【狂连】Taiyin

After hearing this, Huang stopped the movement of his hands unconsciously.

He closed his eyes again and again, he felt his face was touched very quickly by the cold fingertips, and then retracted.

Strange, it is clear that the summer heat has not dissipated, how could this person's hands be so cold?

As he was thinking about it, he recollected what he said just now, and he didn't feel any regret in his heart, it seemed like he was really being petty.But even though he was thinking like this, he refused to open his eyes, stubbornly turned sideways, turned his face to the inside of the bed curtain, and continued to sleep.

After a while, I heard footsteps on the other side of the bed, getting farther and farther away.

He guessed that Huang must have left, but his head was still in a mess, and he didn't know if it was more joy or some other emotions were mixed in, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

The Jiangzhen incense in the corner was burning leisurely, soaking every corner of the inner room with the fragrance of the grass and trees.Yimulian's whole body was wrapped in incense, as if about to be lifted up, drowsy, unaware of the world.

At this time, he heard people's footsteps approaching again, and he saw that it was a maidservant, so he still closed his eyes and did not make a sound.

The man stood in front of the bed and said in a calm voice: "I asked someone to bring a white jade pillow for me. I also want to rest for a while at noon."

Yimulian opened his eyes suddenly, but saw the young emperor looking straight at him.It seems that Huang hasn't had a good rest recently, his eyes are covered with shadows, and he looks extremely tired.With one glance and one heart trembling, he couldn't help leaning in a few times, leaving a large space for him.

Huang also put down the pillow unceremoniously and lay down on it.He has long hands and long feet, and once squeezed in, he occupies a large space, making him look pitiful lying on one side with one eye.Yimulian wanted to continue to move in, but at this moment Huang hugged his waist.He subconsciously wanted to avoid these hands, struggled a few times, but was firmly held down by Huang.

Huang didn't allow him to move.

The other party didn't say a word, just pulled him into his arms forcefully with his hands, restrained him, put his chin on his head, and sniffed deeply like an animal, as if to confirm that the other party belonged to him alone .

Yimulian stayed in his arms for a while, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

——It was the turbid air that contained the unhappiness of the past few days.He was deeply tormented by the jealousy generated by emotion.He couldn't deny his sour loss and instinctive jealousy, but his reason was suppressing himself over and over again.It seems that even admitting this jealousy and injustice is a sin in itself.

Yimulian himself is a taciturn person, entering the palace as Taiyin at the beginning is like a dream now thinking about it.It is clearly a man's body, but now it is completely fulfilling the duties of a woman.Years of education made him instinctively feel the shame of gender inversion, but this shame was gradually weakened after he first tasted the taste of love and lust, so diluted that he could almost convince himself to accept it without any obstacles At that time, a splash of cold water made him shiver from head to bottom——

He no longer clearly recognizes his current situation.

So he buried the confused, feminine emotions deep in his heart, nailed the coffin lid and put soil on it, and pretended that nothing had happened.

But it happened anyway.

Yimu Lian lay stiffly in Huang's arms, the man's body was hot, skin to skin, flesh to flesh pressed against his back.The continuous heat of the vigorous young people reaches the heart directly through the small shirt behind.Yimu felt his own aging for a moment, as if his mind had been overdrawn.He seemed to be lying obediently in Huang's arms, but his heart had long since dried up, and even his brows were filled with tiredness.

Such a young and fresh body, he suddenly thought when his whole body was framed between the strong and powerful arms of a male, shouldn't belong to me in the first place.

He should belong to a more delicate and younger life, lingering in the dance of flowers and butterflies, and should not be wasted on a boring man who is many years older than him.

Thinking of this, Yimulian couldn't help shivering slightly, but was hugged even tighter by the man behind him.His warm lips pressed against his shoulders silently, and his hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck, making the situation more and more anxious.

Yimulian slightly turned his face to the side, tilting his head to look at him, but was blocked by those eagerly approaching lips.

He raised his head blankly, raised his white and tender neck like a grub, and obediently accepted the other party's sudden storm-like kiss.

What happened all of a sudden?He opened his lips and gently let the flexible, aggressive tongue slide into his mouth, touching every inch of his mouth softly and densely.Yimulian subconsciously stretched out his arms and hugged Huang, wrapping his arms around his neck, the two clinging tightly together like Siamese twins, after a while, there was a slight gasp in the room.The suppressed moans were like floating waves, surging secretly one after another.

Spring love is infinite.

Yingcao took a bowl of crispy cheese to drink, and walked unhurriedly to the queen's bedroom.Although the beginning of autumn has just passed, the weather is still hot.The heat lingers for a long time.The Empress did not know when she got into the habit of taking a lunch break. She often took half to an hour of rest, and when she woke up, she needed a drink of ice-cold crispy cheese.Yingcao figured it was almost time according to the usual time, so she asked the dining room staff to bring over the cold drink.

But before the person arrived, he saw the door of the dormitory was tightly closed, and a few maidservants outside the door were standing with blushing faces, neither walking nor retreating.Seeing her coming, one of them made a "shh" gesture to her, pointed to the room, and shook his head at her with a suppressed smile.

Yingcao was puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Be quiet," the little maid said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is inside..."

Yingcao knew what happened when she heard the words.Although she is not very old, she is still a child who grew up in the palace, so her eyes sparkle unknowingly.She originally thought that His Majesty would only favor Yan Ji from now on!This is really a good thing.

She put Ruo Baiyin on the small table beside her, and was about to say something when she heard an uncontrollable moan coming from inside, one wave after another, mixed with indistinct and dull words The sound of physical impact.

Several little maidservants looked at each other in dismay, not feeling blushing.

It was the first time for Yingcao to hear this kind of voice. Holding her hot red cheeks, she took a few steps back and muttered to herself, "It's really..."

Yimulian has never hated himself so much for not living up to expectations.It is obviously a man's body, but it is so shameful to know the essence of sex, especially when he is still playing the female side.

Huang stood up and went deep.Yimu Lian silently raised his neck, only a hoarse sound came out of his mouth.He heard Huang gasping for breath behind him, and he himself was panting badly, but he was still stubbornly unwilling to utter a word, let alone beg for mercy.

This silent sex is like a tug-of-war that two people know well.They competed with each other, tortured each other silently.Huang came in without applying agar jelly, and he did it more ferociously than ever before.Silently clamping Yimulian's waist, he opened and closed wantonly, as if he wanted to vent all his passion and desire.Yimulian was so painful that he almost shed tears at first, but after a while, intestinal fluid was secreted from his back hole, which had long been used to sex, and the sound of gurgling water made his not-so-thick face burn uncontrollably .The greedy and honest body got fun from it, and the inside of the bulging flesh wall began to swallow and shrink unconsciously, as if wishing to keep the penis inside forever.With his hips facing upwards, he was kneeling on his stomach in a bestiality position. After a few jerks, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the still-veined penis.

Yimu Lianlian's face was pressed against the silky quilt, a little physiological tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, and fell on the soft and colorful satin quilt, forming a small wet dizziness.But after a while, it was evaporated by the heat without a trace, as if it had never happened.

He was stunned to feel that the person on his body pulled out the hot thing in his body, and the inner wall reluctantly kept it for a while, and made a particularly sensational "boo" when he pulled it out at the end.The back hole was wet and slippery, Yimu Lian subconsciously wanted to sit up, but was hugged by Huang's whole body.

Yimulian sat silent for a while, then asked in a hoarse voice,

"What's the matter today, Your Majesty?"

Huang hugged his arms and tightened a little, "Are you unhappy?"

"I don't have any displeasure."

Yimulian replied quickly, but he denied it too quickly, and he felt like there was no 300 taels of silver here.So he paused, and slowly repeated his words, spitting out each word with the tip of his tongue against his teeth like a bewitched porcelain man.He looked at Huang sincerely, looking straight into the depths of his black eyes.

"I'm not unhappy. It's just that the weather is so hot these days, and I'm often anxious. Go out and relax and you'll be fine."

Huang stretched out a hand to pinch his chin, put his thumb against Yimulian's lower lip and rubbed it a few times, and said firmly and calmly, "You're lying."

Yimulian suddenly felt a burst of anxiety for no reason.He wanted to say why do you assert that I am lying? Do I, a dignified man, still act coquettishly and petty in front of you like a concubine competing for favor? It is just a political marriage. Make such an affectionate look, just to see my jealous ugly face?

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.He is naturally reticent and not good at eloquence, and he has nothing to say at this time.

Yimulian slightly turned his face away, avoided Huang's hand, and said coldly: "Then what do you want me to say?"

Huang didn't make a sound, his right hand was still pinching his face, but he used a little strength unconsciously.No matter how young and mature he was, he was still too young after all, and he almost didn't know how to deal with this situation.I just felt a stagnation in my heart stuck in my chest, and I couldn't find a way to vent it.Obviously there are thousands of words, but at this moment, he can't say a word - just because he is on the throne, all the true feelings and true intentions can only be buried deep in his heart and cannot be fully expressed.

Huang lowered his head, and bit Yimulian's mouth as if to vent his anger.The soft lip flesh was reddened by his biting, and he grunted in pain, but gradually felt that the force on the lips was intentionally weakened.Suddenly his waist tightened, and it was Huang who hugged his knees, and his whole body was suspended in the air.Yimulian's stature was not tall, so he couldn't compare with Huang's tall and fit self. This sudden move also scared him into a panic, and he instinctively struggled.

"Don't move." Huang Leng commanded in a cold voice, he sat up, tightly held Yimulian embracing his knees in his arms, and the viscous penis in his crotch that hadn't vented yet was pressed against his back , stabbing behind him a few times threateningly.

Yimulian was so startled by this extremely unusual move that his voice froze. He was almost unable to breathe freely due to the restraint of those powerful arms. Just as he was about to say something, his body suddenly felt cold.He was lifted up in the air, the penis pressed against his back hole, and as soon as he let go, he let Yi Mulian swallow the thing.

Yimulian remembered that when he was still young, he almost died because of playing.There is a towering tree near the house, and a few children of the same generation sometimes escape the eyes of the adults and climb up the tree to play.At that time, I couldn't bear the itchiness of my eyes, so I followed my companions to climb up the tree.He was not good at this kind of game by nature, he crawled tremblingly, making people tremble tremblingly.Finally, I climbed up the tree, but I couldn't get down anyway.When it was almost dusk, several partners were called out from a distance by an adult, and they all climbed down cleverly.They seem to have forgotten that there is Yimulian, a little friend who is not good at this at all.The sky was getting darker, the temperature turned colder, and Yimulian was shivering as he was held on top of it.As a young man, he was panicked and hungry, and wanted to jump down from the tree, but he was trapped on the crumbling twigs, daring not to move a bit.

Now this similar emptied fear gripped him tightly again.He was almost suffocating during the intense sex, and the fear of being suspended and suspended turned the lovemaking into an execution.

But Huang has never been so happy and joyful as today.

This position was seen in the erotic album in the palace a few days ago. It is necessary to lift the person together with the calf and enter.The strength and speed are all under his control, and the penetration is extraordinarily deep, coupled with the tricky posture, the person in his arms is lifted up in the air, making him feel very insecure.As soon as he got nervous, the lower acupoints unconsciously bit harder.After hugging and fucking like this dozens of times, the moans of the person in my arms gradually became inaudible.

Huang touched his face, and found that Yimulian was shaking violently on the verge of orgasm, and tears unconsciously soaked his entire eye sockets, filling them all up, as if he had been wronged.

Huang Xin moved, lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked away the tears.

The previous love was too exciting, but the sudden tenderness seemed a bit abrupt.Yimulian felt that he had grown so much older - he really couldn't see through him.Including when he was asleep, he put his head on the white jade pillow, revealing an unguarded sleeping peaceful face, Yimulian still felt that he couldn't see through him.

This person was always worried when he slept, even his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was worrying about the important affairs of his family and country in his dreams.Today, however, the eyebrows are stretched out in a rare way, and the handsome face of the young man is not yet mature, with a little childlike childishness.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yimulian turned his head and looked at it for a while.He wanted to make himself stop looking at him, but found that he couldn't control himself at all.In a strange way, he leaned over, and gently pressed his lips between Huang's brows.

I probably can't save it.

He thought so.

When I got out of bed, my legs were trembling.The back hole was so full of semen that it was filled to the brim. When walking, I felt sticky liquid slipping down the thighs to the heels.He walked out of the room with his clothes on and bare feet, and saw Yingcao still holding the bowl of Ruobai Drink waiting for him.

Yimulian tried his best to restrain his hands from trembling, he took Ruobai Drink from Yingcao's hand, scooped a small spoonful of it with a white jade spoon, and put it into his mouth.

Just one bite almost broke the bowl.Sudden nausea surged up, and he leaned against the wall and stretched his neck to vomit.

When Yimulian opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was completely dark, and he didn't know what time it was.There was a candle in front of Yu You's table that was still burning, looking through the curtain, it was a faint halo that was trembling.

The sheets under him have been replaced with new ones, and the person on the bed has long since disappeared.Yimulian felt his throat dry and thirsty, burning like a flame.He tried to call Yingcao a few times with a hoarse voice, but found that he could hardly even make a sound.

He felt uncomfortably hot with fits of cold and heat, and he must have accidentally caught a cold.No one could be called anyway, so I had to tuck in the quilt and continue to force myself to fall asleep.

There is still a banquet tomorrow, he thought, but he must keep his spirits up and nothing will go wrong.

In fact, nothing could go wrong.

Sitting on the seat where the cups of wine were staggered, he thought with a blank expression.At the moment, no one noticed the unusual blush on the empress's face.He was sitting upright, and he was beautiful, but he looked like a paper man whose soul had been lost, which was really lacking in interest.But it is this upright appearance that gives her the demeanor of being an empress.But unlike Yan Ji at the side, she smiled sweetly, looked forward to her beautiful eyes, and her casual glance was full of amorous feelings.

Seeing this scene, all the subjects in the audience secretly thought in unison.

At a glance, I looked at the table full of exquisite dishes, eight inches square, including pine leaf truffles, natto from Dade Temple's new tribute, and orange crab cakes.Then there is shabu-shabu chicken with spicy red sauce soup, followed by sashimi of puffer fish and oxtail.Yimulian's chopsticks poked on it with disinterest, hesitantly picked up a small piece of fish fillet and sent it to his mouth.

Suddenly an indescribable nausea surged into his chest, and he quickly covered his mouth.He didn't want to lose his composure on such a solemn occasion today.After suppressing the nausea rolling in his stomach, he no longer had any appetite.Fortunately, the people in the audience were also drinking and joking on their own, and didn't notice what was wrong with him.

Fortunately, no one pays attention to me.Yimulian put down his chopsticks and thought with lingering fear.

He didn't notice that behind him, those eyes from a high position were looking at him worriedly for a moment.