In Chang'an City.

Fireworks are everywhere in the sky.

The gongs and drums on the street also rang.

The people of the whole city were smiling happily, singing and dancing among the fire trees and silver flowers, celebrating the hard-won prosperous Tang Dynasty.

But there is no banquet that will last forever.

No matter how many fireworks there are, there are still times when they are put out. Gradually, the various yards gradually stop and the sky becomes quiet again.

People stopped leaping.

Standing on the street, still feeling unfulfilled.

"Is this over?"

"No way? It's just been so short?"

"I haven't seen enough!"

Everyone complained dissatisfiedly.

It was like when I was getting better with the beauty, a robber suddenly came and kidnapped the beauty.

This taste.

It's really crazy!

If you are impatient, you will yell at the sky:

"Fang Yiai! You are not a man!"

"That's right! Can you die after burning for a while?"

"Alas! I admire Fang Erlang very much, but I didn't expect that he was a thin dog!"

"Fang Erlang is short and powerless!"

Wow—

A big man shook his robe.

The iron tools on the body clattered.

"Hmph! I'm a blacksmith. Is there anything else on my body? I just have many blades! I'll send it to Fang Erlang tomorrow!"

In the crowd.

A figure stands proudly.

Although he had no pockets on his body, he still kept his hands in his pockets, not knowing what his opponent was...

When the surrounding blade sounds.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, and then he carefully leaned into the base of the wall and walked gently and slowly along the wall.

When he approached the alley, he ran into it and ran away.

He was in a mess.

...

Time passes.

The night is getting late.

A small alley in Chang'an City is quiet and quiet, with the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, accompanied by gusts of night wind.

Two beautiful figures appeared slowly.

They gently pushed open the yard door and flashed into it. As the yard door closed, the alley returned to quiet again.

After entering the secret house.

Princess Yongjia separates from her niece.

As soon as she pushed the door and entered the main hall, she was hugged from behind.

"ah--"

Princess Yongjia exclaimed briefly.

Then he immediately closed his mouth and a touch of sweetness curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Behind me is a familiar embrace, warm and wide, and the two arms in front of me are thick and powerful, like a vajra iron bone.

"Aunt, I miss you so much."

The man behind her silenced in her ears and murmured.

The male aura emitted made Princess Yongjia’s cheeks hot.

"Erlang, you are so elusive that you are scared to death."

The beautiful aunt complained softly, turned her head and pouted her mouth and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the next second.

A big mouth was printed directly on it.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Princess Yongjia struggled symbolically for a few moments, then relaxed and allowed the man to kiss and ask for it.

Kissing things like this.

There are different understandings between men and women.

Women think kissing is kissing, it has nothing to do with other things. Men are different, so they think this is the prelude.

For example now.

As the kiss deepens.

Princess Yongjia felt that Fang Ying's hand began to become dishonest.

At first she didn't care. After all, Fang Ying was an old driver and knew best to remove women's equipment without realizing it.

But until the outer robe falls to the ground.

Princess Yongjia suddenly woke up, struggled to push the room away, and stopped him with a trembling voice: "Wait...wait..."

In the darkness.

Fang Ying's resentful voice sounded: "Aunt, do you dislike me?"

"No, no."

Princess Yongjia hurriedly explained: "Erlang, tonight is your and my spring night. It's better to drink some wine first to help you and enjoy it."

"Ha, my aunt is still experienced."

Fang Ying laughed so badly.

"Hate." The beautiful young woman nudged the man: "Why don't you go and hold the lights?"

"No, Your Highness, Princess."

Fang Ying responded with a laugh.

Then he let go of Princess Yongjia, walked to the table, took out the fire note, and lit the lamp on the table.

A light appeared in the room.

Fang Ying turned around and his eyes fell on Princess Yongjia.

The beautiful aunt stood behind her, with curved eyelashes and spring eyes, a cherry mouth, and a delicate face and delicate skin.

Maybe the kiss was fierce just now.

Two strands of hair hanging down on the cheeks add a bit of tempting charm.

There was also a pile of robes that were taken off, revealing a long purple skirt with rich peonies embroidered with water-green silk ribbons around her waist, and her plump figure stood out.

What a beautiful young woman!

Fang Ying's eyes were straightened, and his eyes were glittering green, like a hungry wolf.

Being stared at by him like this.

Princess Yongjia's pretty face turned red, she put her hair in her ears, and said shyly: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen it before."

"Aunt, you have changed."

Fang Ying sighed and said.

Princess Yongjia was shocked, subconsciously touched her face, and said in a trembling voice: "What's wrong? Am I getting old?"

Fang Ying walked forward, picked up her snow-white chin, and teased, "I haven't seen you for a while, and my aunt is getting younger and more beautiful."

"You... are necrotic!"

Princess Yongjia was surprised and raised her fist and beat the room to win.
To be continued...