Flame burst into Shang Junlin's eyes instantly, he walked in, locked the door quietly, and walked towards Su Yu.
The young man who had just bathed simply put on his clothes, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, which was dazzlingly white against the backdrop of the red clothes.
The water droplets from the hair fell and soaked into the clothes, leaving a trace of wetness.
Under the candlelight, the young man's temperament is like a demon, and his lazy appearance becomes more and more fascinating.
It is indeed a sweet punishment for a lover to look like this but not to eat.
In order not to scare people, Shang Junlin suppressed the hot emotion in his eyes, and approached the young man step by step.
"How does Ayu plan to punish me?" After approaching, Shang Junlin subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to take the young man into his arms.
Shen Yu stretched out a hand to rest on Shang Junlin's chest.
Shang Junlin stopped and looked at Shen Yu suspiciously: "Ah Yu?"
There was a scorching heat in his eyes that could not be ignored, and he slid inch by inch over the skin of Shen Yu's body, like a pair of invisible hands stroking down his eyes.
Shen Yu's body gradually became crimson.
"Since it's punishment, His Majesty will of course listen to me." Shen Yu felt his voice was a little hoarse, and cleared his throat.
"Okay, I'll listen to Ah Yu." The mouth is polite, but the eyes are still presumptuous.
"The first thing Your Majesty has to do," Shen Yu glanced at the arm resting on his waist, "let me go and take a step back."
Shang Junlin did as he did, with a look of regret flashing in his eyes.
Satisfied with his obedience, Shen Yu turned around and walked inside: "Your Majesty, follow up."
Hearing the sound of footsteps not far or near behind, the corners of his lips curled up in a gloomy mood.
Entering the room, the heat became more and more obvious. Shang Junlin looked around and found the source of the heat behind the screen.
— is a huge bathtub.
The dense hot air is rising from the tub, spreading in mid-air, filling the entire space.
Shen Yu didn't stop, and walked straight towards the bathtub. When he was about to arrive, he turned his head and issued an invitation: "Your Majesty, do you want to come together?"
The red dress slipped from his shoulders, and Shang Junlin's eyes fell on it, unable to move away for a long time.
His throat rolled violently, he walked over, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will serve Ayu to take a bath."
Red slipped off completely.
Before Shen Yu could react, Shang Junlin picked her up by the waist, and slowly put her into the water.
Shen Yu looked up at Shang Junlin.
Uncontrollable emotions rolled in the man's eyes, he saw himself and only himself in those long and narrow phoenix eyes.
The white arm stretched out from the water, hooked the man's neck, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, do you like it?"
"I like it." Shang Junlin stroked the young man's back, his sleeves submerged in the water, becoming the only black color in the water.
Ice muscle and snow bone.
Shang Junlin has always known that depression is beautiful, and the youth at this moment is so beautiful that he can't take his eyes off him. Apart from youth, he can't let go of anything else in his eyes and heart.
He wants to imprint his mark on the youth's snow-like skin, he wants the red plums to bloom slowly on the snow, and he wants the youth to be stained with his marks from the inside out...
He wanted to completely possess the young man in front of him.
"Ayu..." Shang Junlin's voice became even hoarse, and he closed his eyes with an indescribable desire, not wanting the emotion in his eyes to scare the young man.
With the man's hand behind his back for support, Shen Yu let go of one hand, and slid down the man's skirt, finally resting on the girdle.
"Your Majesty, your clothes are wet." Shen Yu raised her head, revealing her graceful neck.
Shang Junlin was still wearing the royal robes that showed his identity as an emperor, and his hair was tied behind his head meticulously. On the other hand, he was gloomy, his black hair was loose, and the water droplets slid down his shoulders and submerged in the water.
With a slight movement of Shen Yu's fingers, the waist seal was released.
"Didn't Your Majesty say that you want to serve me?"
Under the steaming heat, the snow was dyed pink, and the whole body, only the lips, were as red as ripe fruits that were tempting to pick.
Shang Junlin's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes became darker and darker.
He clearly felt the changes in his body caused by the youth's movements.
He let the fire in his heart spread.
The fire started a prairie fire, consuming everything.
"I will definitely satisfy Ah Yu." Shang Junlin raised his other hand without haste.
The tunic fell, followed by the tunic...
During the whole process, his eyes kept falling on Shen Yu, as if he wanted to ignite the fire on the young man.
Shen Yu didn't avoid his eyes, and leaned half on the edge of the bathtub, taking time to watch Shang Junlin's performance.
The last cover lost its effect, Shen Yu slightly turned his eyes away, the water surface rippled, and before Shen Yu could react, the man had already sat in.
There were bigger waves on the surface of the water, gloomy flashed, and fell into the arms of the man.
Shang Junlin did what he said, and washed every inch carefully, not letting any place go.
Panting heavily, she grasped the edge of the tub with a little force: "I didn't ask you to wash like this..."
Warm water poured into the gap, and Yu Yu's fingers tightened violently.
The white snow was dyed with a more gorgeous color than before, and the blossoming red plums were blooming on it, trembling with the waves, it was too beautiful to behold.
"Didn't Ah Yu say, let me wait for you to take a bath?" Shang Junlin smiled lowly, "I should do my best to make Ah Yu satisfied."
"Ayu, do you like it?"
"I only let you do what you should do, and I didn't let you do what you shouldn't!" Sullenly bit the man's shoulder as if venting hatred.
Shang Junlin kept moving his hands, and the depression quickly let go of his strength, and he fell into the man's arms softly, letting others do what he wanted.
There are more and more red plums blooming on the snow, and the sound of the water is occasionally mixed with a few low cries, which are touching.
It's not good if the blisters have been soaked for a long time, Shang Junlin took out the limp young man, wrapped it in a cloak casually, and walked to the bed.
"Bastard..." Shen Yu curled up in his arms, even her voice was trembling.
"Ah Yu, boy, if you don't make some preparations in advance, you won't be able to take it later." Shang Junlin's tone was gentle, but there was a storm in his eyes.
He wants to really own this person.
Shang Junlin has had this idea for more than a day or two. Ordinary contact can no longer satisfy him. He wants to have a deeper level of depression.
Shen Yu lay on his back on the bed, with one arm resting on his forehead, the crimson color spread down his neck and sank into the quilt.
Shang Junlin stood on top, watching him intently.
"Ah Yu..." Gently brushing away the hair on his gloomy face, Shang Junlin's voice was as mellow as strong wine, "I want you."
Shen Yu moved his arm and looked at him without blinking: "If I say no, will Your Majesty not continue?"
Shang Junlin was silent.
The arrow has to be fired, obviously, he won't.
Sullen didn't really want to refuse, as early as the first time he acquiesced, he was ready to accept Shang Junlin, although Shang Junlin forcibly stopped because of him that time.
To be honest, I was very surprised by the depression at that time, not to mention that Shang Junlin stopped when he frowned many times later, and every time he tasted it.
Such tolerance is really rare for an emperor.
However, Shen Yu also resisted this matter a little. He didn't resist Shang Junlin, otherwise he wouldn't let Shang Junlin trouble him every time, he just felt that he couldn't bear it.
Shang Junlin's physical strength is too good.
While thinking wildly, Shang Junlin had already leaned over and kissed her.
Gentle kisses fell on the forehead, eyes, nose... all the way down, and finally held the gloomy lips, savoring carefully.
Shen Yu couldn't help hugging him, indulging in this different tender kiss.
"Well… "
Suddenly, a muffled groan escaped from the gloomy throat, the crimson color faded from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his brows were also tightly frowned because of the pain.
There was no sign of Shang Junlin's actions.
Shen Yu tightly grasped the things under his hands, Shang Junlin let go of his lips, and the pain finally overflowed.
It hurts so much.
This is the only feeling of depression at the moment.
Suffering from pain, he just wanted to curl himself up, but under the restraint of the man, he could only be forced to stretch out.
Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, and they were quickly kissed away by the man gently.
"Ayu, I am happy with you." Shang Junlin kissed the side of Shen Yu's ear, and the deep voice came to Shen Yu's ear, extremely gentle, but his actions were firm and could not be refused.
A violent storm swept in, dragging depression into the center of the storm.
Ups and downs.
At dawn, the young man rang out from the tent with a weeping voice: "I'm sleepy..."
A snow-white wrist stretched out the red tent, and after a while, it was held by the other hand and brought back.
"Sleep when you're sleepy." The man's voice was satisfied.
Shen Yu didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already noon. He moved his body and took a breath of cold air instantly.
There is no place that does not cry out for pain.
Sullen and sleepy, he lay back on his stomach.
The curtain of the bed was opened, and a man wearing an emperor's crown came in with hot porridge: "Ah Yu woke up?"
Shen Yu turned his face away, not wanting to take a look at the culprit who made him feel uncomfortable everywhere.
Shang Junlin, who was full and full, didn't care about the depression and made a little temper, and put the porridge on the table beside him: "Are you hungry?"
"No..." Shen Yu shut his mouth suddenly, it was hard to imagine that such a hoarse voice was made by him.
Shang Junlin sat on the side of the bed and hugged Shen Yu out: "Drink some water first."
The water that was fed to his mouth had a sweet taste, his throat was somber and thirsty, and after drinking a glass with Shang Junlin's hand, he felt his throat feel better.
"Your Majesty didn't seem to be receiving a punishment yesterday, but rather a reward." Shen Yu gave him an angry look.
"It's because I couldn't restrain myself." Shang Junlin kissed Yu Yu's forehead, but if he could do it all over again, he couldn't restrain himself either.
"Drink some porridge first." Shang Junlin brought the porridge, put it to his mouth to cool it down, and then fed it to Shen Yu's mouth.
Shen Yu didn't want to move a single finger. She was exhausted almost all night, and she was really hungry. After obediently eating a bowl of porridge, her strength finally recovered.
Shen Yu was wearing pajamas, and as he moved, the collar opened a little, revealing sporadic mottled marks.
Shang Junlin lowered his eyes to remove the thick ink in his eyes. These traces were planted by him little by little last night, and he knew how many such marks there were on the young man's body where he couldn't see it.
Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, he moved aside depressedly, he didn't want to experience what happened last night again at all.
Now he is still suffering, especially in a certain place, where the foreign body sensation is lingering, but it is such a place that he can't ignore it even if he wants to ignore it.
Shen Yu was soft-handed and soft-footed, and was caught by the man before she could move out of her position.
His gloomy face changed slightly, and it was the same last night. He wanted to escape several times, but was brought back by the man at the last moment, and then faced a new round of storm.
Every time at this time, Shang Junlin's strength will be heavier than the previous time, no matter whether the depression is crying or begging, it will not be able to stop for a moment.
"Where does Ayu want to go?"
Hearing the exact same words, Sullen subconsciously trembled.