Huamo

Blocking the light of the first sun for the person in his arms, his voice as light as falling feathers carried a bit of a doting smile: "It's time to wake up, the sun has risen."

"Huh?" Yun Li grunted and stretched his beautiful eyes, and what he saw was Lian Heng's gentle smile that moved his heart.

"Sunrise." Lian Heng gently brushed and straightened Yun Li's messy hair, the tenderness in his eyes was like water, seven years of years had not left any trace on that unparalleled face.

Yun Li lazily nodded and drooped on Lian Heng's shoulders, the two watched the sunrise quietly.

Seeing Yunli drowsy in his arms, Lian Heng smiled without saying a word, lowered his head and kissed Yunli's slightly parted lips, the tender kiss was as soft as the morning sun, pure and affectionate .

"Get up..." Yun Li raised his hand and pushed, laughing, the little wolf cub from seven years ago has grown into a veritable wild wolf, he will press him to keep wanting whenever he gets a chance, he is full of lust, he can't tolerate it at all reject.

Lian Heng blinked mysteriously and mischievously, held Yunli's restless hand and pressed it on his chest, forcefully pried open the other's teeth and drove straight into the sweep, licked every inch of the soft skin with his tongue, and sensitively rolled up the other's Tongue sucking and lingering like sweet rain, breathing heavily and fiercely on Yunli's drunken red face, determined to disturb the other party's mind.

The affection entangled with lips and tongue makes people reluctant to part with it. Yun Li is so complacent and fascinated by the kiss, as if drunk and confused, her soft arms can't help wrapping around Lian Heng's neck, kissing back like glue, her thin chest is getting more and more urgent The breathing was up and down, and the charming whispers overflowed from the overlapping lips intermittently.

"What should I call me?" Lian Heng looked at the beautiful young man below him with satisfaction, and caressed the round buttocks with his palms and rubbed them wantonly. The smooth and elastic touch made blood spurt, he never Suppressing his almost overflowing desire for Yunli, he wished to tie this man to the bed.

"Uh huh husband...husband..." Yun Li grievously tugged on Lian Heng's skirt, his eyes blurred with tears, his genitals were full of vitality, his private parts were wet and itchy but he had nowhere to vent.

"Good boy." Lian Heng lovingly kissed Yun Li on the forehead and turned him over. He pressed himself down, wrapped his arms around the slender waist, and poked his tall erect penis without hindrance. Enter the tender hole where the nectar is constantly flowing, insert and possess airtightly, followed by a wild wolf-like fuck and love, grasping the depth and intensity that the other party likes most.

"Mmm Heng, you...you're great..." Yun Li's furrowed brows stretched out, and he moaned comfortably as he grabbed the quilt under him with his fingers. Feeling the warmth of the other person's chest was extremely satisfying.

Perhaps it was because the past seven years had been so good that he was reluctant to refuse half of it from the bottom of his heart.

Unknowingly, the sun has already risen outside, merchants and common people are bustlingly counting goods at the seaside wharf, busy but orderly.

"Huaiyang, we've been married for seven years." Lian Heng gently kissed and comforted the man after orgasm.

"Yeah." Yun Li gasped and nodded.

"The seven-year itch." Lian Heng smirked and raised his eyebrows.

Yun Li frowned lightly, glanced at Lian Heng behind him, and said in a sour tone: "Ling Qianya has a deep love for you, is it itchy?"

"What are you talking about?" Lian Heng flicked Yunli's eyebrows angrily, "I'm jealous again."

"What's wrong with being jealous?"

Lian Heng smiled wickedly, put his arms around Yun Li's waist and turned over with a "gulu" and let the other party sit on his body, he held Yun Li's slender waist and pressed down, the penis still embedded in the pussy She went a little deeper, and patiently caressed and served the lovely flower heart in a fit, gentle and provocative manner.

Yun Li trembled all over, the numbness and comfort spread from the back of his body all over his body, his eyes that were complaining suddenly softened, his hands were weakly supporting Lian Heng's chest, and his delicate legs were trembling slightly ambiguously sandwiching Lian Heng. Her waist, the remaining bit of rationality was completely overwhelmed by this excruciating pleasure, she only knew how to twist her waist and limbs, revealing her ecstatic beauty.

"Mr. Young Master, Ruo'er asks to see you."

Suddenly the maid's voice outside the door brought the lingering two people back to their senses, Lian Heng pulled the dazed Yunli back into his arms and hugged her tightly, and then let the maid enter the room.

"What's the matter?" Lian Heng asked.

"A letter from Changling and the Western Regions, addressed to the young master and sir." The maidservant Ruo'er lowered her head and presented the two letters.

After Lian Heng received the letter, he asked Ruo'er to leave, and the door was closed again.

"He Xin?" Yun Li poked his head out, just about to take the letter from Lian Heng's hand.

Lian Heng tossed the letter aside, hugged Yunli and rolled over gracefully, pressing him under him: "No hurry, the beauty will feed the husband first."

Yun Li was stunned, his face was flushed by Lian Heng's hot and gentle love, and before he could nod, he was overwhelmed by the other party's surging tenderness and tenderness.

The tenderness and sweetness in Nianyang Pavilion are endless, like the sound of waves, endless.

The first day shines brightly, and the new day is lingering in the cycle of reincarnation, and the death is restored.

afternoon.

Four years ago, the imperial court ordered the establishment of private schools and academies across the country to train people who can rule the country for the imperial court, so Yunli merged all the academies in the mirage in the name of Baiye Villa and re-established it as a Baiye Academy.After four years, almost all the children in Yancheng studied in Baiye Academy, and some poor students also entered the academy to study and prepare for Enke exams while teaching in exchange for rent.

The elementary school children in the school were all very surprised, whispering to each other, wondering why their teacher is still in the future, but the accompanying attendant standing aside maintained order: "Everyone, please read <Book of Rites> for a while. , sir will be here soon."

"Xiao Qi, Mr. Yun hasn't arrived yet?"

A handsome and elegant man walked into the hall with a copy of "Book of Rites". He was only about 25 years old, elegant and gentle, warm and gentle. His name was Ling Qianya. Come down to teach in the academy.

"Mr. Ling." The schoolchildren stood up very politely and bowed to each other in a dignified manner.

"Mr. Ling." Xiao Qi also nodded in salute.

"Since Mr. Yun hasn't arrived yet, let me tell the children poems first." Ling Qianya smiled.

"Don't bother Qian Ya." With a cold voice, Yun Li walked into the study slowly.

"Mr. Yun." The children also bowed their hands immediately.

"Since Mr. Yun has arrived, I will take my leave." Ling Qianya didn't mind Yunli's indifference, and bowed politely.

Yun Li politely nodded his head in return. He looked at Ling Qianya's leaving back and fell into inexplicable contemplation—he had been watching it for two years, and Ling Qianya's attachment to Lian Heng hadn't changed at all...

Quiet night, autumn frost all over the sky.

In the courtyard, the spiritual power is flowing, sometimes it is like a blue bird flying, sometimes it sweeps Xiao Feng flat, sometimes the water is gentle, sometimes it rushes into the rock, the sword dancer is elegant and independent, dressed in a plain white light robe, his demeanor catches people.

Lian Heng looked tenderly at Yun Li, who was dancing his sword gracefully in the courtyard. The opponent recovered his martial arts five years ago, and now his internal strength is no different from before.

When Yun Li stopped, Lian Heng stepped on the wind and hugged him tightly, kissing the other's lips with a smile in his eyes, and Yun Li passionately hugged Lian Heng's neck back and kissed fiercely, The passion between the two ignited instantly, clothes were scattered all the way from the courtyard to the room, the two entangled and kissed passionately, and finally they both rolled onto the bed, with dry wood and fire, passion and love were ignited at one point.

"Huaiyang, you want to fuck like crazy."

Lian Heng's eyes were scarlet, and he couldn't see anything except Yunli. He couldn't wait, panting heavily, he directly tore off the clothes on Yunli's lower body. His naked lower body was intertwined and intertwined, and he quickly broke through the last line of defense. The thing fell into the honey hole, and the two cooperated with each other skillfully and tacitly to have sex, like going up to the clouds, and the climax hit.

"Uh..." Yun Li was aroused by this crazy climax, and couldn't help biting Lian Heng's shoulder, his thighs were slightly clamped, accepting the other party's overflowing love.

"Be tired." Lian Heng kissed the corner of Yunli's mouth affectionately, and gently let his beloved rest on his chest.

"It's okay..." Yun Li panted softly and rubbed against Lian Heng's arms, her charming pussy playfully locked the hard object deeply embedded in it.

"Master is going to squeeze me dry." Lian Heng kissed Yunli's eyes lovingly, and his gentle and warm voice carried inherent comfort.

"Who is going to squeeze whom?" Yun Li glared at Lian Heng, and asked seriously, "By the way, what were those two letters this morning about?"

"Almost forgot." Lian Heng slapped his head, "A letter from Changling said that it was His Majesty's birthday and invited us to a dinner in the palace. Later, the Western Regions also sent a letter saying that Uncle Tian added that the prince was reluctant to leave, and asked me to go to the Emperor on his behalf. Congratulations, the national gifts of the Western Regions have been sent to the wooden pavilion."

"when?"

"October twenty-sixth."

"Today is twenty-two, and there are four days left." Yun Li said lightly.

"Want to go back to Changling?" Lian Heng smiled.

"What about you?"

"It's been three years since I went back." Lian Heng sighed reminiscently, "I want to go back and see Baiye Mountain Villa."

"Yeah." Yun Li also showed a smile.

"Then let's choose a congratulatory gift for His Majesty the Emperor." Lian Heng blinked excitedly.

"Isn't there a national gift from the Western Regions?" Yun Li asked strangely.

"No, the national gift is from the Western Regions." Lian Heng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "The congratulatory gift we bought is a gift from my husband and wife."

Yun Li cast a reproachful glance at Lian Heng, then laid comfortably on Lian Heng's chest and said softly, "Heng, my back is sore."

"Rub it for you." Lian Heng said softly, he covered the quilt for the lazy person in his arms, and then massaged with strength.

"Hmm...Hang you' skill