Cups and chopsticks are intertwined, the wine is warm and ear-hot, Zhou Xuan holds up his sleeves to drink and wipe sweat at the same time. It's been so many days since entering autumn, but the weather is still so hot, it's an autumn tiger! Go put on that wolf head pattern T-shirt to cool down.

  Zhou Xuan left the seat and walked towards the inner courtyard, he already had three parts of wine, while walking, he began to loosen his belt, with his chest open, holding a folding fan in his hand, fanning himself.

  Walking into the small courtyard, the trees shaded the ground, and the autumn cicadas were chirping loudly, making the courtyard even more quiet.

  Zhou Xuan pulled open the bedroom door cord and pushed it in. The scene before his eyes made him stare in shock:

  A woman with a high bun in the style of the Tang Palace stood on an embroidered couch, her back to Zhou Xuan. The small cluster of flowers on her long skirt was tucked into her waist, and she wore a light blue pair of jeans that tightly wrapped around her slender and sturdy legs and rounded buttocks. This woman probably felt that the jeans were too low-waisted and very uncomfortable, and she was making an effort to pull them up, pulling her buttocks tight like a split melon.

  Zhou Xuan was stunned, what's going on, could it be that I've traveled back in time again? Who is this woman wearing jeans?

  The cowgirl heard the door sound, turned her head, saw Zhou Xuan, and her plump and beautiful face suddenly panicked, let out a low cry of "ah", was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, squatted down, and tightly covered her face with both hands.

  "It turned out to be Spinning Jenny."

  His heart suddenly ignited, and in Tang Guo, he had seen many beauties. Qin Que and Zhenzhen were both beautiful, Lin Hanyu was small but lively and elegant, and there was also the quiet and refined Jingyi Xianzi, whose face might not be pretty but had a great figure. However, all these beauties wore loose, long dresses that trailed on the ground, making it hard to show off their slender figures. But now, suddenly seeing Zhenzhen wearing jeans, he felt an overwhelming sense of sensuality that he couldn't resist.

  Zhou Xuan only felt his throat tightening, the wine rising, and he was already 60% drunk. Just right, with Dutch courage, the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a "pa" sound. He stumbled over, using a hoarse, seductive voice to say: "Ah, Embroidered Needle sister, you're so beautiful, why are you wearing these jeans? Are you tempting me?"

  The needle felt so ashamed that it really wanted to hide under the quilt, and trembled with fear, saying: "I, I didn't, I just -"

  Zhou Xuan's hand had already touched her thigh, and he said with a smack of his lips: "What beautiful legs! Cowboy pants are best suited for legs as plump as yours."

  Her fingers were all shriveled up, and she could smell the strong scent of wine from her nose. When she slightly moved her hand covering her face, she saw that Zhou Xuan's eyes were shining brightly, and his gaze seemed to be scorching hot as it swept back and forth across her body. Wherever his fiery gaze landed, she felt a burning sensation.

  The needle can't take it anymore, pushing away Zhou Xuan's hand and saying: "I'm leaving, Brother-in-law Zhou, let me go." Hurriedly getting up, the jeans didn't have time to be taken off, hastily putting down the skirt that was tucked in at the waist, accidentally stepping on the smooth edge of the bed with her cloth shoes, and falling over with a rustling sound.

  It was just in time, Zhou Xuan stretched out his arm and hugged Zhīzhēn's waist, and they both fell onto the big bed together. Zhīzhēn pressed down on top of Zhou Xuan, her hands propped against his chest as she tried to sit up. Zhou Xuan was very strong, with one hand wrapped around her waist, she couldn't move at all. His other hand went under her skirt and stroked her buttocks and legs through her jeans.

  The needle didn't dare make a loud noise. Although anxious and afraid, it wasn't disgust, but rather the feeling that this couldn't happen at this time, her father's mourning period hadn't even been a year yet.

  Zhou Xuan was stimulated by the wine, and he hadn't had a normal life in these days. As a man, he couldn't control himself, especially when there was a gentle woman who liked him and whom he also liked in his arms. Feng Ah said that if you treat Qin Que well, you should also treat Zhen Zhen well. Now Zhou Xuan wanted to treat Zhen Zhen well, so he didn't care about anything else. With a flick of his waist, he flipped over and pressed Zhen Zhen under him, panting heavily as he said: "Zhen Zhen sister, I like you——" Before he could say more, his mouth was already on Zhen Zhen's red lips.

  The needle's lips were tightly closed, her head shaking back and forth, clenching her fists to pound on Zhou Xuan's shoulders, but this person was completely unaware, letting her hit him, relying on the needle not daring to heavily hit him?

  Suddenly a fiery large hand stretched out in front of her chest and stroked her full, plump, and beautiful twin peaks.

  The needle "ah" a sound, mouth open, Zhou Xuan's tongue came in again, a few stirrings, the needle was completely dizzy, brain blank, do not know where they were, punching Zhou Xuan's pink fist weakly fell down, hooked on Zhou Xuan's neck.

  Zhou Xuan's hand slid down to search for the zipper at her waist, but she hadn't zipped up the metal buckle of her jeans. Her belly button was exposed, and Zhou Xuan gently stroked it with her finger, feeling the zipper getting hotter and hotter beneath her, like a high fever, as low, intermittent sounds came from deep within her throat.

  The needle was moving quickly, Zhou Xuan was also extremely hot and dry, a certain place was hard to the point of being unbearable, his hand trembled as he went to take off the jeans.

  Just then, Qin Que's voice came from the courtyard: "Zhenzhen sister, mother has something to say to you, Zhenzhen sister——"

  The originally half-closed eyes of the seamstress suddenly opened wide, revealing a look of panic.

  Zhou Xuan was not heavily drunk and heard Qin Que's voice, but he didn't dare to move. He turned his head to look at the door, fortunately, it was slightly ajar.

  Zhou Xuan jumped up and looked out from the door crack, only to see Qin Que calling out "Sister Zhēnzhī" a few times. Seeing no one respond, he headed towards the front yard.

  Zhou let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself: "Does this count as having an affair with my future wife's sister? It shouldn't count, since I'm going to marry her anyway." He quietly locked the door and turned around, wanting to continue.

  But then she saw that the bed curtains were lowered and the needle had already put down the curtain, listening to the sound, it seemed that the needle was unbuttoning her clothes.

  Zhou Xuan's heart skipped a beat. The needlework sister was too cute, so considerate of others, and she was just about to walk over.

  "Su Yu's voice was low and urgent as she said, 'Don't come any closer!'"

  Zhou Xuan was stunned, thinking that Guang might be planning a surprise for him. Well, let's wait and see, this is called romance.

  The sound of clothes and skin lightly rubbing against each other came from the bed curtains, and before long, the bed curtains parted. The needle threader stretched out her hand to pick up the embroidered shoes by the bedside, quickly put them on, and stood up. It turned out that she had just taken off her jeans. Her face was flushed, and Tang Gong's hair bun was slightly disheveled. She said: "Zhou... can you help me see if there is anyone in the yard?"

  Another one named Zhou!

  Zhou Xuan didn't lose his head, and he knew it wasn't the right time. He let out a long sigh of regret, pulled open the wooden bolt, took a peek, turned around and said: "No one's there."

  She tidied up her hair and clothes, then looked down at herself, saw Zhou Xuan standing at the door, felt embarrassed to ask Zhou Xuan to make way, so she thought of squeezing past Zhou Xuan's side, but was held around the waist by Zhou Xuan, who whispered in her ear: "Come to my room tonight."

  The needle is so scared that it's about to die, if the stepmother and younger sister were to see this, they would be so ashamed that they would want to die too, losing all face, quickly nodding in agreement, first priority is to escape.

  Zhou Xuan's hand relaxed, and the needle in her arms jumped out like a rabbit. She took a few quick steps before slowing down and walking to her room door. Turning back, she glanced towards Zhou Xuan's bedroom and saw him leaning against the doorframe, smiling at her. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she hastily entered her room.

  Madam Qin was just walking out of the house and saw the back of the spinning wheel. She felt a bit strange: "Ji'er called her just now, but didn't hear her respond. Where did she go?" As soon as she went out, she saw her son-in-law Zhou Xuan leaning against the door frame, his eyes fixed on the spinning wheel room, with a very strange smile on his face. When he saw her, he quickly retracted his smile and said: "It's hot, I'll come to change my clothes."

  Madam Qin watched as Zhou Xuan wore that strange short shirt and went out, her heart suspicious: "Could it be that the needlework has already had a private affair with Zhou Xuan? Alas, this is not good, don't let him snatch away my bird's first place."

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  Come on, Mei! Smash it!

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