Yan Huan

On this day, there was a carriage parked in front of the gate of Zheyan Mountain Villa. The carriage was large, painted with coiled dragons, gold-plated and inlaid with jade, and the stream was shining freely under the warm sun. Yan Huan stood aside and couldn't help but stare blankly: "It's really luxurious."

Yan Huan's undisguised praise made Yan Ming let a smile appear on his stern face.

"Why don't you go up?"

A deep and cold voice sounded behind him, Yan Huan was startled, turned around, and saw Ji Shichen standing in front of him in a black background with gold thread embroidered with lotus patterns, his black hair tied up with white jade, deep eyes, and a slender figure, A sharp yet elegant temperament rushed towards her face.

Before he could answer, Ji Shichen stretched out his slender and warm hand, took his hand and walked towards the carriage.

Li Buruo, who was wearing a crimson gauze dress, saw Ji Shichen and Yan Huan both enter the carriage, squeezed the short jade flute she was carrying with her, she had to admit that this man named Yan Huan had a very serious face. It is exquisite, not inferior to the woman's delicate and fair face, her eyes are clear and clean, and her vermilion moist lips are like peach blossoms in spring waiting for people to pick them. The noble and elegant temperament inadvertently exudes elegance in the flow , Rao is not inferior to Ji Shichen even standing next to him.

Yan Huan got into the carriage and found that the interior of the carriage was very spacious. The cushions embroidered with celestial silkworms were neatly arranged, and the coffee table carved from fine jade was quietly placed in the corner, and exquisite tea and porcelain utensils were placed neatly on it. .

Yan Huan hadn't had time to feel emotional, but felt his hand tightened, and his defenseless body tilted and fell into Ji Shichen's arms.

Yan Huan struggled without shyness, and found a comfortable position to nest quietly in Ji Shichen's arms. The facts told him that it was useless to struggle, as long as it wasn't too much, it wouldn't hurt him to accept it calmly.

Today, they are going to Moshuang City to attend the full moon banquet of the son of the city lord Liu Shichao. I heard that Liu Shichao can be regarded as Ji Shichen's only living friend, and he is also a contemporary figure.

Although this trip is not far away, Yan Huan is very happy, the wind and cold are gone, and his body is considered refreshed, so he has the opportunity to go out and have a look.He leaned against Ji Shichen's arms, raised his head slightly, and saw that Ji Shichen was resting with his eyes closed at the moment, his sharpness had faded, and he was very quiet and gentle, making people feel that heavy breathing was a kind of disturbance to him , his face was slightly pale but he didn't feel sick, his lips were very light, and seemed to have a slight coolness, but Yan Huan knew that once he tasted it, the softness and comfort could easily make people unable to put it down...

Unexpectedly, before he came back to his senses, his cool and round fingertips covered his light-colored lips... Mmm... God... What the hell are you doing!

Before he could finish roaring in his heart, Ji Shichen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, curled his wet tongue, and put his unfinished and withdrawn fingertips into his warm mouth, Yan Huan could even see through his deep eyes. to the terrified self.

The dexterous tip of the tongue teased the trembling fingertips, causing Yan Huan's whole body to tremble slightly due to the numbness.

"You...you don't..."

Ji Shichen smiled lightly, and with the tip of his tongue, he released his fingertips from his mouth, bringing out a trace of crystal, Yan Huan only felt his breathing heavy, his blood rushing straight to his cheeks, and within an instant of separation, Ji Shichen fell down again, lazily and dull The voice of Yan Huan called 'Huan'er' over and over again, extremely seductive, when Yan Huan was fascinated, the tip of his tongue went straight over his teeth, curled up his small and helpless uvula, sucked and licked.

Yan Huan's vision was already blurry, the burning and urgent kiss made him unable to breathe, the silver thread flowed down the beautiful jaw and onto the slender and fair neck, it was so beautiful, there was only a buzzing sound in his mind, he was really going to drown In this deep pool.

After a long time, Ji Shichen was finally willing to let go of his already swollen lips, looking at Yan Huan who was limp in his arms, with crystal teardrops hanging from the corners of his reddened eyes, and an emotional pink on his face, Poor and alluring, he hugged him lovingly and fiercely, wishing to rub him into his own flesh and blood.