Changmeng II
Huang Yaya searches the question bank in her mind at 5G speed, and one of the sure-win charm techniques is that love grows over time!
God knows if she will be able to dream about such a handsome guy next time. No, since the question bank is not helpful, then I will force myself on him. Thinking of this, Huang Yaya walked up to him boldly, closed her eyes and pouted, but before her lips touched him within a foot, he retreated far away.
"Fairy sister, please respect yourself." The other party stepped back step by step, with her earlobes and cheeks slightly pink.
Huang Yaya thought about how she'd been watching "The Overbearing Prince Pushed Me Down" before bed, not "The Sexy Princess Pursued Me"! They say you tend to dream about what you see. For example, when she saw a failing grade on a math test, she dreamed about failing it for a week straight. Based on what she'd been watching recently, it was probably about this shy, handsome man across from her, seducing her, then slowly walking towards her, then kissing her deeply. Then, she'd pretend to refuse, and he'd be unable to contain himself, and then there would be three thousand words of hilarious banter.
"Hey, boy, do you think this girl is not good enough for you?"
"Sister Fairy is in serious condition. Sister Fairy has descended from heaven to earth with all sorts of postures."
"Then why are you hiding from me?"
"Sister Fairy, men and women should not touch each other, it is a courtesy."
Huang Yaya was overwhelmed by the same words she kept repeating over and over again. So, was she just staring at this piece of perfectly balanced pork belly and secretly drooling? What a shattered dream!!!
Since she couldn't have it, she didn't want to force it. If the other person was reserved on the outside but passionate on the inside, she could still half-heartedly give in, but this guy was completely different. Huang Yaya found a jade couch and lay down. Since she had dreamed of such a luxurious ancient decoration, she might as well enjoy it. He didn't want to look at the handsome man at all. After all, out of sight, out of mind. If he saw it but couldn't have it, it would be really crazy.
She lay on the cold jade couch and wanted to complain about it. Although it was made of jade, it was very hard and would hurt her when she turned over. However, it would be very nice to sleep on it in the summer.
"Sister Fairy, why did you come down to earth this time?"
Even with her eyes closed, she could still picture the other person when she heard the sound. How could she describe it? It was like a piece of fine jade shattering onto a jade floor, crisp and gentle. Just like the poem about Kunlun jade shattering and the phoenix crying, it was the sound of Kunlun jade shattering.
She was about to give up, but this young man came up to her. How could she not tease him?
Huang Yaya picked up the fan beside her, opened it, covered her expression, and said softly, "I have admired you for a long time, and came down to earth to meet you. Who knew you would despise me so much?"
Huang Yaya held the fan tightly in front of her face. She really admired herself. Although she had never eaten pork, she had seen pigs run. It was not bad to pretend to be literary and weak.
"Sister Fairy, how dare I despise you." The other party's voice was a little flustered.
"You are overestimating your own abilities, yet you still dream of spending a night with the young master."
Huang Yaya was about to burst into laughter under the covers. In reality, she seemed quiet and gentle, perhaps even sleepwalking. But in her dreams, she could do whatever she wanted, dress up as anyone, have any personality, and do anything. This kind of freedom was so blissful.
"Sister Fairy, it is illogical for the King of Xiang and the Goddess to privately give something to each other. Moreover, my father has just passed away a year ago, and I still have to observe two years of mourning. Sister Fairy, please forgive me!"
Oh my god, this is a TV series! Huang Yaya was stunned. How could dreams be connected to each other? It was magical.
But think about it, dreams are not under our control, so this dream is not a bad development.
At least he was a polite and well-mannered person. Such a good person, and he said these words so gently. Huang Yaya's mood suddenly disappeared, and she even felt guilty. She felt that she was such a beast, forcing a young man from a good family, who was in mourning! ! !
"Sister Fairy, have some tea."
Huang Yaya moved the fan away and looked at the young man, whose face had turned as red as a peach, standing beside her with a cup of tea.
She originally wanted to use the fan in her hand to lift the chin of the person in front of her, but she felt that this idea was too beastly. Desire and morality collided with each other. Huang Yaya understood for the first time why King Zhou was bewitched by Daji and ignored the loyalty of the monarch and his ministers, and the etiquette and music. Who could withstand this?
Seeing this cup of tea, Huang Yaya's thoughts drifted to other places. If drinking tea would make her want to go to the toilet, going to the toilet in a dream was absolutely unacceptable.
Huang Yaya felt dizzy at the thought. When she opened her eyes, she saw nothing but fog. After blinking, she looked carefully and saw that it was her room, with only a little sunlight shining into it. She quickly touched the place where her buttocks lay and said thankfully, "It's dry. I didn't wet the bed." Then she immediately put on her slippers and hurried to the bathroom.
The next day, she had forgotten all the other dreams, but she still remembered the dream of the young master. What was the Xiang Wang Goddess he was talking about? Huang Yaya opened the search engine and searched.
"I am a woman from Wushan. I am a guest in Gaotang. I heard that you are visiting Gaotang, and I would like to offer you my bed."
"I live on the south side of Wushan Mountain, sheltered by high hills. In the morning I am the morning cloud, and in the evening I am the moving rain. Morning and evening, I am beneath the balcony."
If you don't check, you won't know. Once you check, Huang Yaya is shocked. The stories about the goddess of King Xiang, offering herself to the bed, day and night, and the clouds and rain at Wushan are all from "Gaotang Fu" by Song Yu of the Chu State in the pre-Qin period. She sighed that the ancients were really literary.
In addition, she looked at other people's analysis and appreciation of this film "Gao Tang Fu":
This is a natural expression of naked primitive passion and desire, and a direct expression of human nature that is not bound by any feudal ethics or morals.
This kind of casual and unrestrained sexual relationship is not Song Yu's imagination, but a true reflection of the love life of primitive people and a vague memory of the "free" marriage in primitive times.
That is to say, at a certain stage of development in primitive society, there did exist unlimited casual marriage and laissez-faire sexual relations, and this situation continued after the end of primitive society.
Huang Yaya saw that the ancients were not that feudal at first, but gradually became so. The constraints placed on women were even more feudal, gradually placing moral shackles on women and erecting a memorial to their loyalty.
Seeing this, Huang Yaya thought of the video she saw online a few days ago where a female star named XX was flirting with the rich second generation YY, and a bunch of people were scolding the female star for being shameless.
For thousands of years, goddesses have offered themselves to men, and this has become a legend that has been passed down through the ages. How come now, if a woman is passionate about a man, she is considered promiscuous, and if she is reserved around a man, she is considered dead. Huang Yaya couldn't help but sigh: "Why is this era not as tolerant of women as the pre-Qin era?"
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