Dingjiangshan

If it is said that Ning Yan has never "Xiao Xiang" over Ning Huaijin in these years, it would be a lie.But if he really thought about "doing something" to Ning Huaijin, then he really didn't.

It's not that I didn't want to, but that I didn't have time.

Ning Yan's initial effort was spent on how to make Ning Huaijin accept him, but later Ning Huaijin let go, and he cherished him very much, for fear that any words or actions would be frivolous to Ning Huaijin and make him feel uncomfortable.

However, now that Ning Huaijin came to his door suddenly, Ning Yan's plan to slowly figure it out came to nothing. He was caught off guard and even a little flustered.

"Uncle——"

"You don't call me by my name anymore?" Ning Huaijin didn't know what kind of wine she drank, she had a lot of stamina, and even her courage was several times higher than usual, and now she has no scruples about what she usually said that she was embarrassed to say: " Isn't this private?"

Ning Yan didn't expect that Ning Huaijin, who was so drunk, could still remember the three chapters of the agreement.

He wanted to smile, but he couldn't laugh.

Ning Huaijin's patience seemed to be at the limit, and Ning Yan only hesitated for a moment before he frowned slightly, with a displeased look on his face.

In Ning Yan's heart, the battle between heaven and man seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that it has only passed for a short moment.

A candle flower lightly exploded on the candlestick in the corner of the room. Ning Huaijin seemed to be startled by the movement, temporarily stopped in her tracks, and looked back following the sound.

At this moment, the battle between heaven and man in Ning Yan's heart happened to have a result, he licked his lips, and called softly: "... Huai Jin."

His words were soft and slow, but Ning Huaijin still heard it.

Ning Huaijin turned his head and looked at Ning Yan again. When his eyes met, he easily saw the emotion in Ning Yan's eyes.

——He likes me so much, Ning Huaijin thought, I already knew it.

Changing from "Uncle Emperor" back to "Huaijin" was obviously just a change of address, but Ning Yan felt that the Ning Huaijin in front of him had changed in some way.

The lights in the dormitory were dim, and Ning Huaijin blocked most of the candle light, and the warm halo drew a beautiful arc from his shoulders, as if a figure was drawn out of the night out of thin air.

Ning Yan's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly remembered the dream five years ago that broke his heart and made him out of control ever since.

Coincidentally, a plum blossom was embroidered on the skirt of Ning Huaijin's underwear today. The flower was just about to bloom, and it rose and fell with Ning Huaijin's movements. A gentle wind.

The room was burning with thick ambergris, and Ning Huaijin's figure overlapped with the dream five years ago inexplicably, so that Ning Yan took a deep breath, and his breathing immediately became disordered.

He had recalled that dream countless times, and now he remembered the scene in the dream almost subconsciously.

The Ning Huaijin in front of her was no different from the dream, but her appearance was not as immature as in the dream, and there was also a shallow scar on the palm of her right hand.

But it was such a small difference that made Ning Yan know more clearly that this was not another dream of his madness and paranoia.

Ning Yan was ignited almost instantly. He took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Huaijin." Ning Yan said: "You have to think about it, it's too late to regret it now."

Ning Huaijin was only a little drunk and bold, but not drunk to the point of insanity, but this sentence was too difficult to answer, so Ning Huaijin just lowered her head, didn't say anything, just took another step silently, He held Ning Yan's hand loosely.

Ning Yan gritted his teeth, feeling that the fire in his heart was burning more and more, almost burning him completely.

He grabbed Ning Huaijin's wrist, pulled it forward slightly, and tripped Ning Huaijin's knee with his calf. Ning Huaijin's feet were unstable, and Ning Yan dragged him to the ground. bed.

"You were drunk today, but I don't care." Ning Yan said: "What you say is what you say. Even if you wake up and regret it tomorrow, I will not agree."

"I don't regret it." Ning Huaijin whispered, "...I have never regretted it."

In Ning Yan's ears, these words seemed to be not only a guarantee, but also had a subtle taste that belonged to "Ning Huaijin", as if he was still trying to explain something to him.

Ning Yan suddenly felt something flow out of his heart, his troubled chest inexplicably lightened, and his whole body relaxed.

So he suddenly laughed inappropriately, and even laughed lowly.

Ning Huaijin looked at Ning Yan suspiciously, he was obviously not as calm as he showed, his hands were shaking almost uncontrollably, pulling Ning Yan's clothes loose.

Ning Yan took Ning Huaijin's hand, moved it to his lips and kissed it.

When Ning Huaijin was interrupted by him, she was immediately confused. She didn't know what to do for a while, so she could only let him kiss her stiffly.

"Xiao Yan." Ning Huaijin was afraid that he still had worries in his heart, so he could only say: "...I'm not drunk."

Ning Yanxiao thought that Ning Huaijin had been able to stand this kind of provocation for five whole years. The weak refusal just now had exhausted his life's stamina, so how could he bear it a second time.

He only felt that his mouth was dry, so without any hesitation, he squeezed Ning Huaijin's chin, leaned forward and kissed him.This kiss was more ferocious than any other time before. Ning Yan seemed to have a ruthless energy to swallow him into his stomach. Ning Huaijin struggled uncomfortably, but was almost instantly crushed by Ning Yan. Hold it down.

Ning Huaijin keenly sensed the change in Ning Yan's mood. He seemed to have torn off the prudent and cautious emperor's coat, and began to reveal the soft core that belonged to Ning Yan.

The young man's heart was hot and fiery, and he still carried the ups and downs of his bitter love for all these years. Those bitterness and grievances turned into sharp knives at this moment, and fell into Ning Huaijin's heart fiercely.Ning Huaijin couldn't avoid it, and there was nowhere to escape, so he could only bear it by himself, put his arms around Ning Yan's shoulders, and caressed him twice indiscriminately.

Ning Yan seemed to want to make up for all the uneasiness these years. When he let go of Ning Huaijin, Ning Huaijin almost thought that she was going to drown in his arms.

In contrast, Ning Yan's condition has obviously improved a lot, his eyes are shining brightly, and most of the haze that seemed to be invisible on his body before has disappeared at once, and he looks like a beautiful and arrogant young man again.

"...This is nothing, it will hurt you." Ning Yan said, "My name is He Wenting."

How could Ning Huaijin lose this person, so she covered Ning Yan's mouth and said angrily, "No."

Ning Yan's eyes were crooked, and he couldn't stop laughing, his laughter was stuffed in his chest, Ning Huaijin's ears were stained crimson, redder than candle flames.

"That's good." Ning Yan said, "I will be careful."

Ning Yan said it lightly, but in fact he might not be any better than Ning Huaijin.

He knew his own mind when he was young, and since then he has never asked anyone to come close to him, let alone taught the maid to teach him, how could he understand these things, everything can only be groped by instinct, the two of them are just half a catty, no one can make a joke who.

Ning Yan has always liked the little tricks of entanglement with Ning Huaijin. When he was outside the palace, he would pinch his fingers from time to time, or hug someone behind his back. Feel "this person is mine".

The young man is full of vigor, and has no scruples about many things. When the love is deep, he is rampant.

Fortunately, this "south wall" was finally smashed after he knocked on it persistently for five years.

Ning Yan surrounded Ning Huaijin from behind, leaned into his ear, and said a lot of love words non-stop, some of which were heard by Ning Huaijin before, but most of them were caused by Ning Yan's love. Talk nonsense when you wake up.

He has no taboos in his heart or mouth, he dares to say anything, and it is not an exaggeration to say something shameless.

Ning Huaijin was able to respond a few times at first, but after hearing it, she was so ashamed that she trembled all over, she just wanted to cover his mouth to make him stop his supernatural powers.

It's a pity that Ning Yan held his hand tightly in his palm, unable to break free.

"Uncle Huang, Huai Jin..." Ning Yan called him tiredly and crookedly: "I swore I would never drink again, you came here on purpose to make me break my vow, right?"

Ning Huaijin couldn't speak, and didn't want to argue with Ning Yan how he broke the oath, so she tried her best not to look at him.

Ning Yan was not forgiving, he seemed to have a bad taste in his bones, the more Ning Huaijin didn't speak, the more he wanted to hear what the other party had to say.

"Huaijin?" Ning Yan asked, "Is it, eh?"

Ning Huaijin was angry and ashamed, but Ning Yan hugged him and refused to let go, pressing his hands tightly, insisting on asking one, two, three sticky.

It so happened that Ning Huaijin only saw a section of plain white wrist flash past from the corner of his eye, he almost didn't think about it, subconsciously opened his mouth to bite.

It's just that as soon as he met Ning Yan, he suddenly realized that it was his injured right wrist, so he couldn't bite anymore, so he could only retreat urgently, gritted his teeth and rubbed his forehead on the soft pillow next to him, and a sound came out of his throat. The deliberately suppressed sobs sounded terribly wronged.

Of course Ning Yan saw his hesitation and intolerance in his eyes, he smiled happily again, leaned up to kiss Ning Huaijin intimately, and couldn't bear to bully him anymore.

"Don't ask, don't ask." Ning Yan said magnanimously: "Huaijin doesn't want to talk, just don't talk."

Ning Yan was afraid of the cold, the ground dragon and the brazier in the house were so hot that ordinary people would sweat all over within a quarter of an hour.

Under the steaming heat, Ning Huaijin's alcohol turned up belatedly, he turned his head to look at Ning Huaijin, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and his eyes were wet.His long, sweaty hair was sticking to his cheeks, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

Ning Yan stroked his temple hair for him, kissed him carefully and contentedly, and whispered: "Usually, I don't realize that Uncle Huang is still so bold."

"This is my nature." Ning Huaijin seemed to be tired or sleepy, half-closed her eyes, and mumbled drowsily: "If it weren't for you, I..."