Who took away my wealth

So the fact is that Song Qinian found out his purpose, but he still didn't say anything and still doted on him like this?

This……

Gu Yu's heart was full of mixed emotions, and he didn't know what to think.

"you……"

Song Qinian seemed not to want to continue this topic and said with a smile:

"I think what they said makes sense. If you are fascinated by such a beautiful vixen, how can you have time to care about other things?"

Gu Yu: "..."

"Fox spirit" is probably not a good term here.

Dissatisfied, his movements were dishonest. He struggled on Song Qinian's legs, and the fabric rubbed against him, causing sparks to fly.

Song Qinian's breathing became heavier.

"Don't move!"

"You are also a man, don't you know that the upper part of your thighs cannot be touched?"

Hearing this, Gu Yu's body suddenly froze, his neck stiffened, and his buttocks sitting on Song Qinian's lap seemed to be on fire.

I felt anxious and coughed a few more times.

Song Qinian relaxed his grip on Gu Yu.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You are still sick and I won't do anything to you. Your Highness, am I very considerate?"

Gu Yu: "..."

Thank you very much.

"I have made such a big concession, won't Your Highness give me some benefits?"

Gu Yu: "..."

Just know that this guy doesn't give up so easily.

Seeing that Gu Yu was silent, Song Qinian said to himself: "You always have to give a kiss, right?"

As he said that, he already moved his face towards her.

Gu Yu looked at the handsome face in front of him and frowned, feeling that he had no room to refuse.

If Song Qinian could not move his buttocks, it was all because of his superiority. Just kiss him, what should he be afraid of if he kissed him on the face?

Gu Yu gritted his teeth and brought his lips together, but who knew that the other party suddenly turned his head, his eyes crooked.

The former was about to withdraw the kiss, but his neck was pressed against his by the other's hand.

The little wolfdog always took the initiative. He pushed away Gu Yu's lips and teeth, and inserted the tip of his tongue. Whenever the opponent retreated, he would attack, insisting on disturbing the opponent even an inch.

Sweeping the upper jaw, the soft flesh on the side of the face, biting the soft peak of the lip, until the lips of the other party were red and moist, then he rubbed them to finish.

When they were kissing, Song Qinian was not honest. He stretched out his hand to rub the other person's clothes, touching here and there. After doing this, Gu Yu's clothes were torn and the collar turned out, and Song Qinian felt weak. In my arms.

There was an inappropriate sound of cursing outside the door.

Along with the sound, someone pushed the door open and came in:

"Old Wutou! Are you deliberately asking me to work more? The kitchen needs so much firewood a day, and you need so much firewood here. Do you make medicine and drink it as soup? Do you need to use so much firewood? ?Are you trying to tire me out?"

When Wang Dayao came in from outside, he saw such a beautiful scene.

Two men hugged each other, one of them was blushing and his eyes were watery.

Take a closer look. Isn't one of them the Nanling prisoner I met that day? Isn't the other... hiss, the enemy leader Song Qinian?

Hey, what kind of strange combination is this?

Wang Dayao took a breath and froze on the spot. He didn't know if he should put down the hand that lifted the curtain. He turned his steps back and forth, not knowing whether he should go out or go in.

Until old Wu Tou, a military doctor, ran over and pulled Wang Dayao's clothes in a frightened manner:

"Hey, why are you running around like a prisoner! How dare you come to a place like this! Just walk around!"

Before Wang Dayao could react, he retorted:

"Old Wutou, you asked me to bring you firewood, and why are you running around? Everyone can come to your place, why can't I come?"

Old Wu Tou kicked Wang Dayao on the butt, "You should leave quickly, you are talking so much, and I will ask the person in charge to send you another load of firewood!"

Wang Dayao muttered, but did not forget to look back at Gu Yu, frowned and left.

Gu Yu was also stunned, and hurriedly withdrew from Song Qinian's arms, pushing and shoving him.

It was over. Although he couldn't see his appearance, he knew it was definitely not good. After all, his face was very hot and his throat was very dry.

He was seen like this.

I don’t want to have this face at all.

Song Qinian hooked his waist: "Are you sorry? What's the point of being embarrassed? You will be the wife of Yazhai from now on!"

Hearing the words "Mrs. Yazhai", Gu Yu became angry and struggled to kick the opponent's calf:

"You still have the nerve to say that before you..."

Thinking of being tied up, blindfolded, and being touched all over at that time, Gu Yu's face turned red.

Song Qinian grabbed his ankle and smacked his face: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I'll touch him openly from now on, okay?"

Gu Yu: "..."

Gu Yu held his breath. He was a little confused. He didn't know how long the love Song Qinian said could last.

When I was a little follower Song Qinian, I liked that I could say these two words casually without having to take responsibility or think about the future. It didn't matter even if the person I was confessing to was a man.

But what about Song Qinian, the young master of Sumu?

It is impossible for the master of a tribe or the lord of a region to keep a man by his side regardless of the gossip from the outside world, right?

Even if he is willful and keeps him by his side, he will only be a little favorite. It is impossible for him to have only one person by his side, let alone only one man.

After all, it is absolutely impossible for future generations to rely on two men.

He is the only one left in Song Qinian's family. We can't let their lineage be cut off, right?

Ancient people paid great attention to filial piety, and it was impossible for them to ignore these things.

The most disturbing thing is that Song Qinian really tied him to his side. After he gets it, he won't be as obsessed as before.

What does it mean to really get it?

Gu Yu frowned.

Song Qinian pinched the chin and pulled the person's head away, pressed it against the head, and wiped away the lingering lingering on his lips:

"Be good and take good care of yourself. If you keep torturing yourself, don't blame me for not keeping my promise."

Gu Yu was silent for a while, and finally said: "Okay."

Not long after Song Qinian left, Wang Dayao sneaked in. Seeing Gu Yu who had already arranged his clothes, he frowned:

"Why do you have such a relationship with the enemy leader? I heard that you are from Nanling... Your Majesty, how can you do this!"

Being rebuffed by Wang Dayao, Gu Yu felt that not only had he lost his own face, but he had also lost the face of a country.

"I……"

His voice was hoarse and he coughed twice, "I can't help it. If I had a choice, I wouldn't be like this."

Gu Yu covered his mouth and stared at him, then made a joke to lighten the atmosphere:

"Since you know my identity now, why don't you be polite?"

Wang Dayao sat down on the horse next to him: "We are all prisoners, what kind of ceremony should we do? Really!"