The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 83 Break your legs (35)
Cen Mu stared, and threatened: "Shen Yue, are you daring? Believe it or not, this king, hmm..."

The hot breaths were entangled with each other, Cen Mu felt like a dream, was the man in front of him who kissed him every now and then really Shen Yue?
Is it really that world-famous young prime minister, that high-ranking first son who can only be farsighted but not close?

Cen Mu's eyes widened and he was at a loss.

"Close your eyes."

Shen Yue slowly guided Cen Mu so that he could breathe well.

I am ashamed to say that although I have lived in the Wanshou Wujiang Building for several years, Cen Mu is really a baby from its establishment to its current defeat.

Although there are occasional courageous people who dare to sneak into Cen Mu's bed, but no one has successfully seduced him, and he will be kicked out soon, and he will never see Cen Mu again.

As for the repeated failures, probably the ones who have the courage to climb the bed are all women.

And Cen Mu is a broken sleeve.

This kiss was tender and fragrant, Cen Mu was very hot, and so was Shen Yue.He learned quickly, and slowly hooked Shen Yue's neck to respond.

In a state of confusion, Cen Mu had been placed on the low table smoothly, and the teacup on the table was pushed down to the ground, making a mess.

Cen Mu was pressed on the table and let out a muffled snort.

The arm wound was crushed.

Shen Yue hastily pulled him up, both of them were panting slightly, their faces still blushing slightly.

With guilt in Shen Yue's eyes, he lowered his head to check his wound: "Sorry."

Cen Mu chuckled, pressing his forehead against his.

Shen Yue was not as relaxed as Cen Mu, he stopped after taking off one of Cen Mu's clothes.

The wound on the back has been split long ago, and it has been glued to the clothes. If it is torn apart...

Cen Mu disagreed: "This king can bear it."

Shen Yue's eyes sank: "Cen Mu, you are really stupid."

"You too." Knowing that Shen Yue was helpless, Cen Mu rubbed his neck and said, "If you hadn't swallowed the world-weariness, why would this king take you to Prince Ning's mansion."

Shen Yue pushed him, already a little angry: "You don't know how to let others take it?"

Cen Mu shook his head, hugged Shen Yue even tighter, and wrapped his legs around his waist more presumptuously, like an octopus: "I'm worried, and they don't know where the medicine is. Shen Yue, you You know, I'm scared."

Afraid he died.

Just because I like it, not because of anything else.

"Come down and get the medicine." Shen Yue's heart fluttered slightly, but his face was still cold.

Cen Mu hugged him and refused to let go: "There is a hot spring in my palace, and there is medicine there."

"Lead the way." Shen Yue was unhappy, but he didn't push Cen Mu away either.

Shen Yue would not admit that he liked this kind of flirting.

"No, my king's wound hurts, so you take me away." Once he knew that he had a status in others' hearts, Cen Mu began to take pride in being favored.

If no one would feel sorry for him, he seemed to need no one alone, and endured the injury by himself, as if everything could be taken care of.

This is probably hypocrisy.

But it seems that there is nothing wrong.

Shen Yue had no choice but to hug Cen Mu to clean the wound, "I could bear it when I was injured before, but now I know it hurts?"

"Isn't there you now?"

Shen Yue pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The hot spring was built in the back surrounded by rockery, surrounded by camellia trees, stepping into it, Shen Yue was stunned, and it took a long time to react.

The person in his arms was already asleep, and Shen Yue didn't ask the doubts in his heart.

The steam was dense, Shen Yue put Cen Mu on the couch next to the hot spring.The pear flower wood from Yongzhou, the thin quilt made of Suzhou Yunjin, and the Yunwu tea on the table next to it.

This kid knows how to enjoy it.I just don't know how to love my body.

——————Lovely dividing line

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