How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Shen Yuan froze for a moment when he felt the tip of Xie Chengze's tongue sweeping over him. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly withdrew his hand. The remaining wetness on the palm of his hand made his entire arm lose strength and he could no longer lift it.

A blush of shame instantly spread to his cheeks and ears. He stood up hastily and questioned, "Xie Chengze! You——"

Xie Chengze supported his head with one hand, staring at him with a contemptuous and vicious smile, "What's wrong? Can't lick you anymore? It's your honor to have me lick you! You should kneel down and thank me!"

I just want to disgust you and teach you a lesson, so that you won't be disrespectful in the future!

Shen Yuan put his arm behind his back in shame and annoyance, avoiding her gaze and speaking with an indescribable sense of embarrassment, "Since Your Highness is willing to hand over the recipe, then I naturally have nothing to say. It's getting late, Your Highness, please have your meal and rest as soon as possible."

After saying that, he rushed out of the door in a hurry.

The room was quiet for a while, and after a while, Xie Chengze's uncontrollable laughter was heard. He pounded the table and laughed uncontrollably. A few tears welled up at the corners of his narrow eyes, making his stunning face even more beautiful and charming, and captivating.

But as he laughed, more and more tears appeared on his face. He wiped away the tears on his face and eyes with his already rough sleeves, bit his lips and said softly, "Shen Yuan, you are not likable at all."

……

That night, Shen Yuan slept very uneasily.

He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. It was pitch black around him and no light could be seen. He was wearing the thin white inner garment he wore before going to bed, walking here aimlessly, with no end in sight for the dream.

At a certain moment, his bare feet suddenly stepped on a pool of wet and sticky liquid, which brought a familiar yet strange warmth, and caused visible ripples on the water surface. The warm liquid quickly began to rise like the sea tide, gradually covering his ankles, knees, waist and even chest. He was unable to stop his steps, and only felt his body getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to drown in this endless warm sea.

Just when the humid swamp was about to reach his neck, suddenly a pair of slender hands pulled him up. With the sound of dripping water, a strong light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, blinding him.

When he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him had completely changed. He seemed to be back in his bedroom. He was still wearing the underwear he wore before going to bed, but his body was still lying on the bed and unable to move. He struggled hard to get up, but it was of no avail.

It was not until a touch of wet, smooth warmth gently brushed across his palm, the touch seemed familiar as if he had seen it during the day, that he was finally able to move his palm.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and immediately met a pair of moist almond-shaped eyes that were looking at him. There were large red marks at the end of the narrow eyes, as if they had suffered inhuman ravages, making them look delicate and attractive.

Its owner was not wearing any underwear, only a thin, bright red Shu brocade robe with gold thread loosely draped over his body. His face looked exactly like Xie Chengze's, and his warm tongue licked each of his fingertips.

Every time it passed a place, the finger was freed from the constraints of the dream and could move freely.

As if he noticed that the man was awake, the handsome young man narrowed his eyes and smiled. A clean but extremely bewitching voice came to his ears, like a seductive fox enchantress, "Shen Lang~ You're awake~"

Shen Yuan's eyes darkened and his gaze flickered, "Your Highness... why are you here?"

"Lord Shen is ill, how can I just sit back and watch?" The handsome young man lowered his eyes slightly, and his white fingertips tapped lightly on Shen Yuan's arm like a beautiful dancer, and wherever his fingertips passed, a tingling sensation arose, making people feel a little nervous.

Shen Yuan just felt his head begin to feel dizzy again. He couldn't remember why he was sick, nor could he remember whether this was a dream or reality. The handsome young man next to him seemed to have shifted his interest again. He began to put his palms on the man's chest, moving freely and briskly along the smooth texture lines, causing waves of trembling numbness.

Finally, the fingertips stopped at the man's tight and strong legs. Seeing that the man didn't move at all, Xie Chengze suddenly frowned slightly and said with dissatisfaction, "Lord Shen is really boring and disappointing."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Shen Yuan panicked and subconsciously raised his hand to grab him and stop him from leaving. It was at this moment that he realized he could move. He quickly got up from the bed to block Xie Chengze's way. He raised his eyes to meet his puzzled and bright eyes that seemed to be expecting something, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

The handsome young man smiled, and seemed to be very satisfied with his reaction. He walked back to the bed and lay on it. The Shu brocade robe casually draped over his body half-covered his fair and delicate body. His slender waistline could be clearly seen under the robe, which was very tempting...

Shen Yuan subconsciously moved his eyes away, his throat moving slightly, "Your Highness, this is my bed."

"Under all the heavens, is there a king's bed..." The slender arms gently propped up his head, the handsome young man stared straight at the man, his white fingertips gently circling the slightly rough thin quilt under him, like a precious kitten placed on tattered linen by its owner, which made people feel that it was a waste of God's gift, "Can't I sleep on Lord Shen's bed?"

The charming young man in red had a golden fan in his hand, and he waved it playfully with a smile to let the cool breeze rise up, causing the Shu brocade robe that was just draped over his body to float up, revealing a large area of ​​spring scenery. Shen Yuan finally couldn't help but step forward and wanted to tidy up the robe of this cool and unruly little cat.

However, he did not expect that the young man took the opportunity to hook his arms around his neck, and an inexplicable force from behind pushed him hard onto the bed. Shen Yuan subconsciously hugged Xie Chengze's waist in his arms and rolled over to prevent the other party from being hurt by this force.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the positions of the two people were reversed. The light and shadow of the two people overlapped on the wall. The handsome young man sat on him in a kneeling posture. Shen Yuan looked up and saw the pair of wet eyes on that beautiful face staring straight at him, as if he had suffered a great injustice, which made people want to fulfill all his wishes. "Sir Shen, I don't like this dress."

The handsome young man pressed his face lightly and tightly against the man's broad, thin, and slender palm, gently rubbing it, his beautiful eyes full of ripples of affection and teasing, "Just use this hand to help me take it off, okay?"

Shen Yuan had never seen Xie Chengze in such a charming manner. His head suddenly made a buzzing sound and his whole body seemed to be filled with blood. He was unable to think or move for a while.

Seeing that he didn't move, the handsome young man frowned slightly, put his plump red lips close to his ear, and said in a sweet voice, "Master Shen, this is just a dream. What are you worried about?"

The word "dream" completely destroyed Shen Yuan's rationality and defense. The waist of the handsome young man on his body swayed, and he stretched out his hand uncontrollably to pull the loose belt around his waist. The red robe slid down like a waterfall, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white and tanned skin. A slight touch made the young man hum uncontrollably, like a dull pain, like temptation, like a reluctance to welcome.

"Shen Lang, my waist hurts so much..."

The handsome young man's voice was as soft as a cat's as he rebuked her softly in a low voice. Shen Yuan's throat moved slightly, and his eyes became darker and darker. He knew he shouldn't continue, but he couldn't resist the desire and stopped. His hot fingertips rubbed the young man's white and soft waist. The red robe that slipped down just covered all the spring breeze, tempting the man's eyes and fingers to move, wanting to find out...

Just as the fingertips were getting closer, a young man's cold and disgusted voice suddenly came from above his head, "Master Shen, what are you doing?"