The warm sun of the invincible east

The painting boat slowly approached the flower boat. Because it carried the logo of the Sun Moon God Sect, the road was unimpeded, and it found an excellent place to stop. The spectators who saw this scene were secretly amazed. Even people from the Sun Moon God Sect came to watch the banquet. The white beauty in the Lingfeng Pavilion is really charming.

The singers also noticed that something was wrong outside. Although they were just fireworks girls, they knew about the Sun Moon God Sect. When they saw the Sun Moon God Sect's ships, their hearts skipped a beat. Redemption is also a great blessing.

The girls who had already performed felt sorry for such a good opportunity to perform. Thinking about it, I could only grit my teeth and look at the woman in white sitting in the cabin. Could it be that men all over the world like this kind of tune?But they are all scumbags, so why should she put on a cold and condescending look?

Dongfang Bubai and Yang Lian were not outside the cabin, but sat in the cabin, set up a small table with pastries and a jug of fine wine, poured a glass each, and did not know whether it was wine tasting or admiring the beauties.

In the past few years, various rumors about Dongfang Bubai's appearance have never stopped, but not many people really know him, and in addition to the cold outside at night, Dongfang is even more reluctant to let Yang Lian stand outside.

Sang Sanniang and Tong Baixiong were also seated with them. The two of them could let go in front of Dongfang without restraint. Looking at the people on the opposite boat through the window, Tong Baixiong frowned and said, "What are these women singing about, flowers and rain? It's better to have two glasses of wine."

Sang Sanniang glanced at him, "You bastard, this is about the grievances of my daughter's family."

Seeing Sang Sanniang talking, Tong Baixiong shut up resentfully, but he still didn't like to hear the soft singing, so he had to drink with his head down.

The singing stopped, and the woman backed away. After a while, a woman in white came out with a piano in her arms. She looked extraordinarily weak in the night wind. The willow-like figure made the man feel protective. All of them immediately turned their attention to this woman.

Dongfang noticed the movement around him, turned his head to Yang Lian and asked, "What do you think of this woman?"

Yang Lian looked up and frowned slightly, "White clothes really look good, but in the early spring weather, she is so thin, isn't she afraid of the cold?" If this woman is really arrogant, she does not want these men to treat her other Mind, he doesn't believe it.

Isn't wearing such a suit just to make men feel pity?These playing hard to get methods, modern men and women do not know how many times.Although he respects women, he will not do anything for a certain woman because of this respect. Every world has its own law of life, and the law of his life is to love the East, guard the East, Who would be willing to hurt Dongfang's heart because of a woman.

When Yang Lian said this, not only Dongfang Bubai frowned, but even Sang Sanniang found it funny, "Brother Yang, you are a rare person who understands, look at the men around here, which one is not attracted by her?" Hun'er, you can see the difference at a glance." No wonder the leader likes it, such a good person will eventually have something that others can't match.

Although he was being praised, Yang Lian didn't feel like being praised. He filled the wine glass in front of Dongfang before saying, "Sister Sang, why do I hear you say that I am not a man?"

Sang Sanniang's heart trembled, and she looked at Yang Lian and realized that he was just joking, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm complimenting you." Fortunately, he didn't misunderstand what he meant, otherwise...

The sound of the zither sounded, lingering and sorrowful like silk, and the night wind blew up the woman's robe, giving people the illusion that she was about to go with the wind.The men were amazed again, the only normal possibility was Dongfang Bubai and his team.

After a moment of silence, gold, silver and jewels continued to be thrown on the deck of the boat, some jade hairpins were broken, some gold and silver rolled into the water, and there were still people throwing things onto the boat.

Looking at this scene, Yang Lian somehow thought of "Pipa Xing", shook his head, drank a glass of sake, felt that this scene was boring, turned his head to look at Dongfang's side face, felt that his throat was a little itchy, and hurriedly retracted What I saw was just a few drops from the wine glass in the glass, and I didn't realize it.

"What's wrong?" Dongfang Bubai sensed that something was wrong with him, and turned to look at him, "Cold?"

Under the night, Dongfang's fair neck seemed to become extraordinarily beautiful, Yang Lian's eyes froze, his hand holding the wine glass tightened, and now half of the glass of wine drank out.

Dongfang held his slightly trembling hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Since it's cold, let's stop watching." Then, he said to the outside, "Dock." The boat started to move slowly.

Yang Lian held Dongfang's hand back. If Sang Sanniang and Tong Baixiong were not present, he would now hold Dongfang in his arms, so that the empty part in his heart would be filled.

Sang Sanniang stood up, clasped her fists at Dongfang, and said, "Master, go down and watch outside, in case anything happens." After speaking, she took Tong Baixiong out of the cabin, went to the cabin door and lowered the curtain.

Looking at the lightly fluttering curtain, Yang Lian reached out and hugged Dongfang into his arms, "Dongfang, you've lost weight."

Dongfang let Yang Lian hug him warmly, occasionally abandon everything, and just rely on one person. This person doesn't have to be number one in the world, as long as he has a warm embrace.He closed his eyes, "Really?"

Yang Lian held his hand tightly, "It's all my fault. If I could have discussed with you and told you my thoughts, I wouldn't have wasted more than three years." Gently stroking Dongfang's cheek, Yang Lian's eyes dimmed slightly, "If I really..."

At the moment when he fell off the cliff, he regretted it to the utmost. If he really died, what about Dongfang?How irrational the decision I made was.

Knowing what he was going to say, Dongfang opened his eyes and saw the pain in Yang Lian's gentle eyes for the first time. Looking back on the past few years, he leaned into Yang Lian's arms, "Well, you will be here in the future Don't go anywhere by my side."

"Well," Yang Lian leaned over and kissed Dongfang's lips, and said solemnly, "Where there is Dongfang, there will be me, and I will never leave again."

Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and their lips intertwined again.

"Master, the boat has landed." The maid's voice came from outside, causing the two people who were kissing to let go of each other, looking at their own reflections in each other's eyes, while bending the corners of their mouths.

The two got off the boat, and after a short walk, they saw a lively street. Even at night, there were still many people playing on the street, and there were also many vendors selling food and gadgets.

Dongfang Bubai did not stay in an inn when he went to Jiangnan this time, but lived in a house. Yang Lian looked at this unremarkable house in front of him, and followed Dongfang into the door, only to find that the inside was exquisitely repaired, with a small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River. There is style.

A group of people went back to their own yards, no one arranged for Yang Lian's room, so Yang Lian naturally followed Dongfang and entered his room.

The room where Dongfang lived still carried a faint fragrance. Immediately after the two of them entered the room, a maidservant brought water for them to wash. Good door, when he turned around, Dongfang had already taken off his coat and was lying on the bed.

Yang Lian's palms were slightly sweaty. He took off his coat and shoes and sat on the bed. He looked at the candles that were still burning, and was about to get up to blow out the candles, but he saw Dongfang waved his hand, and the room immediately sank. Darkness.

After lying down, Yang Lian felt that he couldn't calm down anyway, so he turned over and hugged Dongfang into his arms, which made him feel a lot more at ease.

Dongfang seemed to be aware of his uneasiness, bit his lips, and said softly, "You are already by my side." So, in the past three years, there is no need to think about it, and no need to be uneasy.

Dongfang's warm breath made Yang Lian's heart unable to calm down anymore. His lips were attached to each other. He responded to Dongfang, caressing his warm and delicate back. His whole body seemed to be on fire, hot enough to burn his own. reason.

The hard object against his abdomen made Dongfang understand that Yang Lian was emotional.He bit the corner of Yang Lian's lips, exchanging breaths with each other crazily, as if he wanted to make up for the years of separation, and it was out of control.

I don't know who untied whose clothes first, and the skirts of each other spread out. Yang Lian kissed the delicate collarbone under her body, kissed the protuberance of her chest, and gradually moved her hand down, slowly stroking across the sensitive lower abdomen, touching the delicate abdomen. When he got under the incomplete body, Dongfang froze.

Sensing Dongfang's discomfort, Yang Lian raised his head and kissed Dongfang's brow, "Dongfang, it's okay, it's okay," he said, kissing Dongfang's lips lightly, repeating softly over and over again, "Dongfang, I I love you, nothing else matters."

What Dongfang Bubai wanted was not his sympathy, but his understanding, so he just wanted to tell Dongfang that it didn't matter.

Dongfang's eyes were slightly hot, he supported Yang Lian's naked back, his body gradually softened, his lover knew about this a long time ago and accepted it, what else could he not let go of?

Kissing the scarred place almost in admiration, feeling the trembling body of the person below him, Yang Lian's hand gradually lowered, and his index finger entered the warm land in the east.

"Well," he frowned uncomfortably, but he didn't stop his movements. He only felt a slight pain in his lower body, and suddenly there was a tremor somewhere, "Mmm..."

Kissing Dongfang's back, although he felt hot all over his body, he still waited patiently for Dongfang to adapt.

There seemed to be two more fingers coming in from behind, and Dongfang felt that he could no longer bear this vague stimulation, so he snorted softly, put his feet around Yang Lian's waist, "It's... that's fine."

What followed was pain and numbness. The two hugged each other and felt each other. On this spring night, it was as hot as summer.

"East...I love you."

"Um…"

In the hibiscus tent, the spring night is short, and I dream until dawn.