bookcurios Chapter 234: Capture him
Chapter 234: Capture him
Her lotus steps are light, her skirt is swaying, and she is breathing softly.
Even though I haven't seen the person, just by hearing his voice, I can still feel the person's graceful demeanor like a delicate flower reflecting in the water or a weak willow swaying in the wind.
"Miss Mu." Seeing that she had no intention of stopping, Yu Heng's lips tightened, unable to control his expression any longer, and he reminded her.
She lifted her jade feet lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then fell forward deeper.
"Master, how have you been lately?" The sweet and pleasant voice echoed crisply in the humid mist, seeping into Yu Heng's ears, making his heartstrings slightly twitch and his emotions surge.
In silence, Mu Yao slowly sat on the stone platform beside him, lowered her eyes, turned half her body to the side, and looked at the boy in the spring with an obscure gaze.
Yu Heng's face was calm, but his arms, which were supported on both sides of the spring wall, were already muscular and full of veins.
The slightly curled black hair was messily attached to his temples. The wisps of water vapor condensed into crystal clear water droplets, which flowed along his forehead, across his perfect facial contours, and then fell on his white collarbone and sank into the spring.
Yu Heng stared at the beauty who was too beautiful yet so close in front of him without blinking, and the hidden color in his eyes flickered slightly.
"Everything is fine. I wonder why Miss Mu came to see me at this time?" His eyes slowly moved down along Mu Yao's delicate eyebrows, pink lips, and perfect swan neck, and finally stopped on the large, silvery and snow-white breasts.
The beauty's slender left arm, like a solidified lotus root, was lazily supported on the stone platform, her body slightly leaning forward, revealing her curvy figure, which was breathtaking.
Suddenly, she raised her right hand, reached into the pool, scooped up some spring water, and gently splashed it on his chest.
"Master, it's a hot summer day, don't you feel hot soaking in the spring water?" Mu Yao's lips curved slightly, the smile in her eyes did not reach her bottom, but it reflected her heroic look.
A few drops of water splashed up, hung on his collarbone, reluctant to fall, rolled slightly for a few times, and merged with the water droplets condensed from the mist and fell into the spring, raising two crisp "ding ding" sounds.
The young man's breathing quickened, and the heat in his body became increasingly confused as the beauty approached him. He pressed his fingertips hard on the spring wall and rubbed it twice, then stretched his arms to pick up the nearby bath towel.
Mu Yao's eyes dimmed slightly, and she quickly grabbed his right wrist and held him down.
"Master, how about letting me try the water temperature as well?"
She tiptoed, took off her embroidered shoes, turned around and changed her sitting position, with both legs submerged in the water.
The water temperature was just right, not as hot as expected. Her legs gently slid twice, creating ripples that were coated with a light golden color in the morning light.
Yu Heng pursed his lips and stared at the two slender legs rising and falling in the water. His Adam's apple rolled several times and his eyes gradually became dangerous.
What she did today created a bond between the two of them, and they were destined to be inseparable in this life.
"Miss Mu, do you know what you are doing?"
The boy confirmed with her again. He was practicing Taoism, not becoming a monk, so once he took off his clothes, he would no longer be a master, but just an ordinary boy.
What? Take you!
Mu Yao took a deep breath, suppressed her self-destructive shyness, raised her eyes faintly, opened her lips with a smile, slowly stretched out one of her jade legs, raised her exquisitely carved jade lotus foot, rubbed it along his broad chest little by little to his charming and protruding Adam's apple, and touched it lightly twice.
"Is it appropriate for you to still call me Miss Mu for now?" Mu Yao stared at his expression closely. If he showed any sign of retreat, don't blame her for doing something more outrageous.
Courage only lasts for a moment. Once it's gone, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky to gather it again.
Mu Yao didn't think she had the courage to do it twice.
Suddenly, the slender jade feet were grabbed unexpectedly.
Mu Yao's heart trembled violently, staring blankly at her lotus feet being firmly wrapped in her son's big palm and rubbing them carefully.
The tingling sensation made her feel extremely embarrassed.
Yu Heng noticed that the golden lotus in his palm seemed to be retracting, and he raised his eyes lazily and said, "Are you afraid now?"
He exerted force on his wrist, yanked the man into the pool, and restrained him in his arms.
He looked closely at the beautiful face that was slightly pale and smiled quietly.
He had no intention of attracting peach blossoms, but the fragrance of peach blossoms was intoxicating.
Their eyes met, the water temperature rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.
The man's hot body pressed tightly against the two full breasts. The person in his arms shuddered suddenly. She lowered her head to cover her trembling pupils, pressed her hand hard against the man's chest, and shrank back.
In the void, a giant hand rose up, tore off the smoke, and dyed the lake water orange.
The boy growled and turned the man over and pressed him against the wall of the spring.
At this moment, the fire burned fiercely and the heat waves surged, as if engulfing the entire void.
Everything was burned to ashes, leaving only a peach blossom, bobbing up and down under the influence of the water, circling weakly back and forth.
The sun was high in the sky, and the dazzling golden light shone through the treetops onto the empty water, making the water sparkle.
Inside the house, the green gauze of the bed curtains danced gracefully, the tassels swayed, and the rich fragrance of gardenias and the faint aroma of yellow tangerines were intertwined, sweet but not greasy, and intoxicating.
Yu Heng stared at the person who was sleeping soundly for a long time, gave her a kiss on the tip of her nose, put on his clothes and left the room.
At the hour of You, the red sun sets in the west and the sunset glows.
Mu Yao slowly opened her eyes, and the square wavy patterns on the ceiling of the bed came into view.
I propped myself up with my hands, and instead of feeling any soreness all over my body, I felt light and comfortable.
"Awake?" The hoarse voice of her son interrupted her thoughts.
Mu Yao met Yu Heng's dark eyes, her face flushed, her jade fingers pinched the satin back, and she turned her head to the side and responded in a mosquito-like voice.
The shadow above my head gradually grew bigger, and a water blue suit appeared beside the bed.
Huh? The top and skirt of this dress are separate. She has never seen it in Dayun.
"Damn... where did you buy this suit?" Mu Yao asked curiously.
"My husband's name is Jiyun." Yu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, his narrow eyes outlined a happy arc, leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "Can I help you put it on?"
The clothes in her hands fluttered slightly, and a small pink hand grasped the clothes and said breathlessly: "I can do it myself. Turn around."
"Why?" Yu Heng was a little surprised. Wasn't he very brave before? Why did he become cowardly after being hit by the red waves?
He looked at Mu Yao's face full of shame and anger, turned his back, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "There is a Jinxiu shop two streets east. The shopkeeper there said that this is a new style from Beiming."
Bei Ming...
Mu Yao paused, a myriad of emotions surged into her heart, and her eyes dimmed instantly.
After putting on her dress and preparing to get out of bed, Yu Heng grabbed her ankle.
The girl's feet were like white jade, with smooth lines, soft and delicate. He thought of the teasing of her toes in the pool in the morning, his throat heated up twice, and he put on her embroidered shoes without saying a word.
Mu Yao was slightly distracted. She had never thought that the man in front of her would put on shoes for her.
"Are you hungry? I'll take you to Lanqian Street to eat something. There is a Yueweilou restaurant there, the food is delicious. There will be a night market at dusk, with many delicacies from all over the world." Yu Heng said with a smile.
It sounded tempting, but when she thought that Wang Yanzhi might return early, Mu Yao suppressed her impulse and said, "I won't have time to say hello to Dad, so we'll go to the night market another day."
"You live with your father?" Yu Heng was stunned. Afraid that he had misunderstood, he asked her for confirmation.
"We live together now." I'll tell you on the way.
Mu Yao washed her face and turned around to find a few unopened boxes of rouge and powder on the table beside her. Her heart warmed and she put on a layer of light makeup in front of the bronze mirror.
Yu Heng looked at Mu Yao's new clothes and new makeup, and always felt that something was missing.
It's the thick hair that is brown and reddish.
I recalled the hairstyles my mother had worn in my mind, each one more complicated than the last.
He pondered for a moment, then pulled Mu Yao over, pressed her in front of the mirror, and began to take care of her long black hair.
"You want to braid my hair?" Mu Yao looked at the man in the mirror with a confused look on her face. The unsteady look of him combing the hair reminded her of the naughty girl's braid that Ji Qi had improvised for her.
"No..." Before she finished speaking, Yu Heng had already started fiddling with her hair.
Fine.
Mu Yao sighed in her heart, thinking that at most it would just take a little longer and she could comb her hair again later.
To her surprise, Yu Heng was very fast at combing her hair. In half a cup of tea, she had finished a lively braid.
"It looks good. I like it very much." Mu Yao's eyes lit up. She seldom wore a single braid, but it looked good now.
"I'll do something else for you later." Yu Heng thought about taking Mu Yao back to Qingnang Manor to show her family, and then asking his mother to teach him some simple and good-looking hairstyles.
"Yaoyao, when are you free? I'll take you back to meet your parents, grandfather, and great grandfather, and pay homage to the ancestors."
Mu Yao coughed lightly, secretly delighted. She found that Yu Heng was very decisive and clear-headed.
"Where is Qingnang Manor?"
"Not far, just to the north of Lanling County, fifty miles away from here." Yu Heng replied.
"Maybe the day after tomorrow." Mu Yao replied after thinking for a moment.
When I went out, I met Shi Jingchan.
When Mu Yao greeted him, she noticed that he seemed to be in a low mood, and exuded a long-lost sense of alienation.
Shi Jingchan looked at their departing backs, his wide palms clenched tightly under his wide sleeves, veins bulging on the back of his hands.