Revlon

Qi Chen originally thought that it would be good to just keep his person, but at the moment he was overwhelmed by overwhelming anger, he didn't even care where the anger came from, maybe Xiao Yue said that he was very similar to that person, or maybe it was Qi Chen who wanted to It's not just his people, or...

Xiaoyue no longer resisted fiercely, like a doll who let Qi Chen's kiss fall wildly on his eyebrows, nose tip, cheeks, and lips.

Ear side, jaw, neck, collarbone.

The bodies of the two are close to each other, and their breathing is disordered. Xiaoyue can control his heart, and he can also control his hands and feet, but he cannot control his body temperature.

Qi Chen's attack disturbed his breathing like a violent storm, and the feeling of blood temperature rising was so clear and terrifying. Out of human primitive instinct, Xiao Yue's senses were infinitely magnified, and he could even feel it very clearly. Every inch of Qi Chen's powerful muscles and scorching temperature.

This is what Qi Chen wants, what he wants is only his, his own.

But he stopped, with his elbows on Xiaoyue's ears, Xiaoyue heard his heartbeat beating like a drum.

Although Xiaoyue didn't want to admit it, Qi Chen's heavy breathing became the same frequency as his breathing.

They are so similar, Qi Chen and Ye Zhao are really too similar, as soon as they come to Xiaoyue, they are about to respond to his wolf-like eyes, and they are about to put their arms around his neck, kiss him, confess to him, and tell him how much I miss He, miss him, love him.

However, he is not Ye Zhao after all, the reason why Qi Chen still looks at him like this is because he still doesn't know that Xiao Yue in front of him is not the person he misses.

Xiaoyue looked at Qi Chen's chest heaving violently due to sexual tension, and raised his hand to touch Qi Chen's heart. What came from his fingertips was not only Qi Chen's scorching body temperature, but also his trembling.

Xiaoyue's voice was mixed with panting, and said in a low voice: "Ye Zhao's here... has a crescent birthmark, the birthmark is the injury suffered by the loved one in the previous life..."

Qi Chen looked at him deeply, his usual indifference and aloofness were all shattered at this moment, his eyelids glowed with a light peach color, Xiao Yue saw himself in his eyes, and also saw the scars left by his anger .

The most ironic thing in the world is this, with the faces of loving each other, but not each other's lover.

A tear fell from the corner of Xiaoyue's red eyes, Qi Chen's expression was slightly confused, he remembered this look, when Xiaoyue first entered Xiaoxiang Pavilion, jumped out of the bath and ran towards him, his pupils were full of painful and broken light .

What Xiaoyue said was right, he would really regret it.

Qi Chen stood up, suddenly lost Qi Chen's body temperature, Xiaoyue's tears seemed to burst up, he could only close his eyes tightly.

The heavy quilt engulfed Xiaoyue's exhausted body with a cool breeze, followed by the sound of Qi Chen's footsteps going away.

Qi Chen left, but Xiao Yue didn't feel the pleasure of the rest of his life at all. The faces of Ye Zhao and Qi Chen kept overlapping, spreading, and overlapping in his mind. The pain seemed to double, and the pain seemed to freeze time. Xiaoyue didn't know that the night could be so long.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Yue got dressed and walked into the palace compound.

The night was still very quiet, only the low chirping of insects and birds was left around, Xiaoyue took a deep breath, the cold air swirled in his chest, compared to the night when Xiaoyue first entered the mansion, the temperature has turned colder Many, just because the air is getting colder, the lotus lake under the moon is becoming clearer and clearer.

Xiao Yue walked for a long time, and unknowingly came to Qianqiu Palace.

Candles were still burning in Qianqiu Hall, the servants in front of the door were leaning against the door frame and dozing off, Xiao Yue hid behind the willow tree, stood for a long time looking at the lights of Qianqiu Hall.

Xiaoyue kept thinking of the way Qi Chenli looked at him when he was drunk, no, it was the way he looked at General Xiao. Qi Chen was used to living in the world for a long time, and his eyes were full of disdain and indifference towards everything in the world. Xiaoyue never knew, that There is such a soul that is ready to come out hidden under the hard and arrogant skin.

Xiao Yue even thought that if Qi Chen never used him, never repaid him with the city, with this appearance, they should be able to be honest with each other and treat each other with sincerity, maybe they don't have to calculate each other like they are now.

It's a pity that even if Qi Chen was really sincere, he turned his lover into a tool in the end. The tool that can be used up can never turn back to his former lover. The real General Xiao died in Du Juan'ao that day, in Under the conspiracy of the people of Nanyue, he will know all this sooner or later.

Xiaoyue didn't know how he walked back to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and he didn't know how he fell asleep vaguely holding the half piece of Yu Linglong. He only remembered that he had a very short dream, in which he and Qi Chen were in the same dream. The scene when they fell into the pit together.

In the dream, Qi Chen was not angry, he said to Xiaoyue gently, but Xiaoyue didn't remember a word, maybe he didn't hear clearly at all.

In the next long time, Qi Chen never came to look for him again, but Xiao Yue seemed to be in a daze, always thinking of him.

In fact, Qi Chen didn't often come to him in the past, but now, whenever the door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is pushed open, Xiaoyue will think that it is Qi Chen who has come, and his heart will be lifted the moment the door is opened, and then After the door opened, it sank empty-handed.

Xiao Yue even asked himself, if Qi Chen came again, what would he say to him?

...It seems that there is nothing to say.

Over and over again, he didn't know whether he was afraid of Qi Chen's arrival, or was looking forward to his arrival. Apart from experiencing such emotional ups and downs every day, the only thing Xiaoyue could do was to write poems.

He racked his brains to write down the "Full Tang Poems" he had memorized in school one by one on paper. This is what he promised Fang Yuwu, and he would write a collection of poems for him within a month as his release The reward for his return home.

Fang Yuwu was amazed by his song "A Journey Among Guests" at the Lantern Festival, but Xiaoyue couldn't write any poems, so he could only continue to learn from the wisdom of poets and poets.

At this time, Xiaoyue didn't know that the reason he was able to sit quietly and happily in the palace, dancing and writing, was because Qi Chen was doing his best to protect him from the wind and rain.

The crown prince was murdered, and the court was in turmoil. How can it be calmed down by a few words and a few words? Qi Chen put in a lot of effort behind the scenes. On the Yuan Festival, all southern Guangdong cities will open their doors to take in refugees who escaped from other countries' battlefields, and the treasury will open warehouses for relief.

In the past, Fang Yuwu, Marquis of Magical Power, was in charge of this matter, but now it is being handled by Qi Chen and Shuntian Mansion Yin together. Qi Chen also took this opportunity to stay in Shuntian Mansion to personally oversee this matter.

It is said that they are permanently stationed in Shuntian Mansion, but in fact, Shuntian Mansion is only half a day's walk away from King Xin. It is clear that someone deliberately does not want to go back to that home, leaving a man who is thinking about others to stay at home as a widow.

In fact, Qi Chen would think of Xiaoyue even when there was no one in private, but he felt that Xiaoyue would not miss him.