The happy life of the devil and the devil

Ling Yucheng turned his head uncomfortably.The hair on the cheeks rubbed against Yuan Shao's temples, and there was a small rustling sound, heard in the dark night, which made the heart skip a beat.

It's not the first time to be hugged by Yuan Shao, nor is it the first time to hear him whisper in the ear, but this time, something is very different.

The waist was tightly wrapped, and the embrace of the person behind him was strong and warm.You can't see anything in the dark, but your hearing and touch are extremely sensitive. Through the thin silk clothing, you can clearly see every bulging muscle in your chest and abdomen.Ling Yucheng held his breath involuntarily, and then inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again, and exhaled with every rise and fall of Yuan Shao's chest...

After a while, the breath and heartbeat of the two people who were bonded together merged into a strange rhythm.

The arms around her waist tightened again.At the back of the neck, the warm and moist breath approached one by one, but stopped at the last moment before sticking to the skin, and remained motionless.

He can push it away, Ling Yucheng knows.As long as there is the slightest rejection, the distance between the two will be opened immediately, returning to the normal distance without any ambiguity.

"I won't force you." Yuan Shao has always said this, and he has also done so.

However, this is the first time Yuan Shao has expressed his love for him since his tour to the west last year.

He said, "I have you alone, that's enough."

There are 1 voices rebutting in the bottom of my heart, maybe Yuan Shao just said it casually, maybe this promise can only last for a few months or even a few days, maybe just like before, liking him does not hinder Yuan Shao Find happiness in other "things"...

But so what.

At least at the moment when he said this sentence, Yuan Shao's mood was real.

Just like the respect and patience tonight, the cherishing and cherishing when hugging him and stroking the back of his hand, these are all true, there is no falsehood...

After waiting so long that it almost became eternal, Ling Yucheng finally closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and let the warm lips cover the back of his neck.

A kiss as light as a butterfly's wing.

There was no unnecessary movement, just sticking together, for a long time, without moving a bit.The pressure conveyed on the skin is extremely light, even the breath exhaled from the nose is a bit heavier than the pressure of the lips, soft, even the fine hair on the back of the neck is only slightly bent, Instead of falling down completely.

For some reason, Ling Yucheng suddenly remembered that last spring, he watched Yuan Shao's martial arts performance.

It was an early morning on a holiday, the imperial garden was full of flowers, and the morning dew was not yet shining.Yuan Shao didn't know why he was interested, so he pulled him here early in the morning, shared the flowers and brushed the willows, and drank while walking.At the edge of a clearing surrounded by peach trees, he suddenly jumped far away, stood on a stalagmite in the center of the clearing, stretched out a golden soft whip more than two feet long around his waist, turned around and stretched his arms, and danced into a ball.

At that time, the peach forest was full of golden light and peach blossoms were falling.Yuan Shao stopped his hand when it was full of tea, and suddenly jumped up, and the long whip in his palm waved a sharp scream.There was a loud bang, and in the distance, a thick curvy tree was cut into two sections, trembling, and smashing its head on the grass with a canopy several feet in size, shaking up countless scattered flowers and stamens.

The open space is already full of splendor, with pink peach blossoms centered on stalagmites, neatly forming a circle about two feet in size.Ling Yucheng was reminiscing about those tricks, when his hand sank, Yuan Shao had already returned to his side, stuffed a few half-bloomed flowers on the peach branch in his palm, on the fresh petals, a transparent dewdrop quivered slightly, about to fall Not falling.

Looking carefully, the branches at the edge of the forest are shining brightly, the peach blossoms in full bloom have fallen to the ground, and even a single dewdrop on the half-opened and unopened buds has not disturbed.

The lips that are pressed at this moment are very similar to the shadow of the whip that was criss-crossing the forest on that spring morning.

It can be so sharp that a whip breaks the trunk, or it can be gentle enough not to startle the dew between the pistils.

"Changsheng." Unknowingly, the lips kissing him moved to the side of the neck, and while wandering, he called his name in a low voice.His lips and teeth opened and closed, and the moist air flow touched his earlobe at the same time, whispering softly over and over again:

"Longevity..."

That was the name Yuan Shao bestowed upon him, it was the name that washed away the pain and sorrow of the past, leaving only comfort and hope.The name is formal, and the characters are moral. These two simple words condensed all Yuan Shao's expectations and blessings. In this first kiss in the dark, he was called tirelessly by the person hugging him.

The heart is warm and soft, and every call is a drop of smiling tears falling into the atrium, with sourness, but also with a strange sweetness.Ling Yucheng moved, and the continuous calls in his ears stopped immediately, the familiar breath blew his ears, and he could feel that the kiss was only hovering a few centimeters above him, and it was not about to fall.

"His Majesty……"

Even Ling Yucheng himself didn't know whether these two words really escaped from between his lips or teeth, or whether they just sounded in his heart.However, his body was turned around immediately, and the kiss that stayed for a long time fell again.

In the center of the eyebrows, a place that usually feels oppressive when approached by fingertips, the soft lips moved slightly.Caressed the folds between the eyebrows, kissed his closed eyes through the eyelids, wrapped the slightly trembling eyelashes with moist breath.The body embracing him was already hot, but the kiss between the brows and eyes did not speed up. Every time it fell, he waited for even the slightest response with 12 minutes of patience.

Treasure, love, like treating the most precious and fragile treasure.

Ling Yucheng once thought that the rest of his life would be like this.

On the battlefield, be loyal and do your best; in court, plan carefully.As for the curtains in the room, on the bed...

So what could it have to do with him?

At most, it was just that when Yuan Shao wanted him, he patiently served him once.

However, at this moment, the kisses fell on the eyebrows and eyes, between the lips and tongue, but he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, allowing Yuan Shao to lead him into the turbulent waves that were about to sink.

Even just for one night.Whether it is joy or pain.In short, it has lived up to Yuan Shao's cherishment and love at the moment.

During the ten-day battle, he brushed shoulders with the God of death several times, always turning his head in the distance and staring in the direction of the golden tent.

Lips and tongues intertwined, breath blending.

Ling Yucheng could clearly feel that Yuan Shaohun was not cautiously waiting for permission just now, but he was seducing, inviting, giving, and plundering.

Either exploring carefully, or plundering and devouring, teasing myself to follow his rhythm, but always withdrawing suddenly at the last moment, making myself like a tall building suddenly slipping, if I don't want to fall, I can only chase it with all my strength.

Then, being swept by him and drifting with the current, sometimes drifting leisurely in the still water and clear waves, sometimes thrown high on the top of the waves by the huge waves, and then pressed heavily into the bottom of the water, every ups and downs are involuntary.

Ling Yucheng closed his eyes, only to feel that his body was gradually becoming cool, but there were fires spreading from all directions, and his mind gradually lost consciousness due to the burning.He had never experienced such a state of mind before. If he had kept his mind at ordinary times, he deliberately let go of his heart at this moment, and let his lips and tongue touch his body.

The quilt pillow is warm and fragrant, and the brocade mattress is thick and soft... The silk clothes that slipped off the shoulders are as smooth as spring water, and the simple embroidered patterns on the cuffs of the skirts scratched the skin with fine tremors... In the bed tent , the quiet sweet fragrance is endless...

Messy thoughts flooded in, and all five senses and six senses were smashed into pieces at this moment.In a daze, the clothes fell off inch by inch, and the raindrop-like kisses moved downward, getting heavier and heavier, gradually mixed with the sucking and gnawing kisses, which also caused slight pain on the skin...

It's him... I've endured long enough...

Thinking this way, Ling Yucheng let his consciousness sink into the darkness, and let the flames sweeping his body take over his body instead of reason.

For Yuan Shao, joy came sooner than he expected.

Since expressing his heart to Ling Yucheng, he has not been without temptations in his daily life.Occasionally hugging each other when sleeping together, casually holding hands when walking together, whispering whispers in ears when discussing military affairs and politics... Every time if you step over that boundary intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Yucheng will occasionally feel Uncomfortable, but most of the time he turned a blind eye, as if everything was just by chance.

However tonight, Ling Yucheng gave him a response... jerky, hesitant, but it was clearly not just acquiescence, but an active response to his intimacy.

I don't know what caused Ling Yucheng to change his attitude and no longer reject people thousands of miles away, but Yuan Shao never had the habit of being in harmony with himself.Just a little surprised, he threw himself into it with all his heart.

From a light kiss that you don't notice or even feel, to a bite that is enough to leave a mark; from a hug that just wraps around the waist, to the skin that doesn't stick to each other.Every kiss, every touch made him more excited and urgent than the previous moment, and Ling Yucheng's increasingly hot body and the occasional light gasp made the flames in his heart burn almost uncontrollably .

Slow down, Yuan Shao said to himself, slow down - give Ling Yucheng a little more time to adapt, and give him a little more time to taste every inch of skin that is open to him, and make this love as perfect as possible.

Thinking of this, he picked up Ling Yucheng and turned over, let him lie prone on the brocade mattress, lowered his head and sucked kisses along the spine, and occasionally nibbled lightly on the protruding shoulder blades, causing bursts of light trembling.The person under him muttered vaguely, stretched his arms to the side, trying to grab something, but was immediately pulled back by Yuan Shao.

"Be good..." Yuan Shao held Ling Yucheng's wrists with one hand, pressed his arms firmly on top of his head, and stroked his waist all the way with the other hand.Feeling that the person under him moved a little, he also exerted a little more strength accordingly. While separating Ling Yucheng's legs, he lowered his head and bit the back of his neck.

Almost immediately, the people under him shook violently, and every muscle tensed up.If Yuan Shao hadn't added more strength in time, even the left hand that was holding Ling Yucheng's arms would have been thrown far away.

"Hey..." I don't want it now, is it too late...

The weight of the whole body couldn't hold down the movement of the person below. A moment ago, it was just an instinctive twist, but after a few breaths, it suddenly turned into a struggle.At this time, how could Yuan Shao let go, clasped Ling Yucheng's knees and wrists firmly, still hesitating whether to tease him more or simply enter the port directly, suddenly there was a sharp call above his head, Ling Yucheng raised his arms, Backhand hit him hard on the top of the head!

This move was so ruthless that even though Yuan Shao had already grabbed his wrists before, he still barely moved away!

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