In the Yaoguang Pavilion, the candlelight was extinguished by the wind. The man lay down and shouted impatiently toward the door, "Come here, hold the lamp!" The dark green light outside the window shone on him, faintly outlining his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and tight abdomen. A pair of white jade-like soft skin suddenly stretched out and covered his mouth.
"Don't... Master... Don't ask people to come in."
Yin Baozhu was anxious and shy. At this moment, he had already stripped her of everything. She only had a lotus-colored satin coat wrapped loosely around her body, and a thin belt tied to her chest. The precarious appearance made Gu Yunchuan's throat tighten.
However, he had a double happiness today, and he was so drunk by the rough guys in the army that he couldn't untie the knot no matter what, even with the candlelight. He was anxious, but the candlelight was still extinguished.
The door creaked open, and the little girl Ling'er looked at her nose with her eyes, her nose with her heart, and walked in holding a red candle like a Guanyin.
"Come closer."
When Ling'er stood still outside the gauze tent, Yin Baozhu bit her lower lip and curled up into the brocade quilt, but she was unwilling to come out no matter how much he coaxed her.
Seeing that she was so shy, Gu Yunchuan took the red candle from outside the tent with his big hand. With a wave of his hand, Ling'er ran away like a rabbit.
"People are gone, come out quickly!"
He turned around and sat the red candle into the candlestick. When he turned around again, he saw Yin Baozhu's little head peeking out from the brocade quilt, looking at him with a pair of fox eyes and smiling brightly.
Gu Yunchuan squinted his eyes and sneered, leaned over and pecked her soft lips, tapped the tip of her pretty nose and said, "Little one, you can laugh if you want, but don't cry for a while."
Not Shuangjie, very disappointed