Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival - Chapter 53

    Li Guyun was in front of her, the distance between the two was less than an arm, and there were three or two drops of nectar hanging on their hands, which made them both dizzy.

    As long as he stretches out his hand, he can take Li Guyun into his arms, bowing his head and listening, pitiful and cute.

    It is Li Guyun, and also Ming Xu.

    Song Jianzhi suddenly remembered what Mr. Hu said—drinking to strengthen her courage.

    What kind of courage is it, it is obviously an excuse for people to act recklessly and recklessly.

    It is said that acting, acting, acting as a person in a drama, to treat another person in the drama, if there is a drama, you have to eat NG.

    Song Jianzhi now has a clear mind and a clear mind. Because what she sees is bright, she is very clearly aware that she is Song Jianzhi, not a red carp.

    Song Jianzhi has the same desire as the red carp.

    Song sees Zhizhi’s desire, so he can’t tell whether it’s alcohol or a lover’s heart.

    Maybe both.

    The wine he drank earlier turned into a steaming air in Song Jianzhi’s body, filling the flesh and blood, so the red carp’s eyes and tail turned red, panting lightly, and the water light of Songhua wine on his lips , more and more bizarre.

    At this moment, they all have people who want to eat.

    The red carp held Li Guyun’s hand and made a cup with her hand. The white jade is the cup, the wine hangs like clear dew, and there is still a strong fragrance.

    She took her time.

    At this time, this red carp demon, who can be transformed and hate the world, realizes the beauty of this wine and what it is.

    Hot, sweet, even demons are addicted.

      Next sticky wet streak.

    Walking straight down the fingertips, chasing the wine traces to the wrist, the red carp was finally satisfied, raised his head, his eyes could not be avoided, his eyes locked with smoke, blurred with water.

    The last bit of wine was hanging on the tip of her tongue, she shook her tongue proudly, showing her great achievements, and then rolled it lightly and pocketed the snake letter.

    Li Guyun, who likes to drink wine and never gets drunk after a thousand cups, is drunk today.

    The wine is exhausted, and the red carp holds Li Guyun’s hand but has not let go.

    For a while, I was relatively silent.

    Li Guyun’s lips moved, blinked lightly, and then opened his eyes to one side.

    “If it’s okay, just keep drinking.”

    Who wants to drink that.

    There is no distinction between wine and sex, but she is not a decent gentleman.

    The red carp is impatient Li Guyun wants to be a regular person, her nature is arbitrary, and she is full of malice. I only wish this lotus flower, which came out of the mud and not stained, to roll with herself in mud, her dress is all torn, white The shirt is also dirty, and then the flower juice is chewed out—

    Isn’t it more beautiful than this pine flower wine?

    The wrist of the red carp turned, and the hand holding Li Guyun’s wrist was like a snake awakening from hibernation, with a bit of laziness and greed, stretched his bones and slowly crawled.

    The red carp could see clearly, Li Guyun was not indifferent, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly stopped in front of her, casting a shadow.

    “Aren’t you looking at me?” The red carp said slowly, his voice as slow as a movement.

    Don’t look, still dare not look.

    Li Guyun didn’t answer, but the light red was a little thicker.

    Snake to the narrow finger end, she turned over happily and wantonly, looking for Li Guyun’s palm, only to find that her palm was slightly wet and covered with a thin layer of sweat .

    Push.

    The red carp was proud of her heart, so she couldn’t help but chuckle, both of them heard it.

    Li Guyun couldn’t help but look back at her eyes, and dodged more quickly, his eyes stopped on a red corner of the red carp.

    The red carp’s hand was close to Li Guyun’s palm and went down, and the five fingers nimbly penetrated into Li Guyun’s fingers. , until the fingers are interlocked.

    When the palms are pressed against each other, a layer of sticky and moist secretions is mixed between the skins, conveying the temperature of the two.

    “Drinking?”

    Not yet…want me.

    Li Guyun closed her eyes, she didn’t think about it.

    Want a red carp? Naturally want, guarding her for so long, how can I do it if it is not love, if there is love, then there is, want to get her.

    May—

    Perhaps she has been watching for too long, and she is satisfied just by looking at her, no more extravagant thoughts.

    Li Guyun should not answer, seems to be struggling, but the red carp is lonely, regardless, just want to eat her.

    A must try.

    Hong Li understands Li Guyun’s temperament too well, she is very soft-hearted to herself, as long as she is hesitant and persecuted, she can make her pity, and then obey and satisfy herself.

    Just say to her: I can only live for three days, and now, three days are less than.

    How cunning, the red carp easily thought of how to deal with it. In just a few words, with a frowning sad expression, he disciplined Li Guyun, who loved himself, to throw away his armor and armor.

    The words were on her lips, but she was reluctant to say them, and she swallowed them softly.

    She will be sad.

    Li Guyun will be very sad.

    She was destined to… suffer the pain of losing herself alone.

    I have gone too far.

    The red carp sighed slightly in her heart, but still smiled.

    Not waiting for Li Guyun to figure it out, she turned:

    “If I want to drink, I won’t drink this.”

    Li Guyun lowered his eyes, as if relieved, and asked, “That?”

    “When selling wine, the restaurant said that there is a kind of wine called Lotus White, only in the palace.”

    The red carp leaned forward, approached her a little, and clenched her fingers even tighter, saying:

    “I love lotus flowers and want to try this.”

    It was said to be words and wine, but it was an expression, I just cut out my heart and showed her.

    Li Guyun pursed her lips, the corners of her lips lifted up, looking back at her with shyness and tenderness.

    “I’ve tasted this wine, it’s very mellow, but I forgot to keep some for you. If you like it, I’ll fetch it for you.”

    She looked at the sky, it was very far from the capital, but fortunately she was a monster, otherwise the red carp would not be able to drink the lotus white in this life.

    “You wait for me here, I’ll be back in half an hour.”

    She said, she was about to withdraw her hand and get up to leave, but Hongli refused to let her go.

    Li Guyun looked back at her suspiciously, and saw the red carp also staring at herself.

    “What’s wrong?” Li Guyun said patiently, “or do you want to go together?”

    “The purest lotus flower in the world is here, and you are still searching for those residual flowers.”

    Li Guyun stopped breathing, and there were clouds and mists around him.

    The red carp squinted its eyes, even more coquettish like water, said Man:

    “Gu Yun has to ask me, I don’t need to put the top-grade ones, go to the low-grade lotus white.”

    She got closer, breathing intertwined, her red lips parted lightly, soft as a spoiled child.

    “I don’t.”

    After saying that, the red carp swallowed up the last distance with her movements, first rubbing against Li Guyun with her pink cheeks, which was equally soft and greasy.

    The red carp likes it in her heart, her blood is hot, and she vows to make Li Guyun lose his temper.

    Li Guyun was caught by surprise, and when she reacted, she couldn’t help but burn up. Even the mellow wine never made her lose her temper.

    The red carp actually said something like this—

    Lotus…

    Hongxia finally covered Li Guyun’s cheeks, and it seemed to be red with the fragrance of the sweet wine in the mouth of the red carp.

    At this point, everything is in order.

    Li Guyun was lying on the edge of the pool, her white dress quietly hanging into the pool, disturbing the floating flowers.

    Like a light snow.

    The snow is white and flawless, lustrous and clear.

    The more beautiful it is, the more seductive it is.

    The more you want to bake her with fire, until it turns into a hot, soft, playful ball of water.

    A blooming red flower covers the snow.

    The petals of the safflower spread out elegantly, with a hidden gold thread on the edge, which is the flame gold that burns to the extreme.

    The viscous snow water infiltrates the petals, with the sweetness of the first snow, the thin silver threads are hooked up between the movements, and the nets woven by the sweet threads wrap the two things inside.

    The red and the idiot.

    I don’t know who’s shirtless and wide-sleeves knocked down the plum bottle that was standing beside it, and the plum bottle was rolled into the cleaning pool.

    Plop—

    A spying chaffinch flew off the branch.

    The red carp raised his upper body slightly, panting lightly, his hair slightly messy, showing more style.

    She was as soft as a lazy snake, as soft as a bone, only one point stronger than the melting snow under her.

    This kind of thing has never been done alone.

    The red carp looked at it with a probe. Half of the plum bottle was in the water, and the water overflowed into the mouth of the bottle. I think the wine has almost leaked.

    I am ups and downs in the water, helpless, and can only be played by the water.

    “The wine is ready.” The red carp looked back and smiled, “I also invite the lotus into the pond…”

    “Wine.”

    The ending is lingering and touching.

    She looked down, Li Guyun’s eyes were wet and his lips were wet, as if he had eaten snow water, he would turn into snow water.

     Rub the snow into water with lips, hands, and body.

    Bee, panting, whispering, stirring like a cloud.

    The red carp ate the taste of the lotus, and the lotus also got the taste, so she couldn’t help but be proud, showing a little bit of nature at this moment.

    She stretched her feet into the water, the red dress stretched like a fish tail, and dragged Li Guyun into the pool together, obsessed and perverse.

    The black hair of the two of them swims freely like water snakes, and it is like chains that lock people in the abyss and cannot escape.

    Fish catches water, and it is natural to love to play lotus while at ease.

    The red carp brought Li Guyun to the edge of the pond, put one hand on her shoulder, and teased it a little.

    Li Guyun’s head was thrown back, like a lotus that was knocked down by a gust of wind and rain. Two points.

    The red carp approached her, rubbed her pink cheeks, and spoke on her lips.

    “What a lonely cloud, that lotus white—”

    Li Guyun bit his lower lip, seemingly patiently.

    The red carp slowly said the rest of the words:

    “Just reward me.”

    The author has something to say:  Lotus White: A fine wine made from lotus stamens and medicinal materials in the court of the Qing Dynasty.

    Today’s lotus white can’t divide you, shame face.