0119 119 Camoli Moonlight Blue Rose (H)
The guests had all arrived, but Xu Mei was still lying on the table laughing. The whole hall was infected by her inexplicable emotions, and the sales performance that night reached a new high for the month. But that night, only Qi Shuyao heard her intermittent sobs.
She got up, helped Xu Mei up, and went upstairs into the room where she, Jiang Yu, and Tu Mi had been drinking together.
Sister Xiaolan called to ask her to look after the shop for a while, as Qi Yu had reorganized the government staff and was going to take her to live in Changxi Palace.
That was the residence of successive leaders, in the most beautiful and scenic area in the entire Jingyang area.
After hanging up that call, Song Yusheng called again. She said that she had just finished filming her last drama and was about to go abroad to record a variety show. She had recently been nominated for an award, and her value had increased a lot.
It seemed that everything had gradually calmed down. Pei Yuzhou was dead, and everything had truly quieted down.
Even Tu Mi called her, and her phone indicated that the call was from an overseas country, but she didn't know which country it was from.
Tu Mi was in a good mood, smiling broadly, and didn't seem nervous at all.
"Where did you go with him? Why did you go abroad? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"Sister, I'm fine, everything's alright. To be honest, he's been very good to me too."
"What have you been doing following him around?"
“Since the incident in Jingyang, he hasn’t done anything. All the previous plans have been ruined. I can tell he’s quite angry and has been venting his anger everywhere. He’s not in the mood to work. In the few months that we’ve been out here, we’ve traveled to most countries in half of the world.”
“Tu Mi, listen to me. I just returned to Jingyang from abroad. I saw Pei Yuzhou while I was outside.”
"What? Wasn't he dead?"
"He faked his death, and he orchestrated everything behind the scenes, including Pei Youwen hiring someone to impersonate his father's mistress to come and demand a share of the family property. He knew all of these things."
"Then what?"
"But he tacitly approved of this behavior and agreed to give him the money. It was only after you and Xu Mei recognized each other that his original plan was disrupted. Also, the current Pei Youwen is actually Pei Tanxi, his younger brother."
“I guessed that all along. The first time I met him, even though it was only for less than two hours, I could feel that he was completely different from later on… But that’s not important anymore. What will Pei Yuzhou do? What other tricks will he pull?”
"No, it's over. This time he's really dead."
"How do you know... Sister, you wouldn't..."
“That’s all in the past. How could a dead man, who died three or four years ago, come back to life? What I’m talking about is you. Can you find a chance to come back from his side?”
"Sis, I don't understand. What's the relationship between Pei Yuzhou and Shen Yan that you mentioned? Is Shen Yan Pan Yiqing's boss?"
“Shen Yan is Pei Yuan, Pei Yuzhou’s eldest son who died.”
"Ah...ah?"
"Maybe their family doesn't like living openly and honestly, but it doesn't matter, just come back right away."
"No, sis, then I should stay even more. A dead person can't come out and do anything, so their goal must have been to get something from Shen Yan in the end. Pan Yiqing and Shen Yan are in direct contact, I can't let this opportunity slip by..."
Suddenly, Tu Mi stopped talking. Qi Shuyao stood up nervously, covering her mouth to keep quiet. She held the phone tightly to her ear and heard faint footsteps approaching, followed by a man's voice.
Every word of his flirtatious words with Tu Mi reached Qi Shuyao's ears, and she had to grit her teeth to keep herself from screaming.
The man finally left. She had bitten her hand so hard she could no longer feel it. Then she heard some rustling sounds coming from the phone, and Tu Mi's voice followed.
"Sister, are you still there?"
"I don't need you to find out anything. I can find that information myself and come back right away!"
"No, actually this is my job, and I'm very good at it."
"Don't..."
"Actually, I've thought about it, sister. We're not rich girls at all. We're just wildflowers by the roadside. When the wind blows, we bloom. When it blows again, we might release some fragrance. There will always be some voices of resistance in our lives, but they will always be drowned out by the wind. The last time we see the wind in our lives is when we drift away with it and are blown to every corner of the world."
"Aren't you resentful?"
"What's there to be resentful about? You're so carefree."
She seemed to find a place to lie down; the mattress was soft, and she made a comfortable humming sound. After a long while, she spoke again softly.
"Sis, if I die, you must get my ashes back, and then turn me into fireworks, the kind that can fly the highest."
Even the highest fireworks will eventually fall.
"Everything will fall down, even birds that never touch the ground will fall down, but I also want to fly up once."
"Before you fly up, you need to know enough about the scenery below. I forgot to tell you, you also have an older sister, who is a little older than me. She is also waiting for you."
"What? Which sister? The one you mentioned before..."
"I'll take you to see it when you come back. You can come back yourself and see it for yourself."
Qi Shuyao spoke those words almost slowly and deliberately before hanging up the phone.
Xu Mei, who was behind him, had drunk a whole case of liquor and was now lying unconscious on the bed. She was leaning against the window, looking up at the moon as it drew a circle in the sky, handing over the reins to the sun.
The day Qi Shuyao moved to Changxi Palace was also a bright, sunny day. She strolled around the magnificent landscape architecture and immediately fell in love with the central courtyard.
There are two towering trees in the yard, and the distance between them is just enough for her to set up a hammock here.
The workers here are incredibly fast and efficient. She only went upstairs to tidy up her clothes, and when she came down, the hammock was already set up. She lifted her long skirt, climbed up, and was completely submerged inside.
She used to be most afraid of this kind of thing. Lying on it was exactly as its name suggested; it felt bottomless and unstable, like it was going to fall off at any moment.
Later, I don't know when, I suddenly fell in love with this feeling; people are meant to float between heaven and earth.
Before she knew it, the workers had all left, and the footsteps that reached her ears were the kind she knew best.
Qi Shuyao laughed as she climbed out of the hammock, watching Qi Yu walk towards her step by step, backlit by the sun.
His face gradually became clearer in her eyes. His eyes were deadly, and he hadn't changed at all after all these years. Even his wrinkles were in the places she liked.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers, and only when he got closer did she realize that they weren't blue roses, but the Camoli Moonlight Blue Roses that are currently very popular online.
"Oh dear, this florist was lazy; the colors are sprayed so lightly."
"Don't you like light colors?"
"I've changed my mind now. The more vibrant the color of a flower, the more beautiful it is. And the deeper the emotion, the more moving it is."
Qi Shuyao half-squatted in the hammock, hugged Qi Yu who was standing outside, their bodies pressed tightly together, her lower abdomen against his lower body. She didn't know where she stole the strength, but she pulled him directly into the hammock and couldn't wait to kiss his lips.
Four lips pressed together, rubbing and sucking against each other, exchanging kisses and reciprocating, until they were evenly smeared on each other's faces. Qi Yu pulled Qi Shuyao's lips into his mouth, and she took the opportunity to pry open his teeth and sweep inside his mouth. She almost stuffed her whole head into his mouth, her straight little tongue pressing against his throat, bumping back and forth.
Qi Yu was still able to laugh under these circumstances, so Qi Shuyao used even more force. Her attention was focused on her mouth, and she didn't realize that Qi Yu had secretly pulled his arm out from under her and instantly wrapped it around her waist. The two switched positions, and he pinned her down.
The kiss continued, and the battle intensified. Qi Shuyao's mouth was completely blocked, her face flushed red. After a deep kiss, she gasped for air, her whole body going limp.
The long skirt that clung to her body was rolled up and placed at the base of her thighs. A large hand reached inside, kneading her wet vaginal opening through her panties. Her fingertips pushed against the panties and tried to penetrate them. The rough texture made her groan with dissatisfaction. Qi Yu smiled slightly, lowered his head, and kissed her cheek loudly. His fingers instantly slipped inside her panties from the side and plunged into her vagina.
Qi Shuyao's body and breath suddenly froze, then she quickly began to enjoy it. She raised her lower body and reached down, mimicking his movements as she manipulated his penis through her pants. A hard, thick iron rod swelled in her palm, stubbornly pressing against her pants, about to come out. She found the glans with her fingers and deliberately pressed down, and as she wished, she heard his groan.
The owner of the finger laughed, and she unzipped her pants, took the stick out of the small opening, and held it in her palm, stroking it. The thing was so hot that she could barely hold it. Her legs, which had been together, were spread apart and inserted on either side of him. After doing this so many times, today she actually felt a little scared. That thing was too hot. If she put it in, she would be burned alive.
Qi Yu didn't give her a chance to back out. He quickly grabbed her buttocks and pulled her onto his lap. His vulva pressed against his glans, and with a gentle push, he made contact with the most passionate and tender part of her vulva. They held hands and ran towards the innermost part.
Qi Shuyao frowned at the betrayal of her own body. Her body was split open from the lower body, and fluid flew quickly away from her along the crack. They had all betrayed her and were running joyfully toward the intruders.
They brought out so much joy that even her body succumbed to it, her eyes half-closed, even begging him to chop the axe at her.
The brain delivered the final and most fatal blow to her. It arrived late, but reacted the most, jumping up and ramming into the top of her head, kicking her into the hell called pleasure.
She stopped resisting and directly raised her hand to hug Qi Yu's neck, pressing him down. Their bodies were pressed tightly together. At first glance, they were still dressed in suits and ties and seemed to be enjoying each other's company. But if you looked down slightly, you could see the lewdness that was not to be tolerated.
Qi Shuyao's skirt and the hammock fabric beneath her were soaked. She could even hear the water dripping from the hammock onto the floor. Her body was ready, just waiting to be thoroughly fucked.
Even with her eyes half-closed, she could feel Qi Yu's gaze falling upon her. He had been dejected for a while, but he had finally straightened up again. His large hand brushed the stray hairs from her face and rested against her ear.
He started to exert force, his penis suddenly pulled out and then thrust back in, the glans almost hitting the clitoris on the first try, but the next second, the two of them started to shake together.
The entire hammock was shaking, causing the two trees to sway slightly as well. Even some debris from the tree canopy fell and hit Qi Shuyao's face, which she slapped away haphazardly before grabbing Qi Yu's neck tightly.
"Hurry...hurry up..."
Qi Yu kissed her face, slowly aligning his movements with the swaying of the hammock. The force no longer hindered his exertion, but instead became a force that amplified his movements as he leaned forward.
Each time, the penis plunged in, each time hitting the very core of her flower. Qi Shuyao's vagina was split open, her mouth gaping to receive the penis's entry and exit. The force of the glans pushed into her abdominal cavity, making her internal organs feel like they were about to shift. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth finally gathered into power to attack her body. Although she was still firmly pressed on the hammock, she felt as if she were floating, her soul even rising.
The hammock swayed, and the roses sandwiched between their bodies hit Qi Shuyao's face, blocking her view. She couldn't see Qi Yu's face, but her senses became more acute. She seized the moment when he slowed down, wrapped her arms around his neck, and flipped herself onto him.
The woman's two slender legs were wedged on either side of his buttocks, and his penis steadily pierced deep inside, penetrating his entire abdominal cavity. The rose on her face fell to the side, and the fallen petals blocked one of Qi Yu's eyes.
Qi Shuyao placed her hands on his chest, slowly raised her hips, and then slammed them down. The hammock became a trampoline in her hands. Up and down, when she exerted the most force, both of them were thrown into the air, their heads peeking out from under the covers.
With a few hard thrusts, her body was brought to its knees, and she was wet, her juices flowing freely and completely soaking the fabric beneath her.
She held the penis in her mouth domineeringly, refusing to move and preventing him from ejaculating. Qi Yu laughed and let her be domineering, raising his hand to pull her upper body into his arms.
"Has your wish come true?"
Qi Shuyao looked at him with some confusion.
"You must have thought about this kind of game many times back in Yangcheng, right?"
How did you know?
"Do you remember where your hammock was in Yangcheng's house?"
"The back garden, facing the window of your study."
“Every time you lie on top of me, you always lift your head and look at me from time to time. In your eyes, there is the most primal and undisguised desire.”
"So you often slack off in the study, huh?"
"It's all for you."
"You saw through my thoughts so early on, and you were able to tolerate me until I was almost an adult."
"You'll be mine sooner or later, so how about it, are you satisfied now?"
"I'm not satisfied. I want you to be here with me every day."
“Every day, before you can even stand it anymore, your little hammock will go on strike first.”
"How long do you think it can last?"
"How long? It should last at least five or six years, and if the wind is strong, it could last three or four years..."
Three years later.
Qi Shuyao was setting up the venue in the small garden behind the central courtyard. Tomorrow was Qi Yu's birthday, and she had been preparing for a long time for a grand birthday banquet.
She decorated the pillars of the pavilion with flowers, and when she got tired, she would lie on the rocking chair and enjoy the breeze. The pavilion faced a lake, where swans stretched their proud figures on the water.
Feeling so comfortable, she squinted her eyes and reached for the freshly squeezed fruit juice on the small table. Before she could even put the straw in her mouth, a deafening explosion came from some distant place.
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