Chapter 319 All Desires Are Bones without Flesh and Blood

On the way back to Lishan Manor, Si Yiyan had a clear and elegant smile on his lips, and sincere joy in his eyes. Such a good mood made Wen Xinya feel very strange! I always feel that his good mood is aimed at her.

But Wen Xinya was so lazy that she couldn't get up, so she didn't ask him, but just fell asleep in the car in a daze.

Si Yiyan turned his head to see that she was sleeping soundly, parked the car on the side of the road, carefully adjusted her posture to be more comfortable, then took off his coat and put it on her body lightly, turning off the air conditioner in the car. After turning on the heat, I continued to drive.

Wen Xinya slept soundly this time, and when she woke up, she found herself lying on a large bed of agarwood carved with flowers. The light and elegant fragrance lingered all over her body, and she almost thought she was lying on the agarwood bed in Mo's boudoir.

She sat up from the bed, stretched her waist, and then got out of bed. Looking at the time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and she actually slept for an hour and a half.

Wen Xinya left the room, but couldn't find Si Yiyan in the room, so she went to his study.

The door of the study room was ajar, Wen Xinya pushed the door open quietly and entered, but saw Si Yiyan standing in front of the desk writing a painting, she walked over quietly with light steps.

Si Yiyan looked up at her and said, "I'm awake, did you sleep well?"

"Hmm! Very good!" After being discovered, Wen Xinya walked over generously, stood beside him and asked, "What are you painting?"

Si Yiyan changed a fine brush, dipped it in vermilion paint, and gave her a meaningful look.

Wen Xinya was flustered by his gaze, looked down, and saw a cluster of roses painted on the long rice paper, blooming gorgeously, clusters of branches, branches wrapped around lush leaves, enchanting flowers, amazingly beautiful .

She suddenly felt that this picture of roses looked so familiar!

She took a closer look, and there was no familiarity, this was clearly the one she drew in class before!

Her face suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help but think of the dream that night again. She was like a rose branch, clinging and twisting into various shapes, blooming enchantingly, gracefully, and silky.

Even the paintings in front of me turned into pictures of men and women intertwined, romantic and beautiful.

By the way, how did Si Yiyan see this painting? Thinking of this, she came to her senses: "You... how do you know about this painting?"

"Hundred-foot rose branches wind up into a bridal chamber. The green curtains of honey leaves are heavy, and the red brocades are thick with flowers." Si Yiyan smiled lowly, and took away a piece of rice paper next to the desk, and the picture of roses drawn by herself appeared in front of her What's even more embarrassing is that there are poems written by her on it!

Si Yiyan's voice seemed to be smeared with ink, with a meandering sink, chewing on this poem with a long accent, seductive like a devil, seductive like a charm, beautiful, extreme, and decadent.

Her face seemed to be congested, and she suddenly thought of the piece of paper that fell out of the folder at Lanxin Makeup Company, it seems that Si Yiyan got this painting at that time.

Si Yiyan is so smart, and his bones are full of romance, how can he not understand the meaning of this painting.

The whole painting has been completed, Si Yiyan picked up the pen, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote the previous poem beside it.

She felt ashamed, and subconsciously reached out to grab the pen in his hand, otherwise she would let him continue writing, but she was still a step behind!

When the painting is finished, the book is ready, Si Yiyan hangs the painting aside.

Wen Xinya subconsciously wants to grab it!

The footsteps just started, but there was a whirl of heaven and earth, Wen Xinya's back pressed against the edge of the desk, Si Yiyan lowered his head and pressed her forehead, the lips of the two breathed together, there was a hint of sweetness on the soft tip of the tongue, chest Leaning close together, as if flustered by the closeness, the heavy ink fragrance on the fingertips reminded her of the roses that were entwined on the painting just now, and her breathing gradually increased.

"Just treat that painting as a gift for me?" Si Yiyan pressed his lips against hers, and when he spoke, his lips touched hers. There was a moment of rubbing against hers, causing the two of them to rub against each other. His eyes darkened.

Wen Xinya listened to his voice, the voice was low and full of beauty, and there was a hint of pleading in the depression, she suddenly thought that she had never sent anything to Si Yiyan, and she couldn't say no for a while.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as acquiescence." Si Yiyan didn't give her a chance to refuse, and decided on the case by himself.

Wen Xinya nodded subconsciously.

"Ah!" Wen Xinya felt her body lighten, and Si Yiyan had already carried her to the writing table. Her arm accidentally overturned the pen holder next to her, and the pens, dyes, eyebrows, wicker, and face fell all over the floor.

The movement inside alarmed the servants outside, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Si Yiyan said in a cold voice: "It's okay, let's go down!"

Wen Xinya wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but Si Yiyan's body collapsed in an instant, along with his lips, and the pen on the desk continued to roll on the ground.

The delicate and lingering kiss, with tossing and turning, mixed with strong desire/sex, warm and elegant was kissed with spring emotion, but I realized that I always clearly felt the beauty of this kiss.

In a daze, she saw Si Yiyan's light gray coat pressing the delicate embroidery patterns on her long skirt, and the silk satin skirt was lightly wrinkled like petals with clear textures, each piece was smudged and bloomed.

Her lips were sweet, soft, delicate, and delicate, which made him feel like he couldn't stop them. While kissing her lips lightly, his brows and eyes were filled with the joyful look of intimacy between the two of them.

His kiss was not sweet, and he whispered softly: "Your mother used to tell you stories about Buddhist scriptures. I don't know if she told you. The demon king Bo Xun was afraid that he would really become a Buddha, so he asked three women to tempt him. These three women represented pleasure, greed and love respectively, and they were all seen through by Sakyamuni and turned into his real body."

Si Yiyan kissed her repeatedly, and asked vaguely, "What are the real identities of those three women?"

"Bones! All desires are a pile of bones without flesh and blood." Wen Xinya couldn't help but smiled softly, a little coquettishly, with a smug look on her brows, and a love slave between her ankles trembling gently Beautiful arc.

Si Yiyan's kiss stopped suddenly, and he hugged her heavily, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist: "Xinya..."

Wen Xinya suddenly put a finger on his lips: "Don't say sorry, I know you won't hurt me."

Si Yiyan buried his head deep into her neck, took a deep breath of the faint fragrance of her body, and kissed her delicately around her ears one after another.

It feels warm and elegant, the place where he kissed seems to be like delicate and beautiful flowers, delicate and beautiful, graceful and beautiful.

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