Perhaps it was because of the long-term relationship between the younger sister and Yao Ji. The occasional small movements made Zhang Ning feel that she had the shadow of Yao Ji. Indeed, Mrs. Yao is a person who can influence the surroundings.
The night in the Chu Palace was very quiet, so quiet that it made people feel that if someone snored in another room, it could almost be heard here.
I don’t know how long it will be. In ancient times, the way I can usually judge time at night like this was to listen to the night watchman knocking on the gong or watch the hourglass, otherwise I wouldn’t know how long it would be before dawn.
The light outside is very dim, but it can be seen that there is a street lamp stand; there is no noise, but it can be imagined that there are actually many people living around...
This is completely different from the scattered countryside in the south. Zhang Ning remembered countless nights when he was a child, dark nights, and there were many wild graves and barren mountains around the house. The inexplicable fear that followed was unforgettable in the depths of consciousness.
Therefore, he always yearned for urban life where people lived in a large number of people, just like in the Chu Palace in the ancient Wuchang City, many people lived more or less connected to each other.
In such a quiet moment, he hugged Zhang Xiaomei, as if he had found some comfort.
In a gentle and peaceful state, another turmoil surged in my heart.
There was a girl who was almost eighteen years old in her arms. Zhang Ning was putting her hands in her clothes, rubbing her body...
Somehow, when I realized it, it became very ambiguous.
Hum... A soft moan sounded beside me, lazy and gentle, just like the sound of the little girl when she got up and stretched in the early morning.
Zhang Xiaomei's body naturally bowed upwards, and a hint of flush appeared on her face.
That was because Zhang Ning just twisted her nipples with her fingers without any concealment.
Before, he just touched it and didn't want to do it too much, but he kept his palms on her chest for a while, so he instinctively wanted to go further...
As the philosophers say, things are a process of movement, not static.
Everything is developing, just like the ambiguity between men and women, starting with a look and a small hint, and then it will continue to go further; because he touched his younger sister's breasts, he couldn't stay there and touch them all night?
This process will have a standard end. If no one stops its development, going to bed will undoubtedly be the end point from the story of ancient talented men and beautiful women to the romantic encounters in later generations.
Perhaps men don’t just want to go to bed, but just to get a good start and end things, and always want to have a destination, otherwise it will feel frustrated if they fail?
Zhang Ning turned his head and looked at the little girl's face. The scattered black hair covered her white face, her cheeks were red, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was a little heavy in her jade-like nose, as if she was asleep and started snoring lightly.
She acted very quietly, and naturally she had no intention of resisting.
Then if this process ends halfway, Zhang Ning can only take the initiative to turn back.
But he was not willing to look back. The restlessness in his heart was natural, very delicate, without any heart-wrenching entanglement and uncontrollable desires; it was like waking up in a winter morning and obsessed with the warmth in the quilt and unwilling to get up. It was very natural, but it was not uncontrollable.
Zhang Xiaomei has a slim figure, but she feels very soft when she holds her arms. Her body is filled with a light fragrance, which smells very nice, just like a cute flower that makes people love it very much, but can't enjoy it from afar.
He looked at Zhang Xiaomei's beautiful face, plump forehead, and even when her big eyes were closed, her trembling eyelashes were very beautiful, and her cheeks had that shy color, which made people unable to help themselves.
Her lips are very attractive in shape, with a youthful smoothness, and have not yet been contaminated with the dust of the world.
Zhang Ning wanted to kiss her, but remembered that she was drunk last night and didn't wash up. She was afraid that the breath in her mouth was not very good, so she held it back to avoid destroying the beautiful feeling.
I think she is not her biological girl, and it seems that doing so is not a big sin; Zhang Ning is always restrained, and for a moment he reflects on himself is largely for his reputation and political interests...
If you dare not keep it, then perhaps excessive care will be her burden.
At this time, Zhang Ning slowly moved his palm down, stroked her lower abdomen, and had already touched the position of her navel.
He suddenly became nervous, as if he was stealing something, moving something that shouldn't have moved.
The skin on the lower abdomen is soft and smooth as satin, and the feel is very good. When you go down, you suddenly touch a bone, which is the position of the pubic bone. Zhang Ning's fingers also felt the fluffy touch on the bone.
Brother... The little sister suddenly held his hand gently and opened her eyes.Of course, the 18-year-old girl has already become sensible and knows that there is a place for others to touch it is a serious matter.
His hands stopped there, neither forcibly sliding against her will nor retracting.
He put his mouth to her temples and whispered: Brother knows that this is wrong, but he likes my little sister so much. You ask me to touch it, and you are willing to die...
He felt ashamed when he said this. He was a little anxious and overly shameless when he wanted to die. He seemed to be in a panic, and it was not his style.
However, in fact, too many distracting thoughts and too many considerations just now have already dissipated Zhang Ning's desires; or he has never been very eccentric about Zhang Xiaomei, and he still regards her as his sister to a large extent. Even if she is very beautiful and has a good figure, she has never physically just a slight desire to get close to her.
The reason he speaks like this is because a woman's biological instinct is more willing to happen to the opposite sex who desires to get her.
He hoped that the younger sister felt at this time that he wanted to get her so that she could have good memories of the experience she had just begun.
Zhang Ning couldn't help but think about her from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, when Zhang Xiaomei heard this, her hand loosened a little, and her other hand gently covered his lips: I'm afraid you can't help it for a while, it will make people hurt. I screamed, "Well, that's not bad?"
No, take off your skirt and let me kiss it.Zhang Ning said anxiously on purpose, but his mouth was very clear and calm.
Zhang Xiaomei's face turned red: If you don't kiss so many places, you have to kiss the ugliest places.I'm so embarrassed and look ugly when I spread my legs like this...
Be good, listen to me, it's okay.
Zhang Ning coaxed her gently, while slowly pulling her skirt waist.
Sure enough, Zhang Xiaomei stopped resisting. Her trust in Zhang Ning had reached a deep level and she could not pull back the four horses.
She arched her waist up and raised her hips, so that the waist of the skirt in Zhang Ning could easily fade to her thighs.
……
It wasn't long. The messy little sister Zhang snuggled up to Zhang Ning's arm and panted. Her body was as soft as if she had no bones. A few strands of hair were stuck to her mouth by sweat. Her face was pale and beautiful, but she seemed to have a hint of charm.
She reached out and touched Zhang Ning's mouth curiously, and finally closed her eyes and said: So tired... I'm going to sleep.
Zhang Ning hurriedly shook her shoulder: Now you have to go back to your room to sleep, it won’t work to sleep in my bed until dawn.
There is no strength at all, please carry me back.
She said lazily, maybe I'd better lie by the bed and make do with it all night, I really can't move anymore, why is my brother's tongue...shamed, forget it.
Zhang Ning said: I'm not doing anything yet. Look, you have torn the bed sheets, and a large piece is still wet. The girl who cleaned up the bed tomorrow morning must suspect that I had wet the bed.
Oh, stop talking!
Zhang Xiaomei said coquettishly.
She paused and buried her head in his arms and whispered: It turns out that being with her brother is okay...
Zhang Ning coaxed her a few more words and finally convinced her to put on her dress randomly. Before dawn, she didn't need to comb her hair.Then he got up and took the lights and sent her back from the corridor.
The lights in the room she lives in were still on and the door was closed. It was probably the girl was waiting for Zhang Xiaomei to go back.
But now there is no sound inside, and I guess everyone is asleep.
Zhang Ning raised his chin inside: Go in, you can be lazy in bed tomorrow morning.
Just as Zhang Xiaomei moved a few steps, she suddenly turned around and threw herself into his arms and said coquettishly: Go to my room to spend the night.
She didn't hear Zhang Ning's answer, and she knew it was impossible, so she said a little disappointedly, and she really didn't want to leave her brother for a moment.
After getting tired for a while, she was asked to go back to her room.
The next morning, Zhang Ning got up early and took a shower and changed his clothes, put on a yellow robe, wore a black sand haircut, and then went to have breakfast after dressing up. He planned to visit Emperor Jianwen first today.
The beauty in the palace could not be too addicted to her voice. He felt that after returning from a victory outside, he should report to the emperor in person due to his feelings and reason, so as to stabilize the people of Emperor Jianwen and his men...
When Queen Ma arrives in Wuchang City, will Yao Ji show her a bloody head?
Zhang Ning felt that she would calm down after a while. The political wisdom that Yao Ji had always shown was enough to make people believe, and she could definitely figure it out. Maybe she could find another opportunity to persuade her.
Zhang Ning's mind kept thinking about many things, his condition during the day was completely different from that at night. In broad daylight, he felt that he was stronger again, and he was in a good mood. No one could easily touch him.
The injury on the leg has gradually improved recently, and it is no problem to walk slowly.
But in the morning, I met Zhang Xiaomei, who was also early in the dining room. She was really a little girl who was not easy to hide her thoughts. She had a red face and looked at her affectionately from time to time, and everything was written on her face.
Zhang Ning was a little worried and asked someone to see it. Someone might have seen it. Yao Ji smiled and seemed to say: I know everything.
He didn't care about it for a moment, so he had to pretend not to know.I thought to myself: It makes sense for my little sister to stick to me. I didn’t save her last time. Everyone knows that our brother and sister have a good relationship.
The night in the Chu Palace was very quiet, so quiet that it made people feel that if someone snored in another room, it could almost be heard here.
I don’t know how long it will be. In ancient times, the way I can usually judge time at night like this was to listen to the night watchman knocking on the gong or watch the hourglass, otherwise I wouldn’t know how long it would be before dawn.
The light outside is very dim, but it can be seen that there is a street lamp stand; there is no noise, but it can be imagined that there are actually many people living around...
This is completely different from the scattered countryside in the south. Zhang Ning remembered countless nights when he was a child, dark nights, and there were many wild graves and barren mountains around the house. The inexplicable fear that followed was unforgettable in the depths of consciousness.
Therefore, he always yearned for urban life where people lived in a large number of people, just like in the Chu Palace in the ancient Wuchang City, many people lived more or less connected to each other.
In such a quiet moment, he hugged Zhang Xiaomei, as if he had found some comfort.
In a gentle and peaceful state, another turmoil surged in my heart.
There was a girl who was almost eighteen years old in her arms. Zhang Ning was putting her hands in her clothes, rubbing her body...
Somehow, when I realized it, it became very ambiguous.
Hum... A soft moan sounded beside me, lazy and gentle, just like the sound of the little girl when she got up and stretched in the early morning.
Zhang Xiaomei's body naturally bowed upwards, and a hint of flush appeared on her face.
That was because Zhang Ning just twisted her nipples with her fingers without any concealment.
Before, he just touched it and didn't want to do it too much, but he kept his palms on her chest for a while, so he instinctively wanted to go further...
As the philosophers say, things are a process of movement, not static.
Everything is developing, just like the ambiguity between men and women, starting with a look and a small hint, and then it will continue to go further; because he touched his younger sister's breasts, he couldn't stay there and touch them all night?
This process will have a standard end. If no one stops its development, going to bed will undoubtedly be the end point from the story of ancient talented men and beautiful women to the romantic encounters in later generations.
Perhaps men don’t just want to go to bed, but just to get a good start and end things, and always want to have a destination, otherwise it will feel frustrated if they fail?
Zhang Ning turned his head and looked at the little girl's face. The scattered black hair covered her white face, her cheeks were red, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was a little heavy in her jade-like nose, as if she was asleep and started snoring lightly.
She acted very quietly, and naturally she had no intention of resisting.
Then if this process ends halfway, Zhang Ning can only take the initiative to turn back.
But he was not willing to look back. The restlessness in his heart was natural, very delicate, without any heart-wrenching entanglement and uncontrollable desires; it was like waking up in a winter morning and obsessed with the warmth in the quilt and unwilling to get up. It was very natural, but it was not uncontrollable.
Zhang Xiaomei has a slim figure, but she feels very soft when she holds her arms. Her body is filled with a light fragrance, which smells very nice, just like a cute flower that makes people love it very much, but can't enjoy it from afar.
He looked at Zhang Xiaomei's beautiful face, plump forehead, and even when her big eyes were closed, her trembling eyelashes were very beautiful, and her cheeks had that shy color, which made people unable to help themselves.
Her lips are very attractive in shape, with a youthful smoothness, and have not yet been contaminated with the dust of the world.
Zhang Ning wanted to kiss her, but remembered that she was drunk last night and didn't wash up. She was afraid that the breath in her mouth was not very good, so she held it back to avoid destroying the beautiful feeling.
I think she is not her biological girl, and it seems that doing so is not a big sin; Zhang Ning is always restrained, and for a moment he reflects on himself is largely for his reputation and political interests...
If you dare not keep it, then perhaps excessive care will be her burden.
At this time, Zhang Ning slowly moved his palm down, stroked her lower abdomen, and had already touched the position of her navel.
He suddenly became nervous, as if he was stealing something, moving something that shouldn't have moved.
The skin on the lower abdomen is soft and smooth as satin, and the feel is very good. When you go down, you suddenly touch a bone, which is the position of the pubic bone. Zhang Ning's fingers also felt the fluffy touch on the bone.
Brother... The little sister suddenly held his hand gently and opened her eyes.Of course, the 18-year-old girl has already become sensible and knows that there is a place for others to touch it is a serious matter.
His hands stopped there, neither forcibly sliding against her will nor retracting.
He put his mouth to her temples and whispered: Brother knows that this is wrong, but he likes my little sister so much. You ask me to touch it, and you are willing to die...
He felt ashamed when he said this. He was a little anxious and overly shameless when he wanted to die. He seemed to be in a panic, and it was not his style.
However, in fact, too many distracting thoughts and too many considerations just now have already dissipated Zhang Ning's desires; or he has never been very eccentric about Zhang Xiaomei, and he still regards her as his sister to a large extent. Even if she is very beautiful and has a good figure, she has never physically just a slight desire to get close to her.
The reason he speaks like this is because a woman's biological instinct is more willing to happen to the opposite sex who desires to get her.
He hoped that the younger sister felt at this time that he wanted to get her so that she could have good memories of the experience she had just begun.
Zhang Ning couldn't help but think about her from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, when Zhang Xiaomei heard this, her hand loosened a little, and her other hand gently covered his lips: I'm afraid you can't help it for a while, it will make people hurt. I screamed, "Well, that's not bad?"
No, take off your skirt and let me kiss it.Zhang Ning said anxiously on purpose, but his mouth was very clear and calm.
Zhang Xiaomei's face turned red: If you don't kiss so many places, you have to kiss the ugliest places.I'm so embarrassed and look ugly when I spread my legs like this...
Be good, listen to me, it's okay.
Zhang Ning coaxed her gently, while slowly pulling her skirt waist.
Sure enough, Zhang Xiaomei stopped resisting. Her trust in Zhang Ning had reached a deep level and she could not pull back the four horses.
She arched her waist up and raised her hips, so that the waist of the skirt in Zhang Ning could easily fade to her thighs.
……
It wasn't long. The messy little sister Zhang snuggled up to Zhang Ning's arm and panted. Her body was as soft as if she had no bones. A few strands of hair were stuck to her mouth by sweat. Her face was pale and beautiful, but she seemed to have a hint of charm.
She reached out and touched Zhang Ning's mouth curiously, and finally closed her eyes and said: So tired... I'm going to sleep.
Zhang Ning hurriedly shook her shoulder: Now you have to go back to your room to sleep, it won’t work to sleep in my bed until dawn.
There is no strength at all, please carry me back.
She said lazily, maybe I'd better lie by the bed and make do with it all night, I really can't move anymore, why is my brother's tongue...shamed, forget it.
Zhang Ning said: I'm not doing anything yet. Look, you have torn the bed sheets, and a large piece is still wet. The girl who cleaned up the bed tomorrow morning must suspect that I had wet the bed.
Oh, stop talking!
Zhang Xiaomei said coquettishly.
She paused and buried her head in his arms and whispered: It turns out that being with her brother is okay...
Zhang Ning coaxed her a few more words and finally convinced her to put on her dress randomly. Before dawn, she didn't need to comb her hair.Then he got up and took the lights and sent her back from the corridor.
The lights in the room she lives in were still on and the door was closed. It was probably the girl was waiting for Zhang Xiaomei to go back.
But now there is no sound inside, and I guess everyone is asleep.
Zhang Ning raised his chin inside: Go in, you can be lazy in bed tomorrow morning.
Just as Zhang Xiaomei moved a few steps, she suddenly turned around and threw herself into his arms and said coquettishly: Go to my room to spend the night.
She didn't hear Zhang Ning's answer, and she knew it was impossible, so she said a little disappointedly, and she really didn't want to leave her brother for a moment.
After getting tired for a while, she was asked to go back to her room.
The next morning, Zhang Ning got up early and took a shower and changed his clothes, put on a yellow robe, wore a black sand haircut, and then went to have breakfast after dressing up. He planned to visit Emperor Jianwen first today.
The beauty in the palace could not be too addicted to her voice. He felt that after returning from a victory outside, he should report to the emperor in person due to his feelings and reason, so as to stabilize the people of Emperor Jianwen and his men...
When Queen Ma arrives in Wuchang City, will Yao Ji show her a bloody head?
Zhang Ning felt that she would calm down after a while. The political wisdom that Yao Ji had always shown was enough to make people believe, and she could definitely figure it out. Maybe she could find another opportunity to persuade her.
Zhang Ning's mind kept thinking about many things, his condition during the day was completely different from that at night. In broad daylight, he felt that he was stronger again, and he was in a good mood. No one could easily touch him.
The injury on the leg has gradually improved recently, and it is no problem to walk slowly.
But in the morning, I met Zhang Xiaomei, who was also early in the dining room. She was really a little girl who was not easy to hide her thoughts. She had a red face and looked at her affectionately from time to time, and everything was written on her face.
Zhang Ning was a little worried and asked someone to see it. Someone might have seen it. Yao Ji smiled and seemed to say: I know everything.
He didn't care about it for a moment, so he had to pretend not to know.I thought to myself: It makes sense for my little sister to stick to me. I didn’t save her last time. Everyone knows that our brother and sister have a good relationship.
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