zhang E walked out and asked, "Jie Zi, what good dream did you have last night? You are so furious?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Of course I dreamed of being named on the Golden List."

Zhang E smiled and said, "Jie Zi is too vulgar. She always thinks about being an official in the imperial examinations all day long. Like me, Zhang Yanke, she seems to be ignorant and vulgar, but she is actually a vulgar. Jie Zi seems to be very elegant and is actually a vulgar."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Everyone is not elegant. Without my vulgarity, how can you highlight the elegance of my third brother?"

On the morning of that day, the three brothers of Zhang Yuan moved into the house at the foot of Jiming Mountain. Lai Fu, Nengzhu and others had cleaned the front and back of the house yesterday, which was more elegant than yesterday. Zhang Dai and Zhang Yuan were all very satisfied. In the afternoon, the boatman of the wave boat came to say goodbye to the three young masters. The boatman was from the Lu family in Qingpu, and the boatman was also a slave of the Lu family. Now that Zhang Yuan and others have rented a house to live in, the four boatmans of course have to say goodbye to Qingpu. Zhang Yuan rewarded the four boatmans with five taels of silver each, and asked Lai Fu to buy some Jinling specialties. He also wrote two letters, one to his sister Zhang Ruoxi and the other to Yang Shixiang, and asked the boatman to bring back to Qingpu together.

And tomorrow, Zhang Yuan and the other two will start their lives in the Imperial College in Nanjing.

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Zhang Jiezi finally said goodbye to his virginity. Hehe, this chapter is difficult to describe, so you should be happy but not lustful. Xiaodao is repeatedly pondering. It should be no more than the rules to write this way. Can you ask book friends for a monthly ticket?


Chapter completed!