The warm sun of the invincible east

Dongfang Bubai and his group arrived outside an inconspicuous courtyard. Elder Luo stepped forward and knocked on the door. Soon a middle-aged man opened the door. He glanced at Elder Luo and said casually, "Guest From where?"

Although the other party had this kind of attitude, Elder Luo didn't seem a bit annoyed, "Come from a place with high mountains and many trees."

When the middle-aged man heard the words, his face immediately changed into a respectful expression, and he opened the door wide, "The guest has come from afar, so please forgive me for the inconvenience."

Yang Lian jumped out of the carriage, turned around and stretched out his hand to help Dongfang Bubai get out of the carriage. This was the attitude a manager should have towards his master when he was away. Seeing the nervous look on the doorman's face, he said, "Go and prepare something for the bath, we After traveling all the way, I was a little tired.”

"Yes," the concierge raised his head slightly, and saw that the person speaking was a young man with a gentle face. He expected that this was Director Yang who was beside the leader, but he didn't dare to look at Dongfang Bubai beside him, and retreated with his head down.

A group of people entered the door, and an old man welcomed them into the inner courtyard. The house had been prepared long ago, and there was no panic.

The houses of Yang Lian and Dongfang were next to each other, and everyone who came down here knew about them, so Yang Lian went back to his room to put things away, then turned and entered Dongfang's room, and saw four tall and strong male servants raising their hands. He poured hot water into the big wooden bucket in the house, while Dongfang sat on a chair beside him and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Yang Lian poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Dongfang, "Tired?"

Dongfang opened his eyes, took the teacup and shook his head, "It's okay." Seeing that Yang Lian's complexion was not good, he pulled him to sit down beside him, "Why don't you take a rest?" He was always worried about Yang Lian's body. Yes, so I couldn't help reaching out to catch his veins.

Although Yang Lian's pulse was a bit flimsy, it wasn't a major problem. Dongfang felt relieved, looked at the tub that was already filled with water, and waved to the male servants, "Go down."

The male servants all lowered their heads, and when they heard Dongfang Bubai's words, they backed out without raising their heads, and the last one even closed the door cautiously.

Yang Lian hugged Dongfang's waist and kissed his lips, "I haven't washed it yet."

Dongfang heard the words, how could he not understand his thoughts, so he put the teacup aside, stood up and said, "Then why don't you come and undress me?"

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Yang Lian undid Dongfang's belt, stretched out his hand to lift Dongfang's outer robe, revealing the snow-white underclothes.

Dongfang's breathing became slightly heavier, the two of them had seldom been intimate along the way, but now this intimacy made his heart beat a little faster.

He untied and left, and saw Dongfang's delicate collarbone and fair skin. Yang Lian took a breath, picked Dongfang up and put him in the bathtub, and quickly took off his clothes and sat in. The water in the bathtub overflowed to the ground .

He kissed Dongfang's lips almost piously, and then moved down, covering the bulge of his chest. Hearing Dongfang's soft moans, Yang Lian raised his head to kiss the corner of Dongfang's lips, and gradually lowered his hand.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the two hugged each other in an extremely lingering relationship.

"Well, lighten up..." Dongfang's words were broken.

Yang Lian put his arms around Dongfang's waist and kissed Dongfang's lips, but his movements were not slow at all, just as gentle as always, even the strength of his arms around Dongfang was moderate, as if he was worried about hurting Dongfang.

"Hmm..." Dongfang's groans were kissed by Yang Lian, but his hands climbed onto Yang Lian's shoulders, allowing himself to fall into speechless joy.

Yang Lian was gentle when treating him, even at this time.When he was concerned about Yang Lian, he had gone to certain places to see how men were intimate, but it was very unbearable just looking at it. People under him always suffered more, and some even fainted.

He loves Yang Lian, so at that time he thought, even if he could pass out in pain under him, but he didn't think that he was not one of those poor men, because the person holding him in his arms was Yang Lian, Yang Lian, who puts himself first in everything, even at this time, would put his arms around himself, for fear that the bathtub would block Yang Lian from his back.

Leaning his head on the shoulder of the person he loves deeply, feeling his warmth on his body, Dongfang's voice is thin and trembling, "I... love you."

The arm that hugged him was tight, a little painful, but it made him feel extremely happy.

"I love you too, Dongfang!"

"Yeah," Dongfang Bubai thought when the two of them reached the peak of joy at the same time, if he had regretted getting the world's best martial arts from the palace, then he felt that he was lucky to get this man.

After the two had warmed up, Yang Lian cleaned up Dongfang carefully, dried him, changed his clothes, dried his hair, and then stuffed him into the bed, as if Dongfang was a fragile baby , a little bit of bumping will not work.

Although Dongfang has always been strong outside, he loves Yang Lian's careful treatment.His body has been practiced in martial arts, and his flexibility is very good. After such a toss, it is not very uncomfortable, but seeing Yang Lian's careful look, he feels very heartwarming.

Yang Lian buried his head and kissed Dongfang's lips, and said with some reluctance, "I really want to be tired of being by Dongfang's side all the time."

Dongfang smiled, "What's the matter, could it be that I can't drive you away?"

Yang Lian looked at the water on the ground, then kissed Dongfang hard, then got up and said, "I'm going to find something to clean up the water in the house, there is so much water, getting wet is not good for your health." He knew at this time Dongfang didn't want people to come near, so he asked the people below to take something to wipe the floor and wipe it carefully.

Dongfang leaned on the bed, watching Yang Lian squatting on the ground with his half-dry hair and wiping the floor, his heart ached for him, and he couldn't help saying, "You don't need to do this kind of thing, call the people below."

Yang Lian smiled when he heard the words, "It's okay, I have nothing to do anyway."

How could Dongfang not know that it was because he didn't want other people to get close to him, so he got up and got out of bed, walked to Yang Lian's side, and gently hugged him, "It's okay, let them do it after we have dinner."

Yang Lian didn't insist on hearing the words, the smile on his face dissipated when he saw Dongfang standing barefoot on the ground, hugged Dongfang by the waist, put him on the bed, took out a sweat towel and wiped Dongfang's soles, and said, " You can't stand barefoot on the ground, it's not good for your health."

Dongfang Bubai watched him put on shoes and socks for himself, stretched out his hand and squeezed his ear, "You said you are almost becoming an old man."

Yang Lian sighed helplessly, letting Dongfang pull his ears, got up and took out a jade comb in his arms to tie Dongfang's hair before letting him get out of bed, "Sit down for a while, I'll go to the kitchen." He was familiar with Dongfang Unbeatable taste, so go to the kitchen and order it.

Dongfang Bubai nodded, "Alright, I just happen to have some things to tell you, just come to the study and find me later."

When the two went out, Yang Lian walked towards the kitchen in the west. When he met Sang Sanniang, he stopped and said, "Sister Sang, if there is anything you want to eat later, I will make it in the kitchen together." .”

Sang Niannian joked, "I don't have anything in particular that I want to use. Brother Yang, you'd better go to the kitchen. I'm afraid the leader will look for you again later." After finishing speaking, he glanced vaguely at Yang Lian's neck place.

Seeing him like this, Yang Lian rubbed his nose in doubt, why did he feel that Sister Sang's eyes just now were indescribably strange.

After walking a certain distance, Sang Sanniang thought with emotion, the leader and brother Yang are really fierce, the hickey on brother Yang's neck is still there.

Dongfang sat in the study, flipping through the ledger on the table in a leisurely manner. With that hickey, there shouldn't be any women who don't have long eyes to stick to Yang Lian, right?