When Xia Houlin returned to the Shen residence, it was already dark, probably because he had been so busy for the past few days that his feet could not touch the ground and he did not rest well. When he got off the horse, he felt a little dizzy and almost fell off the horse. Fortunately, Chang Sui came to help him, so he didn't really fall to the ground.
"Sir, go back and have a good rest, Iron Man can't handle your busy work." Chang Sui said.
"It's all right."
Xia Houlin waved his hand, and while loosening his collar, he went around the shadow wall, passed the cross-courtyard, and saw Shen Jue's study was lit up. Xia Houlin's eyes lit up, and he pushed open the door and walked in without having to communicate. Shen Jue sat on the edge of Huang Huali's desk, flipping through the official document with his hands down. He didn't wear a crown or tie his hair, and his long, straight hair fell down and covered half of his face. There is a little outline, and there is a quiet beauty in the dim halo of the candle.
Xia Houlin leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a slight smile.
Shen Wenxing came in with tea, met Xia Houlin, and said hello with a smile, "Why don't you go in, Godfather just asked how long it took you to come back."
Xia Houlin smiled and then entered the door. Shen Jue glanced at him lightly, but didn't answer.
"Why did you come out of the palace today?" Xia Houlin sat beside him and blew tea for him, and handed it to him after confirming that it was not hot.
"Datongwei's fanzi handed over the official document and went to the East Factory. Seeing that it was getting late, he would not return to the palace."
"What happened to Datongwei?" Xia Houlin was taken aback, "Liaodong is still in chaos, and Shuobei is not peaceful?"
Shen Jue said no, "The last time someone checked the little Jun Hou from Cha Baili's house. Her family was all dead and clean.
Leaving such a crooked seedling alone. I first guessed whether this girl used some means to get the title of prince. "
Xia Houlin remembered the silhouette of the girl in the sun. She said that her brothers and sisters were all dead, and she looked at it with a panic. He pondered for a while, and said, "I met her today, and she is a little violent, but children from rich and noble families are used to being arrogant, so it's not surprising that they have such a temper."
"Well, the old lord really doted on her very much. He was afraid that she would die, so he specially invited Master to be the godmother in the nunnery on the snowy mountain." Shen Jue put his hands on the bridge of his nose, "Five years ago, the Hou mansion was in trouble. After the smallpox, she happened to escape the disaster on the mountain, but the whole family died of illness, so she got the title. There is nothing suspicious in this way."
"I was only seven years old five years ago, so I can't even recognize all the words." Xia Houlin said.
Shen Jue put the pen on the desk, leaned on the back of the chair and pinched her brows, "You met her at Yunxian Tower? A dignified prince who actually hangs out with the people in Rouge Hutong. Well, it's not heaven. Home is not under my control."
"You already know?" Xia Houlin said, "But you can't say that. There are also good girls in Rouge Hutong, and it's not voluntary for people to enter that kind of place."
Shen Jue raised his chin towards Duobaoge, "Everyone brings gifts to thank you for coming, can I not know?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows again, "Why, after a few words, I feel distressed? Although that prostitute is an old acquaintance of yours, but it is enough to rescue him. What does it sound like for someone to carry bath water?"
Xia Houlin stood up and took a look. There were several jars of wine under the Duobao grid. He picked up a pot and smelled it, and said with a smile: "It's Qiu Lubai from the Shandong vassal, my dear, I used to work in Yunxian Tower. At that time, I didn’t even let me touch it, but now I have sent ten pots all at once. I heard that this wine is brewed with lotus dew, you have to try it.”
"I don't like to drink." Shen Jue invited Shen Wenxing to come over to test the poison with a silver needle. After the test, Xia Houlin sipped, "Did you hear what I said just now."
"Why don't you just carry a bath water? It's not like I haven't carried it before." Xia Houlin disagreed, "It's fine."
But Shen Jue's face sank, "What's wrong with you, you're addicted to taking bath water. Or is that chick born with a good color, do you like her?"
"Where did you go?" Xia Houlin didn't know what was going on in Shen Jue's mind. He was so wronged, he comforted him. Wanting to say a few more words, seeing that Shen Jue's face was not good, he stopped, and walked out with a pot of wine in each hand, "Forget it, I have to get up early tomorrow and go to work, I will go to bed after drinking some wine. You also go to bed early, Don't approve it too late."
Shen Jue watched him go out with a dark face. Usually, he would accompany him to approve official documents, but today he fell asleep alone. Shen Jue felt restless in her heart, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Shen Wenxinglong standing beside the candlestick, grabbed the brush and threw it at him, saying, "What are you doing here, get out!"
Shen Wenxing hurriedly shrank his head away.
Xia Houlin sat on the marble ledge and drank while blowing the night breeze. At the beginning of March, the weather became very bad. The sun was still shining during the day, and it started to rain at night. The raindrops fell on the ground one after another, and a water stain the size of a copper coin was printed. Xia Houlin drank both pots of wine, and his whole body became hot before heading to his room. He lived in a wing next to Shen Jue's main house. Shen's house was very large. From the study to Shen Jue's yard, he had to go around a large corridor and go through two doors. There are palace lanterns hanging under the porch, and the glazed shells are covered with paintings of flowers and birds, and they roll around in the slanting wind and drizzle.
As he walked, he felt that his body was not quite right, and his lower abdomen seemed to have a cluster of flames, burning with a chi chi, and there was a faint tendency to expand. He is not a child who doesn't know the world. He has lived in the Wanxiang Tower in Jinling for a while, and he understands the tricks between men and women very well, and he immediately understands what is going on with him.
his grandfather's. What is Yunxianlou's heart? He cursed secretly a few times, and walked faster to the wing. There was a double image in the field of vision, the heartbeat was abnormally fast, the thing between the thighs quietly stood up, and it was inconvenient to move around. He lowered his head and glanced at it, the robe was thick, and he couldn't see anything. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally entered the yard, forgot to wash up, rushed into the room, climbed onto the carved bed, and closed the curtain tightly.
Shen Jue went back to the yard after reading all the official documents that he should read. He walked through the hall, passed Xia Houlin's house, the lights were dark, and there was no sound through the Linghua window. He must have fallen asleep. He was still holding his breath in his heart, but Xia Houlin was just like a normal person, and he didn't know how to make amends and admit his mistake. With a cold snort in his nose, he decided to go to the palace early in the morning and not meet Xia Houlin.
Shen Wenxing lit the lamp and walked out of the door with his waist down. Shen Jue took off his belt and hung it on the hanger, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the tent was covered, and Xia Houlin's breathing could be heard inside. He was stunned for a while, the corner of his mouth couldn't help laughing, it turned out that this kid was waiting for him here. Sitting on the couch and taking off his boots, he coughed lightly: "What are you doing here lying down here? Go back to your own room, I don't have time to talk to you."
After waiting for a long time, Xia Houlin didn't say a word, only heavier and heavier breathing, which sounded a bit strange. Shen Jue became suspicious, stepped on barefoot and opened the curtain. Xia Houlin was lying with his back to him, his collar half torn open, revealing his wheat-colored shoulders, still trembling slightly. What is this doing? Shen Jue had an answer in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it. He pressed his shoulder and made him turn over. Sure enough, he saw one of his right hands was hidden in the waistband of his trousers, and there was a bulge in that area, wiggling up and down. Shen Jue couldn't hide the shock in her heart, she looked up and saw his blurred eyes, he had completely lost his mind, and he didn't even know that Shen Jue was in front of him.
This is God's kindness, is it pitiful for him to be unrequited for so many years, and connect people directly to his mouth? He sat on the edge of the bed and stayed there for a while. No, no, no pie in the world? It was Qiu Lubai from Yunxianlou, and there was something wrong with the bustard who came to give gifts. He seemed to understand something in his heart, so he got up to call Shen Wenxing, but before he could take a step, a pair of iron pincer-like arms wrapped around his waist and dragged him onto the bed.
The curtain was sent down from the hook, and it hung down like a fan, and the light in the bed suddenly became dim. In this dim light, Xia Houlin leaned over him, and his hot lips fell without warning.
Shen Jue's eyes tightened, and in an instant, there was a bang in his head, and the sky shook, and he actually forgot to resist.
But the next moment he came back to his senses. The irrational Xia Houlin is like a hungry wolf, arrogant and rude, with no tenderness at all. His breath was quick and heavy, like a bellows pulling at full speed.
The kiss wasn't enough, Xiahou Rin wanted more, and there was a fire under his crotch that almost burned him to ashes. He lowered his head and pulled the button on Shen Jue's collar, but he couldn't undo it for a long time. He felt annoyed, so he clenched his teeth. into sight.
He can't see anything. Only the well-proportioned and slender body embryo was in sight, flawless and just right. And that person, lying in the shadow of the lamp and looking at him, the corners of his eyes that were reddened by the bullying, the eyes are even more deep and long, and each eye wave has his unique flavor.
"Xiahou Rin, don't regret it." Shen Jue said in a hoarse voice.
"Regret?" he murmured suspiciously, why should he regret it? He has no regrets, he wants more, he wants everything.
He bowed his head, leaned over, and continued.
Shen Jue hugged him and let him leave one kiss after another on her body. His lips were so hot that they roamed around him like a fire, burning everywhere without hesitation. But Shen Jue had to endure it, he still couldn't ask Xiahou Rong, how could this boy have such a reckless temperament, how could he tolerate himself under a man's crotch. Therefore, he has to compromise and make Xia Houlin think that he has been bullied and ravaged, so that they will have a chance for a long time.
Xia Houlin was pulling his sweat towel, he sat up with support, bit his fingertips, and dripped a few drops of blood on the mattress. Looking down at the body, the hickey is like a plum blossom all over the body. The evidence is enough, it's time for him to take control of the situation.
Xia Houlin tore off his sweat towel, and the waistband of his trousers fell to his knees. He was about to straighten his waist when Shen Jue grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms. He wanted to struggle, but a cold hand touched him. Between his crotch, he held his little Xiahou.
It was a double world of ice and fire, and Xia Houlin shuddered.
The lifeblood has been grasped, how can it be fierce? Shen Jue slowly tightened his palms, the meat blade swayed in his hand, and the tip of the blade was so red that it seemed to drip blood. Xia Houlin's whole body softened, like a snake being pinched seven inches, completely manipulated by Shen Jue. Shen Jue licked the scars on his neck and shoulders while helping him move, the scars on the tip of his tongue, leaving light water stains, shining in the shadow of the candle, unparalleled in the world.
"Aang, are you comfortable?" Shen Jue called to him in his ear.
Xia Houlin closed his eyes and raised his head, showing a fluent neck line in the dim light and shadow.
Shen Jue bit his Adam's apple lightly, "Tell me, are you comfortable?"
"It's uncomfortable," Xia Houlin panted as he leaned against him, "It's cool."
"My brother," Shen Jue whispered to tempt him, "it will make you feel better."
Shen Jue exerted his strength again, Xia Houlin couldn't help but snorted, but he didn't call him brother.
Shen Jue bit his ear angrily, pushed him onto the bed, made him lie sideways on the pillow, grabbed his own thing and even rubbed his thighs, while the other hand didn't forget to rub for him.
Xia Houlin thought he was slow, so he reached out and held his hand to speed up. Shen Jue kissed his back, and there was a fine trembling on his shoulders. It was too itchy, he hunched his back, obviously wanting to refuse, but brought his body to Shen Jue's mouth.
It was raining heavily outside, making a crackling sound on the eaves. The spring tide and the sound of the rain were surging in the small space, Shen Jue pressed against his buttocks, and almost couldn't help sending himself in several times.
At the end, Xiahou Rin was forced to shoot three times by his condom, and the majestic little Xiahou was satisfied and finally died.
Shen Jue let go of his hand and shot himself all between Xia Houlin's thighs. The pipa sleeves that had pulled off the official uniform helped him clean, Shen Jue lay down, and hugged Xiahou Lin in his arms.
Xia Houlin was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes. Looking at him under the lamp shadow, the usually sharp eyebrows and eyes are now soft, as if melting in the dim light and shadow. Shen Jue kissed him, and his arm naturally came over and placed it on Shen Jue's waist.
"Alan." Shen Jue gently stroked his lips.
"Huh?" Xia Houlin was really tired and sounded like a mosquito.
But Shen Jue still wanted to tease him, "Do you still remember who I am?"
Xia Houlin raised his eyes to look at him, his sanity had not yet returned to the cage, and everything he saw was a blur. In the flickering light, Shen Jue's long eyelashes drooped down, those eyes were dark and deep, lining the reddish upturned tip of the eyes, unprovoked seductive.
Xia Houlin couldn't hold back, hooked Shen Jue's neck and pulled down, pressing his lips on his.
In the sound of the rain, Shen Jue heard Xiahou sigh softly: "Remember, my eldest lady."
There was a thud in my head, as if something had collapsed. Shen Jue turned his head slightly and looked at him in disbelief, "What did you say?"