Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Forget it, it's better for me to ask you."

Even if he really lost his mind, he was here to rectify the Fa on the spot, Yan Yi forced himself to look away, bent over and hugged him horizontally.

"what."

"Ha ha."

The sudden weightlessness of his body scared Ling Chenggui into screaming repulsively. In a panic, his arms hooked around his neck. He seemed to be a little awake. Seeing his cute appearance, Yan Yi couldn't help laughing loudly. He hugged him and entered. The last time they entered the yard, Ling Chenggui, who was holding his neck, blushed even more. He didn't dare to remind them of their embarrassed state, and simply buried his head in his neck like an ostrich.

"bump!"

He kicked open the door of one of the bedrooms with a single kick, and before he went in, Yan Yi said to the servant who heard the sound in a cold voice: "There is no need to wait here, all go out."

In front of Yan Shengrui, maybe Yan Yi is just a shadow guard commander, but in fact, he is not only the shadow guard commander, but also the president of Yan Shengrui's four pro-guards. , In the eyes of outsiders, the four chiefs are all fragrant buns, especially for those small family daughters who have not left the cabinet in the capital, they are the perfect husband-in-law candidates.

"Yes"

The servants dared not look directly at him, so they all retreated respectfully, Yan Yi hooked the door with his foot, put one hand on the latch, carried Ling Chenggui into the innermost bedroom, and placed him on the bed lightly. , Ling Chenggui, who was already awake, his heart was beating non-stop, he didn't even dare to open his eyes, and prayed that he would leave quickly.

"Haha... Now that you are awake, open your eyes."

But Yan Yi was not as he wished. Not only did he not leave, but he sat down beside the room, and while speaking, his hand slid across his cheek like a feather.

"drink"

As if there was an electric current running through his body, it stabbed Ling Chenggui to open his eyes abruptly. His eyes that were clouded by drunkenness looked at him shyly like a little white rabbit. The curvature of Yan Yi's mouth could not help but slowly widen him. Man, doesn't he know that the more cute he is, the more he wants to bully him?

"I worked hard to bring you back, how should you thank me?"

Leaning over and pulling off the hairpin that fastened his golden crown, his black hair poured down like a waterfall, his slender fingers picked up a strand of hair and brought it to his lips for a light kiss, Ling Chenggui's face was immediately red as if he was about to bleed. In the same way, his body was so stiff that he couldn't move, and his lips were shivering and squirming: "Many, thank you Yan, Big Brother Yan."

Apart from thanking him, he didn't know what to say or do at all, Yan Yi pulled away a little, just when he thought he had made enough trouble and was about to leave, his hot cheeks were suddenly held up, confused and innocent. His eyes blinked suspiciously, and his tongue unconsciously stretched out and licked the gān astringent lips.

"Just use yourself to thank me..."

"Um"

Yan Yi's tongue suddenly became dry, and he bullied him and grabbed his lips. Ling Chenggui suddenly widened his eyes, and his head stopped spinning until his tongue tyrannically pried open his teeth and tried to enter his mouth. Ling Chenggui It was only after realizing it that he realized that he wanted to push him away with his hands against his chest, but in Yan Yi's eyes, a weak push was like an invitation, instead of letting him leave, he kissed him instead. Gotta be wilder.

Chapter 409 Chaos on the morning of the first day of the new year

The night of New Year's Eve is destined to be wild and unsettled, and of course, everyone woke up late the next day. Ling Jingxuan and Sikong Jue, who were supposed to go to the palace early in the morning to pay New Year's greetings to the Empress Dowager, were nowhere to be seen. Manager Zhu stared nervously in the hall for a long time. Seeing that Concubine Yun, even the little masters who had started one after another were not nervous, he could only sigh helplessly, turned around and went back to work on his own.

In the supposedly tidy room, clothes were strewn everywhere on the ground, and the air seemed to still smell of passion. On the innermost carved flower bed, two men slept with their necks down, so that the quilts tightly wrapped their quilts. On the body, the slightly exposed neck skin showed traces of blue and purple hickeys, which were looming under the cover of scattered hair.

"Um"

The man who was close to the inside groaned unconsciously, and the soreness that seemed to be dismantled and reassembled made him frown even in his sleep. His arm has been paralyzed to the point of unconsciousness, but his face is covered with satiety. The other hand gently brushes the other's frown, and the finger pads gently press and rub, the man seems to be comforted and comfortable. Letting out a groan, he moved his body and was about to fall asleep again, but his sore body was still fine, and even more soreness when he moved, especially his lower body, as if it was no longer his own.

"Hmm, it hurts..." The brows that had just been stretched were wrinkled again, and he unconsciously let out a coquettish moan, and his eyeballs turned gently under his eyelids.

"Where does it hurt? Is it here? I'll rub it for you."

Hearing his pain, the man's hand slipped into the quilt and slid to his waist, and gently massaged his waist. The man sleeping in his arms opened his eyes suddenly: "Yan Xiaohua?! How could you? On my bed?"

Yes, they are none other than Yan Xiaohua and Sikong Jue. After the two of them returned to the room last night, they went on without a word. Eat gāngān cleanly.

"I'm your man, who else can I be on if I'm not on your bed?"

Yan Xiaohua curled his lips into a smile, peach blossom eyes locked on him dotingly, he knew he would do this, but he would not

Regret, no matter how many times he comes again, he will still do it, because, he is his, they will come back to this step sooner or later.

"Damn, I mean... it doesn't hurt..."

Sikong Jue cursed and wanted to turn over and sit up, but his body moved a little, and the mourning sound spread throughout the room. Sikong Jue supported his sore back with his backhand, thinking with his butt, what they did last night, Damn, the waist doesn't seem to be his own anymore, and there is that place, along with the movement of his body, something seems to flow out. After realizing what it might be, his fullness of indifference turned into anger and anger. To actually let those things stay in his body... No, who allowed him to touch him casually?

"What's wrong? Are you still uncomfortable? Do you want to take a bath? You passed out last night. I simply cleaned it up for you, and there may be some cleaning inside."

Sitting up distressed, Yan Xiaohua's hands touched his red body here and there, and he was about to touch his ass, Sikong Jue waved him away with a blushing face: "Don't touch me, I I can wash myself."

Glancing at him fiercely, Sikong Jue qiáng sat up enduring the pain in his body, the quilt covering him slipped off, the white and red body was covered with dense hickeys, and his chest was still red and swollen even now, that Not to mention the place, Sikong Jue was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a place to burrow in. His gradually activated brain seemed to be against him, and scenes of passion flashed through his mind, making him even more ashamed and angry. The most damning thing is that he didn't refuse at all last night, and he said a lot of things he shouldn't have said in his passion. Thinking of those, he couldn't help but want to slap himself to death.

"Je, I was wrong, don't get mad at me again, okay?"

Not discouraged by his refusal, Yan Xiaohua leaned on him and hugged him gently, seeing his cute appearance with blushing cheeks, he knew that he had resentment in his heart, and that he had indeed gone too far. He will slowly compensate him for a lifetime, but he can no longer let him avoid him. The arrival of Sikong Tam makes him flustered, and he cannot lose him.

"Go away, I'm going to the bathroom."

It is not so much that he was angry that he took advantage of his drunkenness to get him drunk, but that he was angry with himself, because as soon as Yan Xiaohua opened his mouth, his unwilling heart turned towards him. Now that they have come this far, he needs to think calmly. Thinking about what to do next, it is inevitable to forgive him, but there is still a sigh of resentment in his heart, so let him go, and he will be even more reluctant.

"Jue"

Yan Xiaohua let go of him slightly injured, turned around and silently lifted the quilt, took a cloak and put it on him before hugging him: "I'll take you, Jue, I can't let go, There is one thing you may not know, I liked you as early as the days when I rescued you, but when your servant came, I didn't realize that you were already in my heart, so I let you go, but a few months later, you appeared in front of me again, God knows how excited I was at that time, I know that my stupid self-righteousness broke your heart, but I still can't let you go, this life Impossible."

On the way to the bathroom with him in his arms, Yan Xiaohua looked at the front with deep eyes and said with absolute firmness. Sikong Jue raised his eyes and looked at his profile, saying that he was unhappy is a lie, if he didn't love him too much, He is a dignified prince, how could he marry him so far? No matter how much he disliked him over the years, or even spoke ill of him, it was his love for him that supported him to stay. Now that he knew that he was just like him, it was love at first sight for him. on his shoulders.