Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Mu Zishi sucked his lips lightly and hard, murmured some indistinct words, the tip of his tongue penetrated into it coldly, brushed the palate nimbly, like a flame burning slightly mischievously all the way, and finally entangled Qi Wu sore tongue.

All of Qi Wushang's rationality was crushed by the warm aroma of wine lingering in their mouths, he gritted his teeth, and forcefully pressed him into his arms, turned over to hold him down, his star-like eyes were as black as night, shining brightly. Dangerous light snapped: "Are you drunk?"

Mu Zishi immediately said, "No, I'm as clearheaded as Zhuge Liang."

As she spoke, she raised her head and chased his lips.

Qi Wushang sighed again, but his eyes were burning hot and shining: "Okay...you said it yourself..."

Mu Zishi showed a puzzled look, but Qi Wushang stopped talking, put his earlobe in his mouth, rubbed his teeth lightly, Mu Zishi hissed and groaned, couldn't help curling his toes: "Hot..."

There was the rustling sound of taking off the clothes in my ear, and then I was hugged into a firm and warm embrace, and the bare skin was tightly pressed together. The thrill of water.

Mu Zishi couldn't help himself, his waist and legs, like the most enchanting vines, completely entangled him.Qi Wushang's kiss moved along his cheeks, landed on his neck, and then moved to his chest and lower abdomen... like warm raindrops all over the sky, and his body flew lightly and completely melted under such touch.

"Wushang..." In a daze, Mu Zishi seemed to be swallowed by the tide, out of breath, he bit Qi Wushang's shoulder, leaving a bright red tooth mark.

The color of Qi Wushang's pupils became deeper and more intense. He pressed his finger on a pomegranate seed-like nipple, made a circle gently, twisted and kneaded slowly, Mu Zishi trembled violently, his lips parted, his eyes fascinated Chaotic, involuntarily and sensitively pandering, and a little uneasy wanting to avoid such bright stimuli, but Qi Wushang used his lips to press against the small particles on the other side more fieryly, curled the tip of his tongue, and then brushed slowly.

Mu Zishi's eyes widened suddenly, and a sobbing moan came out of his throat, trembling and moist permeating the air.

Qi Wushang saw sweat on his forehead, but the palm of his hand slid down little by little with great patience, lingering on the slender and flexible waist for a long time, and finally grasped the upright avatar, rubbing his knuckle fingers up and down, soothing the rough palm Next, a small transparent liquid oozed from the top.

A drop of sweat fell on the corner of Mu Zishi's crimson eyes, which flashed crystal clear and slipped into his hair, Qi Wushang coaxed hoarsely: "Zi Shi, open your legs..."

His breath was blown into the cochlea, and there was a sweet tickle. Mu Zishi's knees trembled and opened unconsciously. Qi Wushang's voice was lower and more focused: "You are so cute..."

A hot and huge hard object rubbed against the scar on the inner thigh, with some slippery feeling, it hit the buttocks like a soldering iron...Suddenly, Mu Zishi's brain exploded, as if falling from heaven to hell, and his whole body was completely numb in an instant. Stiff and cold.

Qi Wushang had been observing his expression carefully, he stopped temporarily when he saw this, and said softly: "Zi Shi... what's wrong?"

Mu Zishi did not speak, but his face turned pale suddenly, his teeth chattered, his lips parted slightly, as if he was screaming silently and helplessly, the terrible memory was like weeds at the bottom of the water, with a smell of rotting blood, baring his teeth and claws. Entwined with the soul, can not break free.

Qi Wushang didn't dare to scare him, and only gently stroked his cheek.

Mu Zishi's heart was beating in a panic, his ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear any sound, his eyes were gradually congealed, but it was a look of extreme fear and hatred, falling on Qi Wushang's strong avatar, as if it was a ferocious beast , poisonous fangs.

"Ah..." Mu Zishi finally let out a long scream.

With the heavy snow on the frontier fortress, it has been intermittent for more than a month, and the side is the vast sea and hundreds of feet of ice. Standing on the top of the city of Shelu Pass, you can see the snowfield thousands of miles away. There is no human fireworks.

Qiu Mingxi met Qi Shaochong on the stone steps of the city wall, he was walking down, but Qi Shaochong was going up, Qiu Mingxi hurriedly backed away and bowed his hands in salute.

Qi Shaochong's identity is unknown to ordinary generals in the army, but Qiu Mingxi, as the chief aide, knows it well. When we meet each other on weekdays, although he doesn't call him His Highness, he is quite respectful in his etiquette.

Qi Shaochong was only Captain Yunyi, and his official position was much lower than him, so he bowed without the air of a prince and asked, "Lord Qiu, is Master Mu at the head of the city?"

Qiu Mingxi nodded, sighed, and was very worried: "The lord has not heard anything for 20 days... It's strange to say that the [-] army has disappeared without a trace. Could it be that they flew into the sky and escaped from the ground? If so Go down, I'm afraid the morale of the army will be unstable."

Qi Shaochong thought for a while, and said: "The third brother's use of troops is unfathomable, or he just wants to hide... How difficult is it to march in the snow to defeat the enemy? There is a need to adapt to the situation, but it's too late to inform the city."

Qiu Mingxi frowned slightly, and said: "With the ability of the prince, it must be so... But we always look forward to knowing the whereabouts of the army earlier."

The two chatted for a while, and Qiu Mingxi still had to go back to deal with trivial matters, so Qi Shaochong walked up the steps to the top of the city.

Under the dim and hazy sky, the city wall is particularly pale and solemn, and a figure wrapped in fox fur stands alone, like a finely-painted qiongzhiyushu in the ink and wash.

Qi Shao rushed forward and said softly, "Zi Shi, why are you standing here?"

Mu Zishi looked back at him with a very calm expression, and said, "I just want to see... Is this grassland as far as the eye can see..."

Qi Shaochong comforted: "Although there is no news about the third brother, but he has been in the battlefield for a long time, and he is definitely safe and sound."

Mu Zishi smiled and said: "I know, of course he will return victorious, maybe there will be a bunch of dead heads hanging beside the saddle."

Qi Shaochong stared at his sharp jaw: "But you have lost a lot of weight."

Mu Zishi was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I miss him... I'm not worried about him, but I miss him."

Qi Shaochong's face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at him intently, but Mu Zishi's eyes fell on the far side of the snowfield, quietly lost in thought.

All kinds of things after being drunk that night are now only fragmented and fleeting memories in retrospect, but I clearly remember that my frantic screams and collapsed struggles were slowly calmed down by Qi Wushang's kisses one after another.

"Shh...it's okay, it's okay..." Qi Wushang comforted him softly, and keenly realized that Mu Zishi was afraid of real sex, but he could accept kisses with lips and tongue.

His kiss suppressed desire, without any sense of aggression and strength, just blindly caressing, tolerant, cherishing and comforting, like the sunshine in an autumn afternoon, warm and clean enough to wash away all damage.

When Mu Zishi fell asleep slowly, his eyelashes were still damp, and his hands and feet were still wrapped around Qi Wushang's body.

Qi Wushang smiled wryly, such intimate contact and temptation can only be touched but not possessed, the restlessness in the lower abdomen cannot be relieved, it becomes more and more unbearable, the desire is like a fire, once it is ignited, it cannot be calmed down easily, the whole person feels uncomfortable It was like a fish in a frying pan, tossed and turned over and over.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Wushang's eyes were red, and he stared at the innocent Mu Zishi: "From now on, if you dare to touch a drop of wine, I will beat you with a military stick!"

Mu Zishi smiled reluctantly, but his eyes were cautiously anxious and eager: "I'm sorry, no harm... I don't know what's going on..."

After a pause, he made up his mind: "If you want, I can too...you don't have to worry about me...gag or tie me up..."

The smile at the corner of Qi Wushang's mouth froze, his eyes were hot for a while, he couldn't listen anymore, he shouted: "Stop talking! What do you think of yourself? What do you think of me?"

Mu Zishi pursed his lips, stubbornly brave: "I like you...as long as it's you, I'm willing..."

Qi Wushang's face turned livid: "I don't want to!"

"Rape...or rape the person you like, am I a beast?"

Mu Zishi shook his head in a daze: "No!"

Qi Wushang gently rubbed his slightly swollen lips with his fingertips, and said: "People say you are smart, why do I think you are hopelessly stupid? We still have a long, long life, and there will always be a way to let you Forget those..."

He couldn't help but laugh: "What are you talking about to tie you up? If I really want to force you, with your cotton strength, you still need a rope? But... are you really in such a hurry?"

Mu Zishi's ears were red, and he opened his hand with a slap: "Get lost!"

Qi Wushang grinned as he stood up and straightened his bundles. Before going out, he threatened viciously: "You tormented me to death last night. There will always be a time to settle this account...just wait!"

This person has always been shameless, so he was used to Mu Zishi so he didn't bother to be ashamed for him, so he glanced at his lower body sympathetically: "Are you overwhelmed?"

Qi Wushang pinched his face severely, and said, "Do you think I have no hands?"

Mu Zishi was rolling with laughter, but buried his face in the pillow, not showing his life.

The protruding shoulder blades on his back were like the scars of a butterfly whose wings were broken, Qi Wushang calmed down, his eyes were extremely gentle and soft, and said: "Wait for me to come back!"

Qi Shaochong saw a smile gradually blooming on Mu Zishi's lips. It was so clear and beautiful, as if it was shining brightly. He looked at it obsessively, but felt sour in his heart, because that smile had nothing to do with him.

The goose-feather-like snowflakes gradually became larger, Qi Shao rushed: "Zi Shi, it's snowing again, let's go back!"

Mu Zishi hummed, just looked at the distance and didn't move, but asked: "The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, when do you... plan to return to Dajing Palace?"

"Father won't let me go back."

"Do you want to go back?"

"think."

"As long as you think about it, you can find a way."

Qi Shaochong shook his head: "I can't do what my father asked me to do, and I don't want to do it."

Mu Zishi pondered: "What does the emperor mean, as long as you can do it, he will call you back to the palace?"

Qi Shaochong smiled bitterly and said, "Yes."

"Then what is it that makes you so embarrassed?"

Qi Shaochong was silent for a moment, his expression was very strange: "You don't want to know..."

Even so, there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

Mu Zishi suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his arm, breathed rapidly, and said in a trembling voice: "Look, look! There must be news of no injuries!"

In the place where the heavy snow was flying, there were indeed several black shadows approaching, heading straight for Shelu Pass.

Mu Zishi didn't wait for Qi Shaochong to speak, he turned around abruptly and ran down the wall.