The lights are dim.

The girl's face is shy and her eyes are full of water.

The shy look of biting her pink lips and trembling eyelashes, and the graceful posture of supporting the bed with her slender hands and lifting her jade feet lightly, are charming and sultry.

Luo Qingzhou struggled in his heart, his mind suddenly felt hot, and he slowly squatted down.

Then he reached out and gently held her delicate calf with one hand, and slowly took off the spotless snow-white stockings with the other hand.

A flash of white snow suddenly appeared.

Immediately, a delicate and delicate girl's jade feet, as fair as jade, appeared in front of him flawlessly.

Luo Qingzhou's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

The heat in the body becomes more and more intense.

His mind wandered, and he reached out to hold it and kneaded it gently.

Delicate and smooth, as soft as boneless.

The girl's delicate body trembled, and she fell limply inside the curtain. She opened her eyes wide and lay there, gently biting her pink lips, her face was as red as a cloud, and she remained motionless.

The desire in Luo Qingzhou's body became stronger and stronger, like a flood that broke a bank, constantly washing away the reason in his mind and the etiquette and morality in his heart.

He held the soft and smooth girl's jade feet in his hands and couldn't help but lower his head.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Qiu'er appeared at the door with an anxious face: "Miss, uncle! Madam is here! You..."

She suddenly saw the scene in front of the bed, her eyes widened immediately, and the words in her mouth stopped abruptly.

Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, he woke up instantly and hurriedly stood up.

Qiu'er was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Uncle! Hurry, hide quickly!"

The girl who was lying softly on the bed also sat up and said shyly: "Brother-in-law, on the bed..."

Luo Qingzhou was like a little thief who was about to be caught after stealing something. His heart was full of fright. Without any time to think, he jumped onto the bed and got under the quilt.

After he huddled up in the quilt with his head covered, he suddenly woke up.

Why is he hiding?

Isn’t this a thief with a guilty conscience and throwing himself into a trap?

Wouldn't it be enough for him to just go out or go to the desk to study ink and write?

Even if he stood in front of the bed and talked to Miss Qin Er, the mother-in-law wouldn't say anything, right?

But now he is hiding in Miss Qin Er's bed. If the mother-in-law discovers this...

"Wait a minute, Miss Second, I..."

He hurriedly got out of the quilt. Before he finished speaking, there was a "swish" sound and the girl on the bed had already closed the curtain.

At the same time, the voice of the mother-in-law had already sounded at the door: "Is that kid gone?"

Zhuer followed and bowed: "My uncle has left long ago."

Qiu'er also answered at the door: "My uncle accompanied the young lady and left after dinner. The young lady has already gone to bed."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

These two girls said this and immediately blocked his way out of bed.

"Humph, you are somewhat self-aware!"

Song Ruyue snorted coldly, took off her shoes, walked into the room, and said coldly: "If he hasn't left yet, I happen to be short of someone to pick up manure in my back garden. Let him pick out manure for me tonight!"

Luo Qingzhou retracted the quilt and did not dare to move again.

Song Ruyue walked towards the back room and called softly: "Wei Mo, are you asleep?"

Qin Weimo was lying on the quilt with a red face, and she was close to someone. She said through the hazy curtain: "Mom, I fell asleep, and I feel a little uncomfortable now. You... don't come over."

Song Ruyue walked to the bed and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again? Let mother take a look."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to open the curtain.

Luo Qingzhou shuddered.

Qin Weimo said quickly: "Mother, don't... don't pull, Weimo is afraid of the wind..."

Song Ruyue paused after hearing this, retracted her hand, and said, "Then have you coughed again? Do you want to take some medicine?"

Qin Weimo said in a weak voice: "No, mother, I...I'm sleepy and want to rest..."

Song Ruyue nodded and said: "Okay, you can rest, my mother won't disturb you anymore."

With that said, he helped her blow out the red candle on the bedside.

Immediately, he went outside again and blew out the oil lamp.

In the room, there was only one candle burning on the desk. The thick red candle was burning slowly in the candlestick, emitting a dim yellow light.

The room was quiet and warm.

Song Ruyue did not leave, but went to the beauty's couch and lay down on her side, took a book and flipped through it casually.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er came in and took away the food. They also changed the incense balls, added charcoal fire, and brought her a hand stove.

After a while.

Qin Weimo, who was lying on the bed, finally couldn't help but said: "Mother, why don't you go back to sleep?"

Song Ruyue flipped through the book and said, "I'll sleep here tonight. It's nice here. It's much more comfortable than sleeping there."

Two people on the bed: "..."

"What? Don't you want mother to sleep here with you?"

Song Ruyue asked.

Qin Weimo said weakly: "No..."

Song Ruyue suddenly put down the book in her hand, sat up and said, "Wei Mo, your bed is so big, how about my mother sleeping with you? My mother has never slept in your bed before, I really want to enjoy it.

"

Someone's body under the quilt trembled again.

"No...not good."

"Huh, cheapskate."

Song Ruyue got down from the beauty's couch and walked to the bedside and said, "Wei Mo, is your body aching after lying down all day? Mother, can you give me a massage?"

"No... no need, mother, I'm really sleepy, I need to rest..."

The girl's voice trembled.

"Okay, okay, you can go to sleep. Mom won't disturb you anymore."

Song Ruyue turned around and left, lay down on the beauty's couch again, and picked up the book.

There was silence in the room.

It's almost early morning.

Song Ruyue put down the book, turned to look at the inner room, pulled the blanket, covered her body, lay down, and muttered: "That girl's body is too weak, let her have a good rest. I have to stay safe tonight

I can't fall asleep with her in my arms."

The two people on the bed listened and looked at each other.

Luo Qingzhou smelled the fragrance of the girl nearby and the hot breath exhaled from his nose, and couldn't bear it. He had to turn around slowly, turned his back to her, and pressed against the wall tightly.

The girl blushed and moved her body, sticking closely to his back.

The two of them just lay on their sides, quiet and motionless.

It seemed like they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats.

After a moment, the girl suddenly raised her arms and hugged him gently from behind. With a happy smile on her lips, she closed her eyes.

For her, this is enough.

She is very satisfied and contented.

She didn't dare to ask for too much, because he didn't belong to her.

The girl quickly fell into a sweet dream and never coughed again.

Her cold body and heart became warmer at this night.

On the beauty couch outside, the beautiful woman was talking about being unable to fall asleep. At this time, drool began to flow from the corner of her mouth, and she was sleeping more soundly than anyone else.

Luo Qingzhou faced the wall without feeling sleepy.

When it was almost three o'clock, he saw that both mother and daughter were fast asleep. Fang closed his eyes and concentrated, and his soul came out of his body.
To be continued...