Zheng Rong said

Nineteen

Have you ever tried to get to know someone?

Thousands of troops have no fear in front of the battle, but they are afraid of ignorance and ignorance?

The lonely have their own courage, nothing more than you and me.

This is exactly what is sad.

"He said yes."

As things stand today, Yun Jie just wants to break up,

"Can you let me go?"

Disappointment can drive people away.But he was wrong, Han Ji was not like him.

Hearing Han Ji's soft snort, he smiled bitterly, "Yes, the account must be settled."

Yun Jie's heart sank suddenly, anticipating the implication, he just clenched his hands tightly, unable to lift up to untie his belt no matter what.

Behind Han Ji's hands behind his hands, there was a sneer, and he looked like he was watching a show. He thought that Yun Jie was so ambitious that he didn't dare to break the rules of human relations, but it turned out he wasn't, because he had something to belong to.

King and minister, he never thought of using this to pressure Yun Jie to succumb, but it is not a good idea to make the wrong move when it is absolutely necessary.

"Tsk," Han Ji waited impatiently, pulled off the silk belt around his waist, straightened it fiercely, and the silk belt made repeated clanging noises, "The crime of deceiving the emperor is a crime of guilt, and I don't have enough time to wait for you."

He took a step forward, his gaze was as fierce as a wolf's, and he held the ribbon in front of the two of them, squinting at him, "Raise your hand."

If you want the proud to surrender, you must dampen its spirit and defeat its sharpness.

It was the first time for Yun Jie to look directly at Han Ji like this, and the desire to flicker in his deep eyes was extremely firm, and finally let out a sigh of relief, why bother to humiliate himself.

He turned and walked to the bed, and began to untie his clothes.

The reason for leaving in a huff is so weak. That night, the quilt was covered with spots of burning bright red, and the unbearable escape was vividly remembered.

With the last layer of thin clothes left, Yun Jie sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a little lucky in his heart.

Otherwise, Han Ji stood by the bed in a bright yellow tunic, silently contemptuously saying, "Take off clean."

Yun Jie's drooping face turned gray instantly, and he still saw the ribbon in his hand, "I won't resist."

"It's up to you to say."

Yun Jie unbuttoned, his underwear was open, and his chest was covered with scars.

As if that was enough, Han Ji pushed him down, half knelt on both sides of his waist, grabbed his hands and tied the ribbon twice to the bed screen, "Next, you'd better relax, or you will suffer It's you."

The twilight is all around, wandering around in the corner of the eye, infecting the color.

The four eyes met for a moment, Yun Jie turned his head away, closed his eyes resignedly, his chest heaved and breathed hard.

The light of the sky is completely obliterated.

In the dark room, breathing heavily.

Walking back and forth thrillingly on the cliff, Yunjie lost energy and was tired, half asleep and half awake, I heard Han Ji's voice in a trance,

"If you are willing to stay, I will fulfill both of them."

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