Chapter 3: The Three Are Two Couples

The poem says:

What people admire about beauty is not just about the eyebrows;

I love us, but I don't fear the worldly sneer

What a beautiful true Chu Yu, born with a beautiful figure;

Cui Niangcheng is unfamiliar, Yao Lang is also too crazy

The two phoenix couples are made of elegance and woven silk;

A strange love is right, a romantic moment

Ye Lingyun fell asleep in a daze, and heard the old woman's demonic sound in her ears, and the stains in her vagina were rumbling. She hurriedly pulled up like a mingling with someone. She walked closer to the edge of the bed. When she listened carefully, although the quilt was ringing, it was not like someone was in the bed. She asked in a low voice: Old Mom, what are you doing? You have any wonderful methods? You can kill me and kill fire, so why do you have fun alone? One end said, the other end reached in, and gently took a hand under the belly. Unconsciously, a bunch of them fell to the ground.

What did you say? It turned out to be a cooked carrot, about eight inches long. She usually raised her feet, pinched the radish with both hands, and sent it into the vagina. She was thrusting quickly. She was in a refreshing place, but Ling Yun suddenly reached out and touched it in, and couldn't help laughing: Little slut, slutty, why don't you fall asleep at this time? Instead, I miss you and I'm happy to hear that, and I can't stand it. I'll take it on quickly. When I'm ejaculated with you, you can do it slowly with me for a while, okay?

Ling Yun didn't say anything, hurriedly got into the quilt, and raised her legs high, and stuffed the radish into her vagina with the old woman. In an instant, more than a thousand sucked. Ling Yun felt sour and itchy, and she called out in a very interesting way: My dear mother, shoot Na Luo to death.

The old woman heard that she became more and more lewd, and she didn't care about her wrists being sore and soft, so she slapped her for a while. Then Ling Yun also had a more time with Xuan Yu, and then stopped.

The next day at dinner, Zi'ang first got up with his clothes. Zhensheng hugged Huiniang, and then slept for a while and got up together. Zi'ang smiled and said to Huiniang: Your figure is exactly the same as Zhenlang's length. It seems that you can wear the newly made flower embroidered shirt and hairpin with him, and look like a woman?

Hui Niang opened the box with a smile and changed it to female makeup with Zhensheng. It turned out that Zhensheng's hair was more than five feet long, so she combed it at that time, with peony hair, and a jade butterfly on her temples. She put a big red flower gauze jacket on her upper body, and a blue embroidered shirt outside, and eight silk skirts were tied underneath. She was dressed gracefully and gracefully, as if she was a beautiful woman. Although the so-called appearance of a fish falling from the geese and a beautiful look that was so beautiful that the country was so beautiful that it was so beautiful.

Zi'ang stared at her face, looked at her for a while, and smiled happily: People today say that they are beautiful, and they often praise Xizi Wang Qian. If they compare with Liancheng, they are afraid that they will be difficult to determine what they have cherished. Only a few people will grow lotus step by step

Hui Niang also looked at Zhensheng, it turned out to be better than a beauty

But see:

The body is graceful, the attitude is Ting, the nose is leaning against Qiong Yao, the eyes are filled with autumn water

The eyebrows are green without being distorted, and the lips are red without being distorted

Develop beautiful hair, all of which can be covered with clouds

The sky and the delicate figure, the cutest peach blossom cheeks,

If you try to dance your sleeves in Wu Palace, you should also be invincible

If you want to wear a long skirt in the Han Palace, you will definitely be a special favorite

Among the red brocade, there are also romantic drama caves

Why do you need to follow the golden lotus in the sole of white silk

As the saying goes, the willows are soft in spring, and the lotus is beautiful in autumn and the cute baby is jealous of it. He also praised the dream in the Luo River and the nightfall is in the night, and he went straight to a section of clouds in Wushan.

Zhensheng also looked at himself in the mirror and wandered for a while, and said without realizing a smile: Since the heaven gave birth to me with such a look, why not become a woman even if she is like Yang Taizhen of the West, spreading the names and colors of beauty, making the romantic people in the world admire him as crazy as they see him. They all wish to be unavailable at the moment, and they also wish to hold themselves in Pingkangliu Lane to kill all the frivolous prodigal sons, and be a romance to be a traitor, but how can a man turn his appearance into a crazy person?

Hui Niang also smiled and said: If a man is wearing a woman's makeup, he can walk on the neighborhood once. I wish to be a man as a wife for life.

Zhensheng said: What's wrong with this? The people of this world are like maize and Wei, who are humble and beg for mercy at the door of the power and good fortune. Although the crown and belt are majestic, they are no different from women. It is better than me to be self-righteous. Why not let women wear silk robes? Even if you walk all day, even if you are a single person, you will be my sister and a wife and concubine. However, you have already had a bed with me, then I will be your husband. I will be your sister, and I will be my husband. Are you going to want my sister? I am a concubine? I am a husband?

Before Hui Niang answered, Zi Ang said: I cherish my body and I have it for me all day long. I don’t hesitate to give it to you. They are all romantic things. Since I play with makeup for women, I will joke around. From now on, I will be my wife. My concubine will prepare for my wife at the end of the month. They will look for couples in front of the lamp. They will not know how to make a difference between them. Will they be able to share the same idea?

Zhensheng applauded and said: Miaomiao Miao should quickly organize the auspicious banquet, so let Lingyun be the guru. You might as well play in the romantic scene.

Yao Zi'ang was originally a foolish and casual person, and he was very excited. He quickly prepared the incense, candle and fruit utensils. First, Zhensheng took off his hairpin and changed his makeup to his men's makeup. Then he invited Hui Niang to worship both of them. He looked like the one who was a relative, went to the family to worship the Kitchen God, and even sat on the bed to spread the tent, making a group of music and a ritual. He still liked Lingyun, who had been practicing singing "Welcome the Immortals" since childhood, and was the only one who was a master, but only spreading the tent words. Zhensheng made new words to pay for Lingyun

The words said:

Spread the tent, peach blossoms and red mattress embroidered with lotus

Mandarin ducks are not only good for both sides, males are females and females are males

This is really strange

The peacocks are cheering and the curtains are rolling up the spring breeze and mist

Spread the tent south, and the jade pot and wine are beautiful together.

The tent is full of soul and dreams, and the grass on the chest is suitable for men

Spread the tent north, forever and without any separation

Three people's hearts are like one person's heart, two places are full of emotions

Spread the tent, the infatuated and erotic things are extraordinary

The bright moon is always watching the two joys, and the breeze is often hilarious

Spread the tent, the doorway is full of joy and green onions

The embroidered belt of mandarin ducks is now tied, and the jade quilt is now the same

Spread the tent, the spring night should be priceless

It's not a flower, don't try the new red and white pars

Every time Lingyun sang a line, she made the gentle voice, which attracted Xuan Yu Fei Tao. A group of men and women all smiled so hard that their eyes were sore. When Hui Niang was laughing, she was laughing. She didn't even stop drinking at the end of the ceremony. Zhensheng stretched out the paper and wrote poems to tell the story: Why should the red leaves be used as a matchmaker? If you are destined to be a fairy platform; the pearl curtain has been exhausted, and the embroidered house has been opened from the night moon, and the mandarin ducks are gathered together, looking for the laughter and clouds to come from the gorge; but I only have to stop the romantic affairs, and the flowers of a tree are planted in two places.

That night, the love of love was not to be described in detail since the end of life, either using male makeup or dressing up as a woman, making romantic jokes, and having fun of her songs.

Suddenly one day, the county Zhongzun beat Cui Qiyun Qu into a call, Shen Wen started Jiefutai, and the night before leaving, he went to the village to say goodbye. Hui Niang cried so hard that her throat was dry and hoarse, and she burst into tears to send Zi Ang was worried, so she had to buy a boat to go to Wuchang Zhensheng at home, and she had fun with Hui Niang every day.

One afternoon, I suddenly saw a woman who was about forty years old. Although she was late, she was born with a clear appearance. She said to Hui Niang deeply: The eldest girl went to Guanyin Temple first, lit incense and candles, and then came to visit the girl. When she arrived at the door, Hui Niang heard that, she ordered Fei Tao to make tea, and called Xuan Yu and Ling Yun

When he went out to welcome the door, Zhensheng called out and asked: Who is that woman just now?

Hui Niang said: It was my sister's mother, Qiulian. Because my sister burned incense, she went to me to come and report that I didn't know the time. The man's intention was to see him or not.

Zhensheng said: Since I am the elder sister, I am the aunt, and I am in a manner of politeness. How can I avoid being dismissed but I don’t know if I am the widowed Lan Niang?

Hui Niang smiled and said: What a shameless person, you must recognize your aunt. I know that although I am loving to you, if you still tell me the reason for your private marriage, wouldn’t it make my widowed sister ridiculed me if I want to meet you, unless I change to make a female makeup, I will agree to it at the right time and don’t show my feet.

Masato nodded and smiled, quickly dressed up in front of the mirror, changed his shirt and skirt

Ling Yun hurriedly walked in to report: Where is my mother, Aunt Zhao has come in. Hui Niang greeted her with a smile. Zhensheng also followed her to see Lan Niang after meeting her. How could she give birth to makeup? But see:

Light Luo shirt, white Suyan skirt, tender and loose pear blond face, no need to apply lead powder

The black snow-haired hair is better than a touch of plum blossom

The waist is better than the little man, and the lotus steps are moving and the willows are drifting

The mouth is like Fan Su, and the sound of the oriole is full of singing

It was the Han Palace that the beautiful woman in Wu said Da Qiao

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you must have three points of filial piety. Lan Niang has natural beauty, but because of her light makeup, she looks more beautiful. She really sees her. She doesn't feel that she is so beautiful. She secretly calls her beauty. She has a little evil intention of stealing fragrance and jade.

Lan Niang also brought Zhensheng from top to bottom, and after a while, she asked: This aunt has never known each other, but is she the brother-in-law's favor?

Hui Niang replied: This is Yao Lang’s cousin. The Zhen girl is only one year shorter than her sister.

Lan Niang smiled and said: Xiang Ting said that my two sisters are also somewhat colored. Now the real aunt is here, and she feels dirty. She is just fortunate to meet her for the first time. She shouldn’t speak out abruptly. According to the aunt’s beauty, she can be said to be one of them among a thousand. Why don’t you tie the golden lotus up? What a pity!

Zhensheng also replied with a smile: I am a slut in Pu Liu's posture, which is a humiliating aunt's love and a misfortune. Isn't it shameful to be a shame? However, I am also accused of being a widow. Unfortunately, at such a little age, I am a widow. I don't know how old I am to get married and how long has the husband passed away?

Lan Niang heard that when she touched her heart, she frowned and sighed slightly: I have been married to her husband for half a year, but she died of weak symptoms. It has been another three months since she was a year and three months.

Hui Niang said: Time is fast. I remember that as my sister was sent to the grave, it was a blink of an eye. It was the end of the year. This year, I was going to go with my sister. I just said that I would light a candle in the temple, but I have always had a wish, or a new one recently.

Lan Niang said: Because my father suffered an unintentional disaster and was asked by the dirty official again, this time, the Jiedu Hall will have more and less good luck, so I specially made a stick of incense and begged the masters to beg for the mercy and silent blessings.

Hui Niang said: Sister, please don’t worry. I heard that I have arrived at the new station. I have entrusted Yao Lang with a stern and clear manner. After waiting for the letter, I will go to the court to report on the date. I hope that the emperor will have eyes and will never sink into the sea.

After saying that, he urged Ling Yun to take out the wine and put it on a golden lacquer table with Yang Fei's footsteps Zhensheng wanted to let Lan Niang chief. Lan Niang pushed for a while and had to sit on the left and right side, facing Lan Niang and Hui Niang sat under Zhensheng's shoulder. The three of them sat together, talking and laughing, drinking happily, Lan Niang looked at Zhensheng carefully, and Lan Niang also kept staring at Zhensheng at all times.

There was a moment of wine drying, and Zhensheng called the pen and inkstone, and smiled at Lan Niang, saying: I am lucky to meet with the aunt, although I have read a few words, I dare not hide my shortcomings, and I always want to use slang words. I am very ashamed of the donkey and the dog barking, and I am very generous and laughed.

Lan Niang said: I don’t know the child, so I can tell the interests of the poem. Since I was given a helping hand, I dare not ask for a pearl or jade. I really thought without thinking. I picked up the rabbit hair and immediately wrote it into five words:

I suspect it is coming to the summer, the spring breeze swept through the hair, the plum blossoms are surprised by the plain shadows, the new willows learn to weave moths and hate the orioles, how can you know the soulmate be good? You don’t have to peek at the beautiful soul, you only enjoy Chang’e

Lan Niang read it again and smiled again and said: Even though I am lonely and silent, how dare I use Chang'e to steal medicine? I am humiliated and praised it. I can be ashamed of my sweat, but I am not aware of my words. Since Zhao Lang abandoned the world, I have kept my eyebrows and rosy guitars, and I am like the branches behind spring, avoiding the moon and the window, and my heart is as cold as the snow and ice. I have never been a reference to the palace and merchants. Even if there is a piano sound, I don't want to hear it. Why do I compare Zhuo Wen? I can't just joke with me!

Hui Niang hurriedly took the poem away and put it aside and said: Everyone should have a glass of wine, why should you do this cold life? That is, she called Lingyun, folded into a branch of red plum blossoms, and let the beautiful peach beat the drum, and urged the flowers to pass on the noisy flowers.

Zhensheng threw a look at Hui Niang, Hui Niang subconsciously told Fei Tao that when she waited for the flower to come to Aunt Zhao's hand, she had to stop the drums and where did Lan Niang wake up. She drank several cups in a row, but Qiu Lian was obedient and couldn't hold back. Then the flower came to Lan Niang and Lan Niang received the hand, and she was eager to hand it over to Zhen Sheng, Zhen Sheng, but the sound of Fei Tao's drum was gone. Qiu Lian stroked her palm from the side and said: The eldest girl has been plotted against, I am afraid she will be intoxicated.

Lan Niang suddenly woke up and said: Yes! Yes! The strange Taoist flower was just obtained, and the drum sounded like a sudden sound. It turned out that you and the two of you used the trick.

Zhensheng was with Hui Niang, and she was so sad that she felt a lot of stomachache when she leaned on the chair. She was already late at night. She was eager to get in the room and wanted to sleep with Zhensheng. Zhensheng was secretly happy and asked Hui Niang quietly. Hui Niang changed color and said: The language movements are still afraid of showing flaws, but you forgot yourself. If you are a female, can you sleep with your sister?

Zhensheng had no choice but to push Lan Niang away, but he felt a little unhappy. He sat on the edge of the bed, carried the tender and pointed little feet, took off the shark silk, wrapped them up layer by layer, wrapped them up, and then took off the upper and lower clothes and got into the quilt. His white and loose waist and moist fragrance were not covered at all. He saw that the lust was so hot that he could hold it. He quickly blew out the silver lamp and crawled to Hui Niang's head to sleep.

It turned out that in the room, leaning against the south head, two pear wood cool beds were arranged, and only apart were apart. Yu Huiniang had eaten a few more cups. Before she went to bed, she was already excited. She reached out to touch Zhensheng's words, straight and hard as iron. She immediately raised her body and slid it onto her belly, inserting the dust tail into her. She didn't reach fifty or sixty, and the water in her vagina flowed out, gradually overflowing with sound.

Hui Niang leaned down and said: My sister is not asleep yet, so come slowly. How can she hide it if she hears it?

Although Zhensheng agreed to his promise, he only thought about Lan Niang's romantic and wonderful thing, and wished he could get it immediately. He was full of desire and was red, as high as Mount Tai and as vast as the sea. With your careful ting, how could he bear it? Just a little deeper, shallower, and thrust hard and get to the point where it is important. Hui Niang felt very happy. How could he remember Lan Niang, right behind the bed, still babbling, screaming and making many things to do

Unexpectedly, Lan Niang did not sleep at first, although she felt a little noise, she was still not in her heart. Later, the foot of the bed swayed, and even the hook of the tent was jingling and was shaken. She said in shock: This is so surprising, why do women treat women like clouds and rain? Could it be that this real aunt is pretending to be a man? She thought again: Could it be that Hui Niang was stealing a man with her uncle on her back? Even if there are many beautiful men in the world, she doesn't believe that there are such a handsome one.

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard Hui Niang panting and scolding with a smile: Short-lived guy! You are sucking one or two thousand again, making me so impatient. I should know the life or death. Could it be that I have shot someone to death and don’t pay for my life?

Zhensheng also scolded with a smile: Little slut, don't lie, just pour out your slut, and keep lifting the tip of your buttocks up. If you want to fuck this way, you will never cum.

When Lan Niang heard this, she understood that she immediately left behind the bitterness of Bingxin for the other three months of that year. She felt that it was like a hundred scabies in her vagina, which was bitten by itchy and painful, and it was really hard to stop. So she turned around: This is only what my widows should do. My sister has a husband and has to deal with others. This can be regarded as a slut.

He heard it again and said: "Love your heart and soul, you feel like you are pulling in and out of this thing. What is the situation? If you are willing to explain it in detail, you will have a great pleasure to have with you."

The girl Hui responded: "A stinky prisoner, just ask it, it's sour and it feels a bit spicy and not very interesting. But the glans shot deep into it, and itchy inside it. It's actually amazing.

Later, the voice gradually became lower and it was not clear that it could only be heard. It kept ringing. Lan Niang was trying to hold back her heart, but she couldn't help but call Hui Niang and fight her all the way. She didn't dare to open her mouth and bit the corner of the quilt, swallowed her greed, and even clamped her legs tightly, barely stammering for a while. When she listened again, it was silent.

But when the moonlight shone in the window, it shines brightly on the room. I reach out to touch it. The vagina is wet and greasy, and some semen flows out. I quickly get up and wipe it clean with paper. I secretly lifted it up. I looked at it with my head, mouth to mouth, and hugged Lan Niang, and sighed: My sister, don't look at me with my heart, pretending to be a woman, coaxing me, but I teach me to be naked and not beware of it. I saw the dawn of the man. I don't want to say it out loud, see how she hides it. I can't stop thinking about it in my heart, tossing and turning, and I can't close my eyes and get close to the rooster. The drowsy spirit is trapped.