Lin Yuan finally knew what it was like for the king not to go to court early.
Chen Bosong is like a lion, his face is covered with sweat, his whole body is full of despair, his arms are as strong as steel, his body is hot, but his eyes are full of fulfillment of long-cherished wishes and those who have no tomorrow. despair.
He thought he was going to die, and this was the reward he got before he died.
Lin Yuan raised his head to look at Chen Bosong's face, which was obviously very ferocious, but it made him feel sexy.
Lin Yuan's fingers sank into Chen Bosong's muscles, and he could feel the scars on Chen Bosong's skin.
Chen Bosong's body is hot, but his heart is cold.
He couldn't figure out what Lin Yuan was thinking, and he didn't understand why Lin Yuan was lying under him at this time.
But he knew this was the happiest and most desperate time of his life.
He bowed his head reverently and captured Lin Yuan's lips.
It's that mouth that speaks terrifying words.
He was always worried that he would not be able to complete the tasks entrusted by Lin Yuan, and could not bear Lin Yuan's expectations. He forced himself to move forward, leaving no retreat and never looking back.
Lin Yuan felt water droplets on his face, he thought it was Chen Bosong's sweat.
But when he looked up, he found that it was Chen Bosong's tears.
Lin Yuan stretched out his hand to wipe away Chen Baisong's tears, but was brought back to another world by Chen Baisong's ferocious actions.
Lin Yuan didn't know when he fell asleep, but he slept very deeply, and it was rare that he could sleep so well. Pillowing on Chen Baisong's shoulder, the tip of his nose is the smell of sweat on Chen Baisong's body, but he doesn't find it unpleasant.
Erliang stood guard outside the door, and he sent all the people who were serving him long before Chen Bosong entered.
He is a servant and doesn't feel that men have anything to do with men, he takes the master's will as his will.
Even if the young master slept like a monster, he had to guard the door.
Nowadays, people sometimes have to know how to pretend to be deaf and dumb. There is no good end to being a smart person.
As the day dawned, Erliang cautiously walked to the bedside and said softly, "Your Majesty, today..."
Lin Yuan's somewhat confused voice came from inside: "It's just that I've been too tired these days, I'm not feeling well, and I can't go to court."
Twenty-two bowed his head: "Yes."
He really wanted to open the bed tent to see how Chen Bosong, a man who was not a woman at all, was fascinated by the young master.
If it was Chu Lin, he would understand, but Chen Bosong...
Two or two shivered.
But don't be like what he thought, the young master is not on top, it's a big loss.
After Lin Yuan finished talking to Erliang, he put his head on Chen Bosong's shoulder again. Chen Bosong was tired last night and hasn't woken up yet, but his brows were also wrinkled in his sleep. A pair of big hands were still on Lin Yuan's waist. The cocoon was thick and rough, but Lin Yuan felt very comfortable.
In fact, he couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for Chen Bosong.
Say it's love? It doesn't seem right.
Friendship? No one has ever brought a friend to bed.
Or there is a little love, but other feelings are mixed in it, and it is not pure.
But he was sure that he was possessive towards Chen Bosong, and for so many years he knew clearly that Chen Bosong had no woman.
There are no men or women, and Chen Bosong lives like an ascetic.
He also knew Chen Bosong's feelings for him.
When he heard someone persuade Chen Bosong to marry, he could feel his anger.
Any emotion to the extreme is exclusive and selfish.
So Lin Yuan gave up thinking and acted instinctively, doing whatever he thought of.
He was lying in Chen Bosong's arms, wondering if he would regret it in the future, but at this moment he did not regret it.
The only thing I regret is that I shouldn't have fed Chen Bosong that glass of wine before going to bed last night. It was sent by Chen Banxian to cheer him up.
He didn't know if Chen Bosong's body had been conditioned, but he only knew that his butt hurt now.
Lin Yuan thought about it for a while, and then fell back asleep.
"Sir, sin deserves ten thousand death." Lin Yuan was awakened by the sound of sin.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Bosong kneeling beside the bed without an inch, with his head lowered and his hands clenched into fists.
Chen Bosong's hair was wet with sweat last night, and it hasn't completely dried yet.
Lin Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Climb up or get out."
Chen Bosong remained motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.
Couldn't he just get out of here and walk the birds
Lin Yuan sneered: "Move, why are you kneeling stupidly?"
Chen Bosong wanted to go get the clothes.
Lin Yuan's feet stepped on his clothes.
Chen Baisong looked at Lin Yuan's feet. Lin Yuan seldom walked on the ground. Even if he went out for a long journey, he still had a carriage. His toes were rounded, the insteps were slightly arched, and his skin was fair and delicate without calluses.
Chen Bosong's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Lin Yuan stepped on Chen Bosong's thigh.
"The following is a crime." Lin Yuan smiled, "Go out and get a knife, and in the future, you will be a servant and wait by my side, eh?"
Chen Baisong's eagle woke up, stuck his head out, and seemed eager to come out and have a big fight.
But Chen Bosong himself was still sensible and his mind was still alive. He swallowed and said, "Sir, damn it."
Lin Yuan retracted his feet: "It's pretty damned."
Chen Bosong's heartbeat slowed a few beats.
Lin Yuan said again, "Chen Bosong, were you so timid before?"
"You were much more courageous last night than you are now."
Chen Bosong pursed his lips into a straight line, and his voice was difficult: "It's me... offended..."
Lin Yuan raised his head: "I'm sure."
Chen Bosong raised his head and looked at Lin Yuan like a torch.
If the eyes have power, Lin Yuan should have been pierced by Chen Bosong's eyes.
Lin Yuan asked him, "Do you regret what happened last night?"
Chen Bosong shook his head without thinking.
Lin Yuan: "Then what are you afraid of? Afraid that I will eat you?"
When Chen Baisong heard the word "eat", the eagle was about to spread its wings.
Lin Yuan also saw it, and Chen Bosong covered it with a flushed face.
He thought about last night.
Chen Bosong's mouth was dry.
Last night, he seemed to have lost all reason, and only knew that he would use all his strength to hug the person in front of him.
Lin Yuan: "Don't hide it, you've seen everything you should see, does it hurt?"
It was only after being mentioned by Lin Yuan that Chen Bosong felt the pain. After all, it was made of meat, and it was difficult for him to even walk with so much pain.
Lin Yuan also mocked him: "Eight times, the iron pestle should be broken."
Chen Bosong's face turned even redder.
When he was in the barracks, almost all of his personal soldiers were close friends, and he was lonely at night, and sometimes he talked about his close friends.
He never felt it.
What's the joy of doing that? It's no different from your own hands.
But now he understands that the difference between that matter and the hand is too great to be compared.
"Don't go anywhere today, stay with me here." Lin Yuan lifted the quilt.
Chen Baisong lied down honestly - he felt that he was dreaming, but the dream was too real, and the more real it was, the more frightening he became. He was afraid that if it was really a dream and woke up, what would he do.
Lin Yuan was already leaning on his shoulder.
He also played with Chen Bosong's hand: "I'm going to do infrastructure construction."
Chen Bosong was in a daze.
Lin Yuan said to himself: "Currently, there are still too few jobs. Only by promoting infrastructure construction and increasing jobs can the people be able to work. There will be fewer people doing nothing, and society will be stable. everything."
Chen Bosong was still in a daze.
Lin Yuan sighed and said, "It's just difficult to implement, let's start with the capital, what do you think?"
Chen Baisong watched Lin Yuan hold his hand, but just watched, motionless.
Lin Yuan was helpless, reached out and patted Chen Bosong's forehead, Chen Bosong then recovered: "What did you say?"
Lin Yuan sighed: "Forget it, it's useless to say anything to you now."
Just when Lin Yuan was about to get up to take a shower and read the notebook, there were two or two voices from outside: "Your Majesty, it's time for breakfast."
Lin Yuan: "Bring it in."
Two or two brought in alone.
Breakfast consisted of two bowls of porridge, two fried dough sticks, a few xiaolongbao, and two salted duck eggs.
Lin Yuan invited Chen Bosong to come and eat with him.
Chen Bosong didn't refuse, he moved in small steps, and it hurt when he took a little bigger step.
All the muscles in his body tensed when he sat down.
Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing: "You look harder than me."
Although his butt hurt, it didn't hurt to the point where he had to walk in small steps.
Chen Bosong was drinking the porridge, and he was still in a trance. At the same time, he felt that this must be real, and at the same time, he felt that he was still dreaming. He was very entangled.
Seeing his tangled expression, Lin Yuan knew that he burned his throat and asked Erliang to bring a cup of cold tea.
"Say something." Lin Yuan urged.
Chen Bo pursed his lips tightly.
Lin Yuan felt like he was forcing Liang to be a prostitute, and sighed, "I'm afraid that your throat will hurt and it will be troublesome to talk in the future."
Chen Bosong: "It's okay."
Hearing his hoarse voice, Lin Yuan knew that he must be burned.
But you can't rub the scald medicine in your throat.
Lin Yuan sighed.
"Speaking of scald medicine, I'm going to prepare a large-scale trial planting in the medicine business circle." Lin Yuan took a mouthful of fried dough sticks. "If it succeeds, there will be medicine fields everywhere in the future, but it's not very easy to concoct."
"It would be great if we could find someone who could do this."
The biggest problem with traditional Chinese medicine is that it is difficult to concoct. Only after concocting can traditional Chinese medicine be stored for a long time.
But concocting is a craft, and even pharmacies can't guarantee how long the traditional Chinese medicines they concoct can be stored.
If you accidentally get damp and moldy, the medicine will be destroyed.
Lin Yuan wanted people to develop western medicine, but he didn't understand it himself and couldn't describe it.
Seems like it will have to be figured out later.
But one thing can be done.
It is an over-the-counter drug, especially for common diseases such as colds. The doses of adults and children are separate. After the diagnosis, there is no need to grab the medicine and buy the medicine directly.
Lin Yuan informed the medical office and asked the doctors to do research on their own.
He has a bunch of forward-looking concepts, which are helpless and difficult to implement.
Lin Yuan glanced at Chen Bosong and sighed.
I don't know when Chen Bosong will be able to get along with him comfortably.