The pride of heaven

Li Junran took Qi Mingjue for a walk in the garden of the Governor's Mansion to digest food.

While eating dinner, Qi Mingjue noticed that Li Junran's mood was not right today, the rice in his bowl had hardly been touched, and as he was walking at this moment, there were bursts of haze on Li Junran's body, as if he was approaching suddenly.

Qi Mingjue was the first to break the silence: "This General Luo Yao is a man to be made."

Li Junran responded indifferently: "A tiger father has no dogs."

Qi Mingjue: "Who is his father?"

Li Junran: "Luo Yang, Minister of the Ministry of War, the father and son are equally loyal and courageous."

Qi Mingjue looked at Li Junran's gloomy expression with great interest, and spared no effort in admiring this gentleman: "He is a general and a handsome young talent, he should be called a Confucian general."

Li Junran rubbed his fingertips, seemingly in deep thought, without answering a word.

Seeing this, Qi Mingjue became even more interested, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not dissipate for a long time.

Qi Mingjue recalled Li Junran's untouched food tonight and asked, "Your Highness, the food here doesn't suit your taste?"

Li Junran: "No."

Qi Mingjue: "Things in the army are not going well?"

Li Junran: "No."

Qi Mingjue: "Is that dissatisfaction with Jue'er?"

Li Junran: "No. How can I be dissatisfied with Jue'er?"

Qi Mingjue heard the displeasure in Li Junran's words, stopped to hold his hand, narrowed his charming phoenix eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that Jue'er really made His Highness unhappy."

Li Junran hesitated to speak, if he hadn't seized the opportunity to tie Jue'er first, Jue'er might have lived with the person he liked by now, and he knew in his heart that Jue'er was just following orders from the beginning to the end Forget it, he has no capital to ask Jue Er for more.

But as soon as he thought that Jue'er had someone else in his eyes, he couldn't help but get angry. He didn't want to vent his anger, and didn't want Jue'er to hate him. He chose to remain silent and escape, but he was still exposed in the end.

Qi Mingjue felt a more and more sour smell in the air, he bent his index finger and stroked his lower lip, and decided to let it go as soon as it was good.

"General Luo is a talented general, and Jue'er appreciates it very much." Qi Mingjue paused on purpose, and then looked at Li Junran's face that had darkened by two points, and then continued with satisfaction, "The feeling of cherishing talent Just like when Bole met Qianlima, he didn't want him to be buried. Jue'er has long been attached to her husband, so how could she be emotional with others. Husband is too worried."

"Yes, he is Lu Bu among the people. Jue'er appreciates him, so he can have a place in Jue'er's heart, Jue'er..." Li Junran seemed to have missed some key information in a moment of excitement. Instead, she became clearer, "Wait, Jue'er just said about her husband? Who? Me?"

Qi Mingjue rolled his eyes. The decisive person who usually kills is really melancholy now, "I only have a place in my heart, and I have already given it to the person who married me. How can I give it to someone else?"

Li Junran finally understood, with dark eyes shining, he embraced Qi Mingjue affectionately, and whispered sweetly in his sweetheart's ear: "Jue'er, my Jue'er, you are mine."

Qi Mingjue's ears were warm, and his heart itched unbearably when he was scratched by this tough man's tenderness. He couldn't help pushing Li Junran away a little bit, and pecked his lips before he could react, and then quickly left, with two blushes on his cheeks. She twisted her body, trying to break free from Li Junran's restraint.

Seeing such a shy and lovely Qi Mingjue, Li Junran tightened his arms and deepened the kiss.

Qi Mingjuan did not forget that they were still in the garden, he wanted to stop Li Junran, but it just gave Li Junran an opportunity, Li Junran chased the softness deep in Qi Mingjue's mouth, his two tongues were lingering, and there were silver threads constantly. Flowing from the corners of Qi Mingjue's mouth, the sound of heavy panting came from the mouths of the two of them. Qi Mingjue couldn't restrain his intermittent groans|groans, which aroused Li Junran's offensive a bit more violently until both of them could not breathe. Li Junran Only then did the flags and drums die reluctantly.

Qi Mingjue lay limp in Li Junran's arms, breathing disorderly and rapidly.Li Junran hugged him horizontally, and strode toward the wing.

Qi Mingjue felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. At this time, he was still immersed in the joy of his body. Just wanting more, he hugged Li Junran's neck tightly with both hands, and rubbed Li Junran's cheek. He felt that it was not enough, so he opened his mouth and gently bit Li Junran's chin.

At this time, Li Junran was too weak to withstand any teasing|provocation, he lowered his head and kissed Qi Mingjue's lips, exerted strength on his waist, jumped up with the lightness kung fu of the upper level, and rushed straight into the wing.

The fingers that ignited everywhere nimbly removed layers of obstacles, and gentle whispers sounded from time to time, bewitching him to keep letting go of his defenses.

Qi Mingjue was vigorous like a moth to a flame, heaving and falling like a swaying boat, Li Junran was like a ferocious beast unsatisfied, this night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Qi Mingjue curled up in Li Junran's arms, trembling, the aftertaste had not dissipated, exhausted too much physical strength, tiredness struck, Qi Mingjue had no power to resist, closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

In the early morning of the vertical day, the scenery inside the house was beautiful, and the sunlight that got into the room was overshadowed by shame.Qi Mingjue woke up in Li Junran's arms, his whole body was refreshed, his face was blushing, he knew that Li Junran must have cleaned it up for him last night, thinking of what happened to the two of them last night, Qi Mingjue shyly buried his head in the bed. Li Junran's neck.

Li Junran caressed Qi Mingjue's back, a deeper and deeper smile gradually appeared in his deep eyes, and he said softly in a deep and tender voice: "Jue'er, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Qi Mingjue buried his head deeper, Jiaojiao Wusi pressed against Li Junran's Adam's apple, itching, his Adam's apple rolled, swallowed, licked the tip of his lips, raised his lips, smiled slyly, his eyes sparkled, With an unfinished look, he is planning a happy life in the future.