Where prosperity ends, flowers never end

Chapter 223 For Grace



Chapter 223 For Grace

The Li Mansion had a new look, and even Huai Rufan didn't know when he arrived. He was busy running around with him.

When King Chenyang learned that he had returned to the capital, he quickly asked someone to deliver an invitation, and he arrived as promised because of his tactful behavior.

In order not to waste King Chenyang's kindness, he did not refuse to accept the prostitute as his concubine, and now she lives in the side courtyard of the Li Mansion.

"Brother Fan, I have something else to trouble you with."

"What's the matter?"

Li Zhengzhong smiled faintly.

"There should be several beauties in the side courtyard. Please arrange a suitable place for them."

"Hey! Fine! If you can't persuade them to leave, just chase them away."

"It's troublesome. We have to let them leave voluntarily. The matter is related."

Huai Rufan opened his fan and turned around gracefully.

"Don't worry, with my eloquent tongue, it's no problem for me to turn black into white."

In the center of Huanle, Han Wu was bathing, and Ran Qianxi walked in without any hesitation.

"Medical Saint Han?"

Before I even got inside, I heard Han Wu's voice stopping me.

"I am bathing."

The word "bath" aroused her greater interest, and she came here for no reason, already filled with lust.

"Then I'll wait for you here, you can take your time washing."

Hearing that there was no more talking inside, she leaned back proudly on the rocking chair in the attic and started rocking.

About a quarter of an hour later, Han Wu put on his clothes and came out, and the beautiful scene of a beauty coming out of the bath came into his eyes.

His hair was still slightly damp, and his whole body exuded the scent of white roses. He looked more like the brother next door than a doctor.

"Have you washed it?"

"Yeah, I'm done."

Ran Qianxi smiled sweetly, walked into the left pavilion, picked up the comb and walked over.

"Your hair is still a little wet, and there's still sunlight in the bedroom. Can I help you comb it?"

Han Wu was silent for a moment and agreed to her.

"it is good."

Ran Qianxi curled up a snicker at the corner of her mouth and watched him walk in.

"You sit on the bed, with sunlight by the window."

Han Wu sat down slowly, and Ran Qianxi's ultimate move was about to be launched.

She gently stroked a strand of black hair and deliberately brushed her fingers across his right neck. Han Wu dodged uncontrollably. She then reached out and brushed his left neck, which was obviously more sensitive than the right.

"What methods do you usually use to take care of your hair? It feels very gentle."

"It's my homemade shavings water. If you like, I can make some for you."

Ran Qianxi smiled evilly and gently turned his cheek towards her, gently stroking the loose hair on his forehead.

A slight itch arose, and Han Wu's eyes opened slightly, and his lips opened uncontrollably.

She touched him more and more excessively, and the back of her hand slowly moved from his left neck to his chest. Feeling the warmth of her fingers, Han Wu closed his eyes and turned his head away.

"Turn around and it's..."

Han Wu still didn't open his eyes. Seeing that he didn't resist, Ran Qianxi moved her hand to his waist again.

“This dress is nice too~”

"You like it?"

The prey's face blushed visibly, and the hunter was naturally very proud.

She slowly sat on Han Wu's legs. The perfect angle awakened a heavy rain. Han Wu cast his watery eyes on her face and rubbed his fingers nervously.

Ran Qianxi: "Of course I like it~"

The soft voice fell into his ears, and his Adam's apple swallowed hard.

After pulling for a while, Ran Qianxi lifted his chin and kissed him gently and delicately, accumulating desire bit by bit.

"Can I like it~"

Han Wu tentatively untied the bed curtain and placed his hands on her hips, nervously waiting for her eager response.

"can."

The two looked at each other slowly, and Ran Qianxi smiled faintly and pushed him down on the bed.

The clothes were peeled off one by one and fell to the ground. After a while, Han Wu's belt and underwear were also thrown out of the bed curtain one after another, and the panting sounds of strong demand continued.

Half an hour later, Ran Qianxi adjusted her bellyband and stood up, but he embraced her lovingly from behind.

"Where is Asahi going?"

"I'll go home and take a look."

"Will you come over tonight?"

She smiled and turned back, gently pulled his hands apart and kissed him on the forehead.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be back."

She picked up her long skirt and stood up, and was pulled by Han Wu and kissed again.

"I'll go back with you."

She was immediately shocked and rejected him without thinking.

"No, no, um... there are a lot of relatives at home, I will come back to stay at night, you should have a good rest."

He felt a little disappointed when he was rejected, but since they had physical contact, he didn't think much about it.

"Well, be careful on dark roads."

Liu Xun and Duanmu Yan sat side by side in the Ran Mansion. The annual spring examination was approaching, but Ran Yuelian was still on duty and had not returned home.

Xiahou Jin and a few old sisters were talking complacently about their daughter's marriage to Taidou in the backyard, but the couple in the hall did not look happy.

"Mom, I'm back."

There was no sign of Xiahou Jin in the main hall, but Liu Xun stood up anxiously. He suddenly remembered the ambiguity and tenderness between them on their wedding night the day before.

"Xi'er."

Seeing the deep affection in his cold eyes, I was overwhelmed for a moment.

"Uncle-in-law."

Duanmu Yan: "We have divorced a long time ago, stop calling me uncle."

"Ah? Are you really getting divorced?"

Liu Xun smiled and brushed away the white rose petals on her hair. They were evidence that they had stuck to Han Wu's clothes after he took a bath, and then fell into her hair after they made love.

"Well, I can seriously hold your hand now."

She smiled sadly. Xu Yuanchao, Xie Ying and Liu Xun really wanted to be with her seriously.

"haha, yes……"

Faced with Liu Xun's hint, she chose to play dumb, and the other party naturally felt disappointed.

"I heard that Lady Xiahou arranged a marriage for you and Li Zhengzhong. Do you like him?"

"What do you like or dislike? You just live your life blindly."

"then you……"

Liu Xun took back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and once again he didn't dare to ask her whether she liked him or not.

"Everything is up to you. If you don't like the man you want to spend the rest of your life with, don't let him become your husband, otherwise it will only end in tragedy."

Staring at the petals in his hand in a daze for a moment, she didn't want to be Qin Miqiu's substitute or shadow at all.

Suddenly she heard Ran Yuelian's voice coming from the courtyard. She turned around and walked out, and found that there was a new guest beside him.

"Dad, you're back?"

Ran Yuelian smiled with relief when he saw that his daughter did not go out to fool around.

"That's just right, daughter. Please ask the servants to prepare a wing room for Mr. Lu. He will live in our house for a while from now on."

She raised her eyebrows and walked up to Master Lu, looking him up and down and feeling familiar with him.

"It looks familiar."

Lu Wein raised his hands and bowed elegantly.

"It was Miss Ran who rented a boat for me and Kaozi at the ferry."

When she heard the word ferry, she recalled the weak student who was unable to take care of himself in the rain.

"It's you. I remember now."

Lu Weien smiled like a shy puppy. Her innocence touched the winter, and the wind and snow became gentle and romantic.

"Then I'll show you the room first."

Lu Weien followed her quietly. Snowflakes fell gently. Ran Qianxi looked charming in the snow. His eyes kept looking at the front of the room with admiration.

"Take a look at this one first."

"The girl is thoughtful. Just a roof over your head will protect you from the wind and rain."


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