Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

The thick night is shrouded on the surface of Jishuitan lake, like a stage with a new curtain.

A large, brightly lit two-story painting boat is like a Bingli arrow, splitting the darkness of the pond.

The water vapor and cool breeze on the lake dissipated the heat, and the water and moon of Yanlong Lake were covered with sand.

The night banquet began, after the three rounds of wine, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, the new oiran with red sleeves was dressed in dance clothes, and the long water sleeves like snakes revolved around her body, and the water sleeves were stretched from time to time and flew to the table. Tease the guests, singing and dancing to add fun.

The three-zhang water sleeve is like the noodles in the hands of the Haidilao noodles master five hundred years later. Looking at the long and wide noodles, they will touch the guests' faces, but they can always be taken back at the last minute. The atmosphere soon rose.

This time, the sleeves stretched over Wang Daxia's face, still with a faint fragrance.

Wang Daxia turned sideways to avoid the teasing of the sleeves, and looked at Wei Caiwei who was sitting next to him with a smile, looking like a chaste husband who guarded himself like a jade.

Zhao Quan and Wu Dian glanced at each other: Tsk Tsk, the romantic Wang Yanei even dismissed the red-sleeved oiran lady, and only the little widow in their eyes. It can be seen that the rumors are true. Wang Yanei was so fascinated by the little widow. Already stunned Zhi Ling.

Look at this little widow again, wearing a white filial piety bun, a pair of tear-like Dongzhu hanging from her earlobes, wearing a moon white robe, a face, and only some rouge on her lips. At first glance, there is no amazing color, but it is very attractive, and the more you look, the more flavor it gets.

She is cold and elegant, like a white moonlight, like a fairy concubine flying from the Guanghan Palace to the world. She is a female doctor who hangs the pot to help the world and saves the patient. She just dresses and dresses on the lotus platform, which is a statue of ten thousand people. Worshiped living Bodhisattva!

Compared with her, even the singing and dancing red-sleeved trick singers and dancers have become rouge fans.

This exotic woman can live in, no wonder Lu Tongling and Wang Yanei have become her ministers in succession.

At this time, the dancing girl's sleeves were thrown in front of Wei Caiwei.

Caiwei didn't evade, she went up in her sleeves, reached out and grabbed the sleeves, refused to let go, and sniffed at the tip of her nose, "Agarwood, Dipterocarpus, Albizia, Ambergris, sandalwood, vaguely still a bit ***? Me? Guess right?"

The dancer has long been proficient in various scenes, and she can still dance when she is caught in the sleeves. She dances to the table and bows, "Madam must be a person who is proficient in matching incense, and she is right. "

"Good fragrance, good dance, good looks." Wei Caiwei put down her sleeves, but gently raised her chin, "In terms of appearance, you are not as good as the old oiran lady Yingying, but in terms of singing and dancing, you are better than her. I like it. ."

Zhao Quan was the host, and seeing the guests liked it, he quickly said: "You are good at dancing. We Dr. Wei likes it very much. Reward."

Wu Dianyong had already prepared, and gave the dancer a golden arm ring. The golden arm lashes lay on the red silk on the tray, with golden light shining brightly, dazzling his eyes.

Before the dancer could receive the reward, Wei Caiwei got up first, "reach out and I will put it on for you."

Actually want to personally wear her arm ring. The arm shining is a thin circle wound around. Zhao Quan is generous in his actions. This arm shining is almost three-to-two, with a total of more than a dozen circles.

The dancing girl took off her sleeves, showing her arms like lotus roots, which was convenient for wearing her arm studs.

Wei Caiwei slapped her arm clasp to the end and put it on her upper arm. The dancing girl's arm was thin and non-exposed, and the skin and flesh like a tofu brain stuck out in circles, and praised: "A good arm wrapped in gold, beautiful. This way. The most suitable dress for dancing Zhezhi dance."

Upon request from the guests, the musical instrument playing on the bow quickly changed to a Western style Zhezhi song, and the dancer danced the Zhezhi dance with her bare white arms and gold arms wrapped in gold.

Wei Caiwei rose up and danced to the music and danced with the dancers. The dance was actually pretty good!

It is as if the Bodhisattva stepped down from the altar and was with the lay people in the world, feeling the smoke and smoke of the red dust.

Wei Caiwei is indulging in dancing, with the corners of her lips slightly curled up, as if she enjoys dancing with the dancer.

And from beginning to end, she didn't seek the opinion of her lover Wang Daxia, and asked him if he agreed to do so. She didn't even look at Wang Daxia. She made no secret of her appreciation and liking for the dancer.

Zhao Quan and Wu Dianyong have never seen such a woman. It turns out that "dissoluteness" and holiness can be integrated, just like a banished immortal who has been demoted to the mortal world, feeling the emotions and desires of the world at will.

It's no wonder that the children of high-ranking officials like Lu Tongling and Wang Daxia, who have "experienced" and read all the pink powder in the world, are fascinated by her, and they are really different.

From beginning to end, Wang Daxia never showed dissatisfaction. Seeing Wei Caiwei dancing, he was excited to tap the hip flask with his chopsticks with rhythm, and his eyes always stuck to Wei Caiwei, as if he was deeply rooted in love.

The dancer is wearing close-fitting dance clothes, and she has a slender figure, and she is still shirtless. Wei Caiwei wore a large moon white robe that completely covered her figure, and she was able to dance like a flying witch. There was temptation in her holiness, and she didn't lose to the dancers, wonderful!

Wu Dian whispered: "Boss, what about the five male prostitutes waiting to be summoned in the cabin on the first floor? I think Dr. Wei is more interested in dancing girls. The male prostitutes will be disappointed if they come up."

Zhao Quan said: "Let them go in a small boat, they are not needed here." The guests like beautiful women and have to do what they like.

At the end of the Zhezhi song, Wei Caiwei and the dancing girl were spinning together, as if they were getting stronger. The dancing girl kept on, and she kept on.

They didn't want to stop, and the musicians who played the music didn't dare to stop. The flute player was almost out of breath!

The dancer’s dance clothes are light and thin, and her skirt is opened like a lotus, revealing slender and straight legs. The skirt can barely cover the thighs. The dancer’s legs are as smooth and moist as ivory, which makes people unbearable. I want to touch it.

And Wei Caiwei wears a large moon white robe with knee trousers inside, which is tightly covered. When rotating, the robe is like a big drum, covering her whole body, revealing only a bright wrist, but it can be hooked. Infinite reverie, it is pure and lustful.

The dancer often dances, and Wei Caiwei occasionally does it, turning around, like a top, almost languishing and starting to sway from side to side.

Wang Daxia put down the chopsticks that knocked on the hip flask, opened her arms, and wanted to pick her up.

Wei Caiwei couldn't help but fell directly into Wang Daxia's arms with a light smile, clutching her forehead, and acting like a baby in his arms, "Oh, my head is dizzy."

Wang Daxia hugged her up like this and placed it on a chaise couch at the end of the painting boat. This bed was prepared for the rest of the drunken guests. It was separated from the banquet in the painting boat by a translucent embroidered screen, so the noble concubine The movement on the couch, even a turning over, will be heard by the people at the banquet.

Moreover, the embroidered screen is semi-transparent, and the two hugging figures cast on the screen like a shadow puppet show, and the outline of the body is clearly visible.

Squeak!

Wang Daxia put Wei Caiwei on the concubine couch and was about to get up. Wei Caiwei raised her arms and embraced his neck, "Dizzy, rub my temples."

Wang Daxia sat on the edge of the collapse, leaned down, put her thumbs on her temples, and whispered: "Really rubbing?"

Just now, the people who hugged and hugged were separated by a layer of clothing, but now this is the dear of the skin!

Wei Caiwei whispered: "If you rub a temple without losing a piece of meat, just rub it."

Wang Daxia began to knead, and asked in a normal tone: "How strong is it?"

Wei Caiwei said: "It's light, do you use some strength."

Wang Daxia exerted a bit of strength on her fingers and asked, "What about now?"

Wei Caiwei said, "Use more strength."

Under her fingertips, her skin is smooth and delicate, with a little sweat, just like a lotus leaf after the rain. A drop of water rolls on the lotus leaf. Wang Daxia's fingers are placed on the acupuncture points on her face, and she can't bear to rub it hard, as if a little It hurts her when she exerts force.

He couldn't bear it, so Wei Caiwei urged it twice before he really tried hard.

Wei Caiwei yelled softly, "Oh."

Wang Daxia stopped immediately, "It hurts, I said I can't work hard."

Wei Caiwei said: "No, the strength is just right, but the acupuncture point is wrong, you go up a little bit."

"Well, this way?" Wang Daxia obeyed the command like a puppet.

Wei Caiwei said: "A little bit to the left."

Wang Daxia: "Here?"

Wei Caiwei: "Too left, go to the right."

After coming back to life, the ingenious Wang Daxia has obviously regressed. Even pressing a temple is clumsy.

Wang Daxia moved her thumb, "This is always okay, right?"

"It's here." Wei Caiwei let out a sigh, "I feel comfortable, don't stop."

Hearing this sigh, Yumu's head can be opened up, and Wang Daxia, who is a little less skilled in acting, buzzed in his head, as if someone had smashed a hornet's nest, and a swarm of bees danced in his head.

The tips of his ears turned red in an instant, as if dyed with a drop of rouge, and even Wang Xiaoxia was awakened in an instant.

Fortunately, there is a translucent embroidered screen as a concealment, otherwise Wang Daxia will break his work on the spot.

At the banquet outside the embroidered screen, Ding Wu heard the movement inside. He had never eaten pork or saw a pig running by, but he was also ignorant of what was going on.

My sister Banxia! What have you experienced in the past six months? Beijing Huahua World, you are too...

Fortunately, Ding Wu was able to stabilize, and the surface was still calm. He even raised his chopsticks and picked up a slice of white lotus root to eat, as if he was used to this scene.

At the banquet, Zhao Quan and Wu Dian were so knowledgeable, but at this moment they were a little dumbfounded. Are you actually entangled in the painting boat?

Although they couldn't see what happened on the chaise couch across a layer of embroidered screens, they were both people who had eaten pork, and they were incredibly fragrant just by imagination.

Or these high-ranking officials' children and little widows can play!

It is no wonder that Lu Bing would recommend the court female doctor to force Dr. Wei to voluntarily leave Lu Commander. Such a pure and lusty widow, who can hold it!

The little widow didn't let it go, Lu Tongling was afraid that she would be entangled for a lifetime.

At this time, Ding Wu raised his glass nonchalantly, "Come on tonight, a good feast, a good night, a good song and dance, let's have a drink together!"

Zhao Quan and Wu Dianyong followed to toast. Ding Wu must have often seen Wang Yannei and his righteous sister in front of him, so he ignored them and was accustomed to them. Otherwise, how could he be so calm and calm?

The rumors do not deceive me! Truth is more exciting than rumors!

The author has something to say: Technician No. 3's technique is not good~~~~~ Classmate Wang Daxia almost failed to catch the scene of Plucking, so keep working hard.