big master, big liar

The sun was high, and the sunlight fell over the window lattice and fell on Song Xuan's eyelids, making his eyelids tremble restlessly.After a while, Song Xuan woke up from his sleep.

He really didn't sleep very well.

His dreams are full of unspeakable beauty, torture like a blunt knife grinding flesh, accompanied by the familiar whispers and chuckles.

It was clearly a frolic between lovers, but it suppressed him to the point of embarrassment; it was clearly intended to be provocative, but it forced him to beg for mercy.

The clearest thing is the pair of dark eyes that stared at him, as if recording all his gaffes and collapses, with indescribable greed and passion, almost becoming an inescapable nightmare.

Until he woke up, Song Xuan still felt his old face was burning hot, and he didn't want to open his eyes to face the reality.

But he didn't want that haunting voice still whispering in his ear: "Brother is awake? Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Song Xuan was extremely embarrassed, he could only stare, with a cold face: "Are you still going to court?"

"Once in three days, why did my brother forget this?" Ji Yunxi mercilessly pierced Song Xuan's composure, and hugged his waist from behind, with his naked skin touching, it seemed to remind people of the incident last night. The beautiful scenery comes.

Song Xuan was as stiff as a piece of wood.

But Ji Yunxi laughed at him softly with indescribable satisfaction: "Brother cares?"

Song Xuan coughed: "No..."

"I like that you care." Ji Yunxi's tongue fell on the back of his neck, licking the nephrite-like skin carefully. "Brother, you better always think of me."

Song Xuan turned his back to him, and didn't see the turbulent undercurrent in his eyes, and the slightly obsessed flush on his face.

I can only hear his low love words: "I have missed my brother for a long time, and I wanted to treat you like this back then..."

When Song Xuan only treated him as a child and took him to travel around for his life, he had such absurd idea.

Want to love, but also want to humiliate, want to worship, but also want to abuse, want to seduce, but also want to capture, want to pray, but also want to invade.

Ji Yunxi's love contains so many shady emotional thoughts that he is always hesitating between the two extremes of protection and aggression. Instead, he completely exerts these two extreme directions between the beds, It's getting harder and harder.

"I'll just die here." Ji Yunxi laughed softly, but the heat on Song Xuan's face rose sharply, and he hurriedly changed the subject.

"What time is it?"

"It's almost noon, I asked them to bring some food, let's make a bed first." Ji Yunxi said.

Song Xuan couldn't believe it, sat up and stared at him: "You let them come up?"

The two of them were absurd to a certain extent last night, and rolled from the couch to the bed. One was full of blood, and the other hadn't seen meat for many years.

Does Ji Yunxi dare to ask people to come up?

Ji Yunxi propped her chin: "Don't worry, brother, the people in the Zhaxing Pavilion are all mine."

He may not have figured out the things in the court, but Ji Yunxi still kept things around him very clean.

"That's not the case." Song Xuan said, his expression becoming more and more embarrassed.

Ji Yunxi blinked, seemed to understand something, raised the corners of his mouth, and leaned into Ji Yunxi's ear: "Don't worry, I guess they will only treat me as my elder brother...to make a big show of glory."

If it is only based on appearance, most people will think that the beautiful Ji Yunxi is the one who is slightly weaker.

Song Xuan didn't care about this, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "That's not the case, I just..."

It's just that he hasn't recovered from last night's embarrassment, and he's not ready to let others know about the relationship between the two of them.

It's just a done deal, Song Xuan could only helplessly ravage Ji Yunxi's hair, pulled a coat from the side and stood up: "That's all."

Song Xuan travels around all the year round, with a lean and tall body, tight muscles, and a stretched posture, but there are mottled red marks on his back from last night. This healthy body swayed in front of Ji Yunxi, and was wrapped in white silk and satin. Ji Yunxi's gaze suddenly became hot.

"Brother..." He called out hoarsely on the bed.

Song Xuan turned his head, looked at Ji Yunxi's expression, and knew what this kid was thinking.

He moved closer, pressed Ji Yunxi's forehead and hummed: "Don't even think about it, I have an appointment with someone to do something serious."

He had already planned to see Fang Qiutang today, but last night he was obsessed with Ji Yunxi, so it's probably too late now.

Ji Yunxi pretended to be indifferent: "Then what should I do?"

"You give me a good meal and go back to the palace." Song Xuan saw through his scheming and glared at him fiercely. "Better not let me see you tonight, or..."

"Otherwise what?" Ji Yunxi looked at him provocatively.

Song Xuan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly leaned over to Ji Yunxi's ear, and said in a fascinated way: "Otherwise I will beat your ass."

Ji Yunxi rubbed his ears and temples with him, and there was a trace of evil in his eyes: "Brother, just come."

Song Xuan woke up suddenly, realized what he said, hurriedly put on all his clothes, and rushed out.

Ji Yunxi looked at his fleeing back, couldn't help laughing, smiling, buried her whole body in Song Xuan's quilt, took a deep breath, the whole quilt covered Song Xuan's body smell.

That faint smell, which seems to be mixed with sunlight and wind, makes people unable to help but think of where Song Xuan came from.

Ji Yunxi was lying between the breath and the soft bedding, like a well-fed beast, lazily licking its own fur, and moving its tail to seduce people from time to time.

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Song Xuan rushed all the way down from the Zhaixing Pavilion, trying to ignore the faint discomfort between the two, but the fragrance and beauty in his mind could not be lingered.

When he walked to the door, he saw Zhu Yang guarding the door with a saber in his arms, and blood rushed to the top of his head, as if someone had caught him.

Zhu Yang still looked normal: "Morning, sir."

Song Xuan nodded and coughed: "Morning."

But I didn't want Zhu Yang to hesitate for a moment, his eyes turned around, and he asked Song Xuan: "Mr. just...gone?"

Song Xuan was at a loss.

Zhu Yang had a look of resentment: "Sir, you are too inconsiderate, you should always accompany the Holy Majesty, after all..."

after all?

Song Xuan's face was full of splendor, neither smiling nor angry, so he nodded: "I see."

Seeing what he said, Zhu Yang felt a little relieved.

Song Xuan's head was as big as a bucket.

It's not that he hasn't thought about getting along with Ji Yunxi, but the impulsiveness and love between two men are always more straightforward, and it's inevitable that they will be happy with each other and have some intimacy.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ji Yunxi, whom he had always regarded as his younger brother, who was sick and even needed his protection, was actually much stronger than him in a certain way, and he played with him a lot when getting along, and even took pleasure in it.

Such a gap caused Song Xuan to feel embarrassed and embarrassed.

But if you ask him, he won't regret what he did with Ji Yunxi.

He didn't regret it either.

He knew in his heart that he was also yearning for Ji Yunxi.