big master, big liar

Song Xuan almost broke Ji Yunxi's back in the carriage, he was thin-skinned, at first he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound, but after being tortured so hard, he just ignored it.

On the contrary, it was Ji Yunxi who forbeared and became more excited the more she saw him, whispering all kinds of stupid things in his ears, forcing his old face to turn red.

Perhaps it was Ji Yunxi who was holding back hard, and he didn't know how many times he had been tossing about it all. Song Xuan was confused and was dragged into the palace with the car and the people, but he didn't realize it.

When he was hugged tightly by Ji Yunxi and placed on the dragon bed, he couldn't help but utter a sentence: "Dirty son of a bitch."

Ji Yunxi smiled and said, "That's what my brother taught me."

Song Xuan couldn't help kicking him, but Ji Yunxi hugged him even tighter, his whole body was wrapped around his body like a parasitic vine, and he couldn't move.

"What have you been watching?" Song Xuan couldn't help but snort when he thought of those stupid things he said.

"It's just miscellaneous books, hasn't my brother read them too?" Ji Yunxi's eyes were ambiguous.

Song Xuan was speechless for a while, he had read pornography books, but most of them were about men and women's affairs, if he said it, this jealous bag would inevitably come to torment him again.

For the sake of his waist and legs, Song Xuan had better keep silent.

But Ji Yunxi whispered in his ear: "It doesn't matter if you have read it or not, I will take my brother to try one by one."

"There are swings in the imperial garden, I saw in the book..."

Hearing this, Song Xuan's ears were burning hot, as if being burned by fire, he quickly covered Ji Yunxi's mouth: "My ancestor, shut up quickly."

The bigger this man is, the more shameless he is, he dares to slip any words out of his mouth.Song Xuan couldn't help thinking.

"The elder brother promised me that he would not be involved with that woman surnamed Wen again." Ji Yunxi blinked. He had just been satisfied with his love affairs, and his expression was extremely alluring, his eyes were intertwined, and he was indescribably bewitched. "I'm jealous."

If it wasn't for his sore waist, Song Xuan really would have doubted whether he was a heartless man who took care of the little beauty.

But in fact, Song Xuan and Miss Wen really didn't even have a shadow.

Song Xuan didn't understand where Ji Yunxi's jealousy came from, so he just joked: "This girl Wen has been in the capital for many years, she has some skills, you and I don't know if there is something she can use, so I only deal with people ——The rest, you can’t even touch the edges, why are you jealous.”

"She asked you to marry her," Ji Yunxi curled his lips. "Song Xuan, if you dare..."

"Do you think I dare?" Song Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, and asked Ji Yunxi by the ear. "Just look at the appearance of your vinegar jar, tell me, how dare I? Huh?"

When Song Xuan confessed, he didn't expect that with Ji Yunxi alone, he would be exhausted from all the tossing -- no matter what aspect it was.

People say that receiving the favor of a beauty is the most difficult thing to bear, and Ji Yunxi has shown this to the fullest.

Ji Yunxi remained silent, buried her head in Song Xuan's neck and arched it back and forth, her hair scratched Song Xuan's skin slightly itchy, but she couldn't bear to push him away, so she sighed softly, "I'm afraid I owe you."

"Go to bed earlier." He was much more tired than Ji Yunxi, and with his sweetheart lying next to him, he felt swollen and very comfortable. He only closed his eyes slightly, and soon fell asleep.

Ji Yunxi fell asleep for a while, but suddenly opened his eyes and carefully looked at the person next to his pillow.

Song Xuan slept peacefully, with long eyebrows stretched, breathing evenly, only the neck, with mottled red marks, winding all the way down, extending into the loose lapel, with indescribable erotic ambiguity.

Ji Yunxi's fingers lingered around this mark, staying at Song Xuan's Adam's apple, rubbing it lightly, but his eyes were a little erratic.

If this is the case, if you lock him up, you probably don't need to worry about him dealing with that woman who came out of nowhere.

The rope was good during the day, he never seemed to think that Song Xuan, who was bound, would give people the illusion of fragility and depression, which made him want to do something out of the ordinary.

It's just that he couldn't bear it.

Ji Yunxi's eyes were dark and tender, and he tapped Song Xuan's lips with his fingers.

You see, you're not the only one who is bound.

You're not the only one in debt.

or……

He suddenly laughed.

There is more than one way to subdue a person.

What's more, isn't that woman's weakness easy to find?

==

The national teacher stayed overnight in the palace, such a thing happened occasionally, and it would not cause too much trouble, so Song Xuan didn't care much, and followed Ji Yunxi to the palace during the day.

When Ji Hui was here, he had also walked around the palace, but he didn't have the intention of traveling around the mountains and rivers. This time, with Ji Yunxi leading him, Song Xuan could take a good look at the overly large emperor's residence.

But what surprised him was that when the new emperor came to the throne, the palace did not have the Chaoge Yexian as he had imagined. Compared with when Ji Hui was there, it was even a little deserted.

Ji Yunxi didn't care about this at all: "What do you need so many people for? Now the harem doesn't have any masters, just a few concubines are hanging out. If you want to take a look, I'll take you there."

Song Xuan glared at him after hearing the words: "What are you talking about?"

They are more or less elders, Ji Yunxi's tone is too contemptuous.

"It's just that I can control it with fewer people." Ji Yunxi snorted softly, but her eyeballs rolled around. "But if brother is willing to enter the palace, it's a different matter."

Song Xuan didn't even think about it, Fuchen threw it over: "I'm going into the palace? Live in your bedroom?"

"My brother lives wherever he likes," Ji Yunxi said slowly. "Wherever you live, I will live."

In fact, Ji Yunxi didn't like the emperor's bedroom very much either.

Because it was Ji Hui who originally lived there, he always disliked Ji Hui as his father.

If he hadn't had to live in the palace, he would have packed up his bedding and gone to live on the top floor of Zhaixing Pavilion long ago.

Song Xuan knew what he was thinking, but he couldn't take it seriously.

Ji Yunxi suddenly saw Zhu Yang approaching, reported a few words in a low voice, and hurried down.

On the contrary, Ji Yunxi's smile became more and more complacent. He leaned over and asked Song Xuan in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you stay one more night, so that you can sleep a little longer when you get up early tomorrow."

Song Xuan shook his head: "I have something to do this evening."

"You still want to find Miss Wen?" Ji Yunxi raised his eyebrows.

Song Xuan nodded, comforting him and said: "I still have something to ask her, I will go to court tomorrow, I want to settle this matter as soon as possible."

But Ji Yunxi smiled secretly: "So, if there is no such thing, are you willing to stay with me for a while?"

Song Xuan didn't notice his expression, he was still thinking about how to negotiate with Wen Chaoyan, so he just nodded his head.

Ji Yunxi took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him: "In that case, brother stay here."

Song Xuan was slightly taken aback.

Ji Yunxi said slowly: "This is a letter I asked Miss Wen to write, and she has written all the relevant matters she knows on it."

"So, brother, just stay with me and stay with me." Ji Yunxi's eyes narrowed a bit. "I can still take my brother to see the swing in the imperial garden."

Song Xuan held the letter and stood there dumbfounded.

When did this little bastard learn to dig holes for him?