Chapter 264
After Wang Yanqing turned around, he and Lu Heng became face-to-face, and the gap between the two suddenly became closer. Lu Heng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, supported the table with both hands, and approached Wang Yanqing with a half-smiling smile: "Qingqing, do you know what this gesture represents?"
When he leaned over, he felt a sense of oppression, Wang Yanqing couldn't help but step back and bumped into the edge of the table. Inexplicably, she frowned and asked, "What?"
Her buttocks were leaning on the table, and one leg naturally bent slightly, touching Lu Heng's body. Lu Heng thought to himself that he couldn't really blame him, he took advantage of the situation to separate Wang Yanqing's knees and bullied him in instantly.
Even if Wang Yanqing didn't understand anything, he instinctively felt something was wrong at this moment. She hurriedly grabbed her legs, and ended up pinching Lu Heng's legs. Lu Heng hugged her waist and placed her on the desk with slight force.
Unable to support her upper body, Wang Yanqing fell back unconsciously, hurriedly supporting the table with her elbows. She wanted to sit up quickly, but Lu Heng didn't give her this chance, grabbed her knee with one hand, spread her legs easily, and pressed her body in front of Wang Yanqing.
Wang Yanqing slanted her body halfway, her legs couldn't find a point of focus, but instinctively came together, and accidentally touched the knife on Lu Heng's waist.
The embroidered chūn knife is slender and cold. It is said that Lu Heng's knife is specially made, made of steel, with broken hair and no sound when cutting iron. Through the scabbard, Wang Yanqing could feel the coldness and hardness of the blade. Lu Heng thought the knife was in the way, so he took it off and put it on the side of the table.
The jet-black embroidered chūn knives lay quietly, the scabbard was decorated with metal patterns, silently exuding an icy glow that was unique to metal, cold and chilling. But on the hilt of the knife was a soft and thin women's gauze.
Wang Yanqing should understand that no matter how inexperienced she is, her face turned crimson, and even her neck was stained with a thin powder of pink: "This is the study, you... what are you doing?"
Her neck is slender and slender, like a swan. At this moment, the snowy skin is showing a red glow, like a swan hanging down her neck, and frost falling on a hibiscus. She is beautiful and fragile.
Lu Heng picked up Wang Yanqing's loose hair, bent down and kissed her neck. It's more like a bite than a kiss. He rubbed her blood vessels with his teeth, feeling the most fragile and deadly blood vessels in the human body rushing and beating under his lips and teeth. As long as he exerted a little force, the swan could only whimper and fall into his arms.
Wang Yanqing's body froze completely, her waist couldn't stop shaking, and her breathing was completely disordered. Lu Heng bit her collarbone along her veins, and aware of Wang Yanqing's trembling, he grabbed Wang Yanqing's leg and placed her completely flat on the desk.
Wang Yanqing swept the pen and ink scroll on his sleeve and knocked down a lot of things with a bang. The pen fell, making a crisp crashing sound, which seemed to be some kind of dangerous code in the silent study at the moment.
Wang Yanqing struggled to support the table with her elbows, her fingers clenched Lu Heng's sleeves, she didn't know whether she was afraid or nervous: "Brother..."
Seeing that the beauty was completely placed under him, Lu Heng was powerless to resist, and let him do what he did, and he couldn't help but sighed softly: "You are so good, you can see that you have never secretly flipped through the storybook or picture book before. "
Today's Ming Dynasty is no longer what it was when the country was first founded. Business is prosperous, rituals are broken, and many industries are prosperous like never before. For example, in the word book industry, in the past, the price of printed books was high, and most of them needed to be copied by hand. Only sage books circulated on the market, but now there is a strong demand in the market, and various popular words and love words can be found everywhere. Although all the ladies are bound by the etiquette, there are also some bold and thoughtful young ladies who secretly buy the storybooks of talented and beautiful women and even come back to look at them.
This is no secret, as long as there is no trouble, everyone will turn a blind eye. However, Wang Yanqing was simply too much in this regard. If she knew a little about these things, she wouldn't have let him surround her in front of her, she wouldn't turn around, and she wouldn't fall into a trap step by step.
Lu Heng has been interrupted again and again, and he can't stand it for a long time. Now that the day of filial piety is gradually coming, his patience is getting worse and worse. He pulled out the hairpin from the back of Wang Yanqing's head and let her long hair fall on the table. It was supposed to be a sacred place to study Confucius and Mencius, but now it has turned into such a ludicrous and ridiculous appearance, which really makes people feel bloody.
Lu Heng picked up a strand of black hair and said with pity, "Qingqing, if you are worried about being a widow, you might as well marry me earlier."
This is really an illogical statement, but in this situation, the meaning of this sentence is self-evident. Wang Yanqing felt very clearly that Lu Heng was here this time, her body trembled uncontrollably, and looked at Lu Heng with some begging: "Brother, don't be here..."
Wang Yanqing has a pair of very beautiful Danfeng eyes. The corners of the eyes are pointed, but the ends of the eyes are raised. The eyeballs are black and round. When looking at people with water in them, the beauty is breathtaking. Lu Heng covered her eyes unbearably, leaned over to peck her cheek lightly, and pressed her lips, "Don't you want to?"
Wang Yanqing shook her head, she couldn't see Lu Heng's expression, she could only wait blankly in the dark. In fact, she did not reject doing these things with him. After Lu Heng's high-spirited and long-term hints, Wang Yanqing had slowly accepted the fact that she was going to marry him. However, she expected that this day should happen in the dormitory, and after the tedious process of welcoming relatives, worshipping the family, and consecrating the temple, she came to this step step by step.