Extra: Ping An - The servant's imagination 01

Today is the wind and rain are severe, and heavy snow covers the mountain.

On the way back to Lin'an City from Shanxi, you have to pass through the Taihang Mountains. Many convoys are worried that they will be swept into the wind and snow, but at this time there is a carriage walking alone.

Ping An was wearing a bearskin cloak and holding a bamboo whip, urging the horse to move forward quickly. Along the way, the carriage turned left and right, trembling, as if he would slide into the ice cliff of Taihang Mountain if he was not careful.

Despite the difficulty of driving in snowy days, he still chose to move forward in this storm and snowy day. In addition to returning to Beijing as soon as possible to report to Song Shiyan, there is another thing he wants to go back and see her as soon as possible.

When he left, he had passed the August Autumn Festival. Now he returned to Beijing, it was the end of the twelfth lunar month. Her child should have been two months old.

As the father of the child, Mr. Song should take good care of them.It's not his turn to worry about it.

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After the Chinese New Year, he was nineteen years old and would be able to get a crown in two months. Although as a servant's son, his father insisted that he would hold a banquet for him and that he could get married after the crown.

He doesn't want to get married.

It’s not that he knew nothing about men and women, but that he had been running errands with Song Shiyan for many years and had seen a lot of worldly affairs. The officials and their families who came and went to the mansion and their families, and those with low rank would call him Brother Ping An.

But no one of the ladies, ladies and maids he saw could compare to the third young lady.

I still remember the first time I saw her, she wore a moon-white brocade jacket and eight silver-red skirts. The skirt was embroidered with large peony flowers, black black hair was tied high, and a butterfly-shaped snow E was inserted into her temples.

The whole person looks elegant and noble.

Under the sycamore tree, call him Brother Ping An...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a loud crack and the carriage slid down the frozen ramp. When he got out of the car to check, he looked up and shook his whole body. He saw countless winds and snowstorms above his head. Before he could call for help, the wind and snow swept him and the carriage into the abyss.

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A gust of wind and snow blows up countless flying flowers in Taihang Mountains.

In a daze, I felt that I was dragged away from the windy and snowy days of the north wind and entered a warm and quiet place.The body gradually regained consciousness.

He struggled, sat up suddenly, and looked around. This place should be a hunter cave under the Taihang Mountains. There was firewood and food on the bed, but there was a lot of dust. It seemed that few people came after winter.

Little brother, you are waking up, you have been sleeping for a long time.A sweet and sweet voice sounded.

Ping An turned his head and saw a girl with a strange six-petal plum blossom on her forehead, looking at him with affectionate eyes.

Ping An was stunned for a moment, but the woman laughed and called him a fool.

The girl in front of her had a high bun, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her lips were as red as red. She stood there and smiled, as if exactly the same as the beautiful shadow under the sycamore tree back then.

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As the girl's body shaking, the round and undulating breast lines came into his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes darkened, bottomless, as if some emotion was brewing. He lowered his voice and asked her inexplicably: Grandma Third Young Master?

Um?Grandma Santa?Did you call me?My name is Xuenu.The girl looked at him inexplicably.

Under the hazy wind and snow outside the cave, the girl with plump breasts and waist was only wearing a big blue robe, and was only wearing a loose scarlet underwear inside, which made her exposed skin look crystal clear, slightly more vivid than the snowflakes.

He struggled to get up, took a long leg, stepped forward, hooked her chin and forced her to look up at him.

Not understanding his sudden behavior, she stood still and blinked her eyes at him, without panic or loss, so she could only look at him curiously.

Looking closely, I found that her simple face was so delicate that it was flawless, her skin was pink and smooth, and her cat-like mèi eyes were full of spring.

Everything is seductive.

The same appearance, the same voice, and even the same eyes when talking.Is there really such a person in the world?

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You are not Mei Xiannu?

Little brother, I said, my name is Xuenu, and I am Dashan’s daughter.I see you are almost frozen to death. I saved you and you will be mine from now on.Do you know if you want to listen to me in the future?The girl saw him stunned and said to him with a serious face.

But her voice was so sweet that it was dripping with honey. There was no seriousness, but it seemed to be acting coquettish.

Ping An woke up in shock, couldn't help swallowing, the Adam's apple slid, and murmured: OK, I will be yours in the future.Then he leaned back to his sleep. He had thought about it countless times, with his soft and shiny red lips.

Um... let go... The girl's face turned red and she reached out to push him away in resistance, but was pulled into his arms by him with her slender waist. One hand slid along her smooth waistline to her plump buttocks hard, and the other hand returned to her huge breasts.

She panted and broke free from his restraints: Uh...I saved you, how could you do this...

Ping An ignored her, pulled and loosened her nipples, and crushed her nails heavily. Her warm breath fell on her ears. Her mellow voice was bewitching, and she slowly said, the cold wind was howling outside, and it was covered by wind and snow. It was difficult to melt without ten days and half a month.There are only you and me here, of course we want to be yours!Do you like that I just kissed you?

The girl's body was trembling, and the strange desire swelled up from her lower abdomen, and tears wet her eyes. She obviously should have refused, but she still nodded in deception. Well, I like it...

With her acquiescence, Ping An curled her lips and smiled, turned around, and simply untied the bearskin cloak on her body, spread it on the ground, pressed her body, and turned towards the furry bearskin.

She was pressed on her cloak, and the big trooper on her body had long fallen under her feet. After such a toss, the underwear became even looser and half of her perky breasts were exposed.

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Before she could exclaim, she felt two wet and soft things again, and they rolled heavily on her lips, accompanied by a burning breath that belonged to a man.

His heavy breathing was in his ears, his warm breath between his nose, and his eager caressing to his waist... Xue Nu's heart was even hotter and she let out a slight moan.

It turns out that this is human love, a hint of sweetness and a hint of discomfort, and the body is eager to be filled with something.

When she was in a daze, the man's thick tongue penetrated into her little mouth. Xue Nu was kissed by him and her whole body became softer and weaker, and she could not use any strength.

She trembled and stretched out her two snow-white arms, gently wrapped around his neck, and couldn't help but let out a shameful moan.

The man's hot and domineering tongue conquers the city and bullies her little tongue, sucking her saliva dry and then crossing his mouth, and his kissing mouth is swollen.

After kissing for a while, Ping An finally stopped, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.Xuenu was also panting, her cheeks were flushed, and her almond eyes were hazy.

She felt something like a stick poking her under her, hot and thick.