[Plane] Cleaner

"Jun'er, you're drunk."

Song Yun shook his head: "I didn't!"

Song Chen saw that he was stubborn, so he didn't say anything else.

Song Yun lay on the table, gulped down a few more sips of wine, and said, "When I was young, I had many brothers, and I didn't know anything at that time. My father loves you, but you prefer me."

How did Song Chen know these things, so he shut up, and Song Yun continued: "I still remember when I was naughty when I was a child, I broke the crystal bowl of my mother. You took the blame for me, and my mother sued my father. , Said that you have no respect for elders, deliberately smashed her crystal bowl, and finally the father punished you to kneel in front of the mother's hall for six hours."

Song Chen said: "It's all about childhood, why do you still bring it up?"

The emperor was a little sad: "At that time, you liked to hug me and swing in the garden, and then told me stories." He smiled softly again, "I still remember you sang a nursery rhyme to me, saying yes Learned it outside the palace."

Song Yun looked at Prince Song's calm face, and hummed out of tune: "XXXXXXXX, XXXXXXXX, XX, XXXXXX (I'm here to make up the word count~(≧▽≦)~)..."

He held Song Chen's hand and looked at him pleadingly: "Brother Dahuang, can you sing for Yun'er again?"

Song Chen shook his head: "It's been so long, I've already forgotten it, it's hard for you to remember it."

Song Yun let go of her hand in frustration, and said in a daze, "Yes, it's been so long."

Song Chen said: "Finish the food, you and I go outside for a walk?"

Song Yun said: "It's so late, what are you doing outside?"

"Go to the imperial garden to see the swing, I wonder if it's still there."

"Didn't you say you don't remember?"

Song Chen smiled and remained silent.

The two of them took two jars of wine and went to the Imperial Garden, and ordered the guards to guard outside to prevent anyone from entering. Then Song Chen sneered and followed the little emperor to the side of the swing.

"It's this swing. I told others not to move it." The little emperor had a look of reminiscence on his face. "At that time, you hugged me and sat on this swing and sang nursery rhymes to me."

Song Chen smiled, put the jar of wine in his hand on the ground, sat on the swing, he sat still, and waved to Song Yun: "Come on."

Song Yun took a deep breath, put down the things in his hands, and walked over.

As soon as he walked to Song Chen's side, he wrapped his arms around his waist and brought it to his lap.At that moment, Song Yun was extremely uncomfortable. After being the emperor for several years, no one dared to treat him like this, but Song Chen's action made him feel like he was back when he was a child.

Song Chen locked him up, bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "Don't move."

The little emperor remained obedient.

Song Chen smiled slightly, without looking up, just sang in a low voice: "XXXXXXXX, XXXXXXXX, XX, XXXXXX..."

Song Yun's expression also loosened, and even his body was a little relaxed leaning against Song Chen.

"Jun'er." Song Chen called him.

Song Yun turned to look at him reflexively, but Song Chen caught his lips unexpectedly.

"Well." Song Yun was completely stunned. He opened his eyes and looked at his elder brother behind him in the blurry night. The elder brother he had admired since childhood was kissing his lips at the moment. He couldn't react for a while, but was caught by Song Chen.

Song Chen pressed his neck with his right hand, and kissed him very erotically, with his left hand skillfully pushed aside his collar, poked in from above, and stopped on the two points on his chest.

Playing with cool fingertips on his chest completely woke Song Yun up. He trembled all over and began to struggle vigorously.

Song Chen tapped lightly on him, and the little emperor became limp and could no longer lift his strength.

"Song Chen!" Song Yun glared at him, his face full of anger, "Let go of me!"

Song Chen smiled slightly, and hugged him tighter: "Jun'er, do you know that I have always loved you."

Song Yun looked at him in shock, then said disdainfully, "Ridiculous!"

Song Chen said sadly: "If you don't believe me, then I will prove it to you."

"Song Chen! I warn you, let me go." Song Yun forced himself to be calm, "If you let me go now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

Song Chen thought that he had talked too much nonsense, so he ignored the little emperor's words, buried his head in his Adam's apple, and gently grinded it with his teeth.

"Uh..." The little emperor snorted, his body trembled slightly, his breathing was extremely unstable, the throat was indeed one of the sensitive parts of the human body.

Song Chen pursed his lips, took off his underwear, turned him around, and faced himself, his legs were hanging down on both sides of Song Chen's body because of his weakness.

Now the little emperor really panicked, and could no longer calm down, he faintly cried out in a crying voice: "Song Chen, if you dare, I, I will definitely chop off your head, let me go!"

How could Song Chen let him go as he wished, he touched the delicate skin of the little emperor, and secretly sighed that it was really pampered, even if it was Du Yuan back then, his skin was not as good as his.

"You, let me go, I will send a few teenagers to your house tomorrow."

"Song Chen, big emperor brother, I, I... Ah!" Song Yun suddenly exclaimed, it turned out that it was Song Chen who bit his red cherry.

"Shut up!" Song Yun glared at him angrily, Song Chen smiled lightly, raised his head and asked, "Do you want to recruit all the guards, and let everyone know that you are being played by me?"

"you!"

Song Chen lowered his head and held his nipple again, sucked it in his mouth, and made a click sound, which was very clear in the silent imperial garden, Song Yun blushed with anger, but had to grit his teeth fiercely and refused Make a little noise.

Song Chen was a little dissatisfied, he felt that he should use some means to show him, so that the most honorable person in the world could not do without his stick.

Song Chen thought about it, and felt that he still needed external assistance. He exchanged a few small pills in the system, stuffed them into the little emperor's back acupuncture point with his fingers, and pushed them to the innermost point.

"You dare to insult me ​​like this, I, I..." The little emperor held back his tears, his face turned red, and he was about to cry.

Song Chen slowly expanded in his body, put his earlobe in his mouth and said: "Jun'er, don't be afraid, you will be very comfortable."

The pills in his body gradually melted away, and Song Yun suddenly felt weird, numb and itchy there, as if countless ants were biting, itching deeply.

"You, you give me, ha... drug." Song Yun twisted her body unconsciously.

Song Chen smiled slightly, digging and stirring his acupuncture points with his fingers, making the little emperor feel uneasy, and slowly raised his head from his lower body.

The other hand stroked his waist, and he imprinted a purple hickey on his snow-white chest.

Those hands seemed to have magical powers. The place Song Chen touched didn't look like his own. Goosebumps appeared layer after layer. Waves of indescribable feelings invaded Song Yun's brain. He opened his mouth and gasped. Gas, misty eyes, do not know who is looking at.

Song Chen kissed his eyes, and kissed all the way down the corner of his mouth: "Jun'er, believe me, brother has loved you for a long time."

"I, uh, don't believe it..."

Song Chen sucked his nipple hard, as if wanting to suck out milk: "You will believe it."

The little emperor shook his head, the pleasure on his chest made him unbelievable, that place was being played with in his mouth like a woman, especially this person was his elder brother, the back acupoint became more and more itchy, he couldn't help lifting Raised his buttocks and dawdled on Song Chen's body.

Song Chen raised his head and asked him clearly: "Is the little slut itchy?"

Song Yun couldn't hear his words clearly, and his eyes were a little dazed. As the itching in his back acupoint intensified, he rubbed against Song Chen's body more and more frequently: "Here..."

Song Chen's purpose was to teach Song Yun well, how could he be satisfied so easily: "Your Majesty, what do you want?" Song Chen teased the little emperor, pushing him to sensitive heights one after another, That pill might be too strong, the little emperor's acupoint soon became unbearably hot, and the juice that was automatically secreted overflowed, Song Yun couldn't control himself, he looked at Song Chen with wet eyes, begging, A little bit wronged: "Brother, big brother..."

Song Chen opened his trousers, and rubbed the little emperor's hole with the big glans head (==), that small mouth was opening and closing, trying to suck in this cock that could bring him extreme pleasure: "Your Majesty, shout Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

"Help me, save me, I... feel so uncomfortable." Song Yun wanted to sit down as his butt sank, but was stopped by Song Chen in time.

"Save you?" Song Chen held onto his place, which was quite heavy, "How can brother save you?"

Song Yun could not hear his words at all. Seeing that her movements were stopped by Song Chen, which could not relieve the numbness in his body, she couldn't help but said anxiously: "Give it to me, give it to me quickly."

Song Chen smiled slightly, and finally stopped teasing him, and stretched out his hand to force Song Yun down.

"Ah!" The little emperor let out a short and hasty cry, but he was extremely satisfied. His empty and thirsty pussy was pierced by the cock under his body, and the intense pleasure produced by the friction between the inner wall and the cock made him unable to hold back tears of joy.

"Hmm!" Song Chen also groaned, the little emperor's acupoints were tight and wet, and the temperature higher than ordinary acupoints made him feel pleasure. He resisted not to thrust, but put his feet on the ground hard As soon as he kicked, the swing he was sitting on would swing backwards with his strength.

The little emperor's thinking is still clear, but he is tortured by the small hole below. The numbness just now was a little bit relieved by the insertion of the cock, but Song Chen's inaction made the numbness in the back point even more violent Surging, almost occupying his whole body, he was about to beg him as shamelessly as before, but was taken aback by Song Chen's sudden movement, and quickly wrapped his hands and feet around him, only to realize that he didn't know when he was captured by him. The hole was unlocked.

The little hole was slightly separated from Song Chen's cock because of the swing backwards, but when the swing swung to the highest point and suddenly fell forward, it hit his inner wall forcefully. Blank, he said tremblingly: "It's so, so cool..."

Song Chen hugged his waist tightly and said, "My brother said that it will make you feel good."

As the swing swayed, Song Jun was bumped hard by Song Chen again and again, and his ruddy lips uttered obscene words that spurted blood.

"Ah... so cool, big brother."

"Try harder...Ah! Don't..."

"Yes, I'm going to cum, ha. Ah!"

Immediately, Prince Song pinched the little emperor's nipples fiercely, and the little emperor finally ejaculated in the illusion of golden flowers exploding in front of his eyes.

When Song Chen left the next day, the little emperor was still asleep on the bed. He told people outside not to go in and disturb him. By the way, he canceled today's morning court. Then he rode his horse and walked towards his palace happily .

The little emperor was pressed by him all night last night, and he just fell asleep for less than half an hour, and he himself hadn't slept all night, but he is still full of energy at this moment, even now he can still fight three times in bed with others Hundred rounds.

However, now he is going back to see the little baby Shangguan Lian'er whom he loves so dearly.

When Song Chen arrived at the scene, Wei Kechou was already checking on Shangguan Lian'er's pulse. Seeing Song Chen, he said, "I heard that Miss Lian'er was asked to go back by Zhuangyuan Lang?"

Prince Song nodded calmly: "That's right, Wei Miracle Doctor is really well informed."

Wei Kechou said: "It's a coincidence that Miss Lian'er's illness was also last night..." He looked Song Chen up and down, "Okay."

Prince Song still said calmly: "Really?"

Wei Kechou got bored, and said indifferently, "Since Miss Lianer's illness is cured, I'm going to leave now."

"Please stop by the miraculous doctor." Prince Song said loudly, "I heard that the miraculous doctor can cure all diseases in the world. I don't know if there is a disease that can be cured?"

Wei Kechou really turned around and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Prince Song smiled faintly, his brows seemed to be stained with some sorrow, he looked at him fixedly, his eyes burning: "Lovesickness."

Wei Ke heard that she cast her eyes on Shangguan Lian'er on the bed: "My lord's illness really cannot be cured."

Prince Song cupped his hands and said, "Can I ask Miracle Doctor Wei to stay in the humble house for a few more days and give me some medicine to relieve the symptoms of lovesickness?"

Wei Kechou nodded in agreement.

Song Chen sneered in his heart, but remained calm, followed Wei Kechou out the door, and called, "Come on, after Miss Lian'er wakes up, take her to Zhuangyuan Mansion."

"Yes." Although the servants were still a little puzzled as to why the prince gave his favorite woman to Murong Zhuangyuan, they still hurriedly responded.

Sure enough, after Shangguan Lian'er woke up, she heard the maid beside her talk about this matter, she was delighted for a while, but in her heart, there was a faint puzzlement and a loss that she herself did not know.

"He really said that?"

The little maid was pointed to by Shangguan Lian'er by Song Chen, and at this time she was combing her hair with a comb soaked in osmanthus oil, she nodded when she heard the words: "I heard the prince say so with my own ears this morning."

"So, I see."

Shangguan Lian'er didn't know what was going on in her mind, she seemed to be very confused, but the joy of seeing Murong Yu almost overwhelmed her brain.

She walked out of the room anxiously, and sure enough, someone invited her to the door: "Miss Lian'er, the sedan chair is ready, please come with your servant."

After breakfast, Song Chen was processing some papers, and asked, "Has Shangguan Lian'er left?"

"If you go back to the prince, let's go."

"It's good to go." Song Chen closed the folder in his hand, got up and walked to the window. The window was facing a lotus pond. The way he was begging him, Prince Song's stomach tightened, he quickly packed up his mood, and left the window.

"My lord?" Song Chen's loyal dog eagle behind him was a little puzzled.

Song Chen smiled slightly: "Three days later, send someone to hunt down Murong Yu and bring Shangguan Lian'er back to this king."

"Yes!"

"What's happening in the palace?" Song Chen asked again.

"The emperor hasn't gotten up yet, and the eunuchs and maids are waiting outside. Concubine Xie was found to be three months pregnant today. The eldest princess fell into the pool. It was the servant girl next to servant Liu who did it."

Song Chen nodded, and asked again: "What is Wei Kechou doing?"

Dog Eagle said: "Wei Miracle Doctor didn't have any unusual movements, and he will drink tea and read books when he returns to Shangqiu Courtyard."

"what book?"

"It seems to be a medical book, and my subordinates will ask people to check it out immediately."

Song Chen waved his hand: "No need."

Wei Kechou's own martial arts are not high, but his medical skills are superb, and the golden needles are used so vividly that others can't get close to him. He wants to see if he is still as good as he is today when his medical skills are useless. arrogant.