I love the harem with my sweet mouth

It's almost the beginning of autumn, but the weather is still very hot.

The white sun scorched the earth, and the large tracts of farmland beside the road had already dried up and cracked countless gaps, leaving only patches of yellowed seedlings.

In the afternoon, everyone found a shady place to rest for lunch.

The left and right are not in a hurry to do anything, the group of people basically rush on the road when it is cool in the morning or evening, and rest in the rest of the time.If you encounter a town, you will stay in an inn, and if you are in the wild, you will camp on the spot.

Qi Meng and the others leaned against the tree to enjoy the shade, the cicadas kept chirping, the weather was so hot that there wasn't even a breath of wind.

"Brother Zhuangzi..." he yelled, pouted his lips towards the carriage not far away, "It's really unexpected that such a delicate and delicate beauty is actually a man."

He held a weed in his mouth and clicked his tongue.

"It's even more unexpected that our Ninth Brother is..." He stretched out his index finger and bent it, then complained again, "You said that we have known Ninth Brother for so many years, why doesn't he covet us?"

Li Zhuang closed his eyes and rested his mind, he was so noisy that he lost even the slightest sleepiness.

He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "You don't take a piss to take care of your virtue, unless our ninth brother is blind, how could he fall in love with you." He gave him a look of extreme disgust.

Qi Meng was very hurt, muttering softly.

"I... what's wrong with me? With my body..."

He couldn't continue. After Han Qingyang changed into men's clothing, it was still beautiful and indescribable. The willow had a small waist, and the way he smiled made people feel like a spring breeze, and his speech was melodious, like a silver bell.

Qi Meng closed his mouth resentfully, and after a while grabbed Li Zhuang's arm and shook it violently.

"Hey, brother Zhuangzi, do you think our ninth brother is the one at the top or the one at the bottom?"

Li Zhuang just felt a little drowsy, but was suddenly woken up and slapped him again.

"You're fucking looking for a beating, just because of our ninth brother's ruthlessness on the battlefield, how could it be the one below."

Qi Meng suddenly realized and nodded, then moved towards Li Zhuang as if he remembered something.

Li Zhuang pushed his big head to the side mercilessly. Besides, they are all men in hot weather, so why are they so close.

"If you have something to say, don't disturb my sleep if you have nothing to do."

Qi Meng lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Yesterday, I went to Lao Hu's to order some anti-mosquito herbal medicine. These mosquitoes probably came to see the scent of my blood, and they chased me every day. Guess I was looking at him." What's up?"

There was gossip in his big copper bell-like eyes.

Li Zhuang also became interested and sat up straight.

"What did you find?"

Qi Meng spoke excitedly as if he had been encouraged.

"Old Hu took out all the treasures he treasured, tsk tsk..." He said enviously, "There are so many tricks."

If there is nothing to do in the army, they will circulate some wonderful picture albums such as "Spring Palace Secret Opera Picture" to each other, so as to quench their thirst. Sheng has hidden a lot of good things in his hands.

Since it was Zhou Yanzong who spoke, Hu Sheng naturally thoughtfully gave him these good things together with the good oil ointment "quietly".

Li Zhuang was suspicious.

"Are these what brother Jiu wants?"

Qi Meng nodded vigorously.

"At first, Lao Hu refused to say anything. I pulled out his two beards, and this guy recruited. Brother Nine asked for it himself, and he also specially asked Lao Hu to quietly, you said... "

Li Zhuang felt that his three views were instantly shattered.

Looking in the direction of the carriage again, there is a flickering light in his eyes. He has followed Zhou Yanzong for more than ten years, and the majestic killing god on the battlefield is actually the next one?

On a scorching hot day, he shivered tremblingly, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

......

In the carriage, the windows are closed.

Zhou Yanzong played with Han Qingyang's long hair hanging by his side. Han Qingyang was covered with thin sweat. He pushed Zhou Yanzong in disgust, "It's so hot, stay away from me."

"You're not like that when it's cold."

Zhou Yanzong's body was strong, like a wall that Han Qingyang could not push. Instead of retreating, he entangled him again and kissed his plump red lips.

"I remember when I first came to the palace, it was still cold, and you slept next to me every night."

If you sweat in summer, your body will inevitably be sticky and uncomfortable.

Zhou Yanzong put his earlobe in his mouth again, and asked in a low voice: "Qingyang, it's been several days, and you neither let me see nor tell me, is your injury healed?"

Han Qingyang knew that he was pestering him every day because of that, and his heart became more and more irritable.

He pushed him away abruptly and sat up.

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Zhou Yanzong's eyes lit up, and he also sat up.

"That......."

Otherwise, it is reliable to do things with the old man by his side. When Hu Sheng sent the grease, he also specially sent some good things. He studied those albums carefully, and only then discovered the beauty of them.

He also secretly regretted that he was too hasty last time, so that he hurt Han Qingyang, and he didn't feel very comfortable.

This time,

He is full of confidence.

Han Qingyang's thin shirt was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small patch of snow. Under the snow, there were some red marks. These were all Zhou Yanzong's masterpieces. He looked at him with anger on his face.

"So, you knew my real identity early on?"

Zhou Yanzong generously admitted, hugged him from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder.

"I get up early every morning, and you love to sleep with my arms around me. We are so close, how could I not notice the strangeness in your body?"

Han Qingyang blushed.

"Then why didn't you expose me or deal with me in a fit of anger?"

Zhou Yanzong smiled and said: "Because I like you, how can I be willing to deal with you?"

Han Qingyang reached out and pinched his arm a few times.

"Zhou Yanzong, you know how to bully me. You clearly know how guilty I am for harboring this secret."

Zhou Yanzong coaxed him softly.

"As the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken and marry the dog, you are mine now, and there is no way to regret it."

Han Qingyang's eyes were red.

He didn't know when he became so hypocritical and crying, but he became such a person to Zhou Yanzong.When he is happy, he will kiss him, and when he is unhappy, he will cry and get into his arms.

Probably this is love.

Among the tens of thousands of people in this world, he can only be himself in front of Zhou Yanzong, laughing and crying freely, without any concealment.

Zhou Yanzong suddenly panicked.

"Qingyang, don't cry, it's like I'm bullying you again. In fact, I'm also quite puzzled. Every time you help me relieve myself, I don't respond when I look at you, and I think about it all day long. Is it because you are so unattractive that even when you are in love, you..."

Han Qingyang was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"That... It's not that there is no response, it's just that there is a special treatment there, so it's not obvious from the outside."

Zhou Yanzong threw him down directly.

"Since this is the case, let my husband serve you today, and make Qingyang happy."

The man's hands are strong.

As soon as he touched it, Han Qingyang arched his body in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

This frightened Zhou Yanzong, he hurriedly asked: "Qing Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Han Qingyang gasped in pain.

According to his strength.

Once he came down, his whole body had to be crippled, and he directly approached Duozi and Duofu.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Yanzong, you did it on purpose."

Zhou Yanzong looked at his hands blankly.

Where did he do it on purpose?

When he relieved himself, it was obviously the same strength.

Han Qingyang glared at him with tears on his long eyelashes.

Checked carefully again.

They're all bald.

The leak in the room coincided with the continuous night rain, it was like adding injury to injury, his back injury was healed, and now he was injured in the front again, this is the sin he committed in several lifetimes, and this happened to him.

Han Qingyang wanted to cry but had no tears.

However, Zhou Yanzong leaned forward recklessly, "Qingyang, let me see, where is the injury?"

Han Qingyang was so angry that he kicked him directly and kicked him off the carriage.

Zhou Yanzong was kicked down with his disheveled clothes, and regardless of the dust and mud on his body, he wanted to go back to the carriage, but Han Qingyang lifted the curtain and looked at him coldly.

He had no choice but to give up, straightened his clothes, and walked to the shade of the tree next to him.

Qi Meng saw the movement on the other side, and was anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks, not knowing what was going on inside, when he saw Zhou Yanzong coming, he rushed to meet him.

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, are you fighting with Ninth Sister-in-law again?"

Zhou Yanzong glanced over.

"You single dog, what do you know? This is called boudoir fun."

Qi Meng has a close heart, whoever's boudoir sex can make his whole body covered in bite marks and scratches, but he dare not say this, he just rolls up his sleeves, revealing a bloody tooth mark.

"Ninth brother, if there is a master, there will be a servant. Look at my injury, it was bitten by the son in front of my sister-in-law. It's like a dog. Why are my teeth so sharp?"

Zhou Yanzong withdrew his gaze and sat under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool.

He stared blankly at his right hand.

Finally, I finally came up with a result.

That must be the reason why his Qingyang skin is too delicate, so when he touches it, he gets hurt.It's also because of the traces he left on him, it will take a long time to fade away.

On this side, Duozi and Duofu saw Zhou Yanzong being kicked out of the carriage, and hurriedly got into the carriage to comfort Han Qingyang.

Ever since he left the palace, Zhou Yanzong and Han Qingyang got tired of being together every day, which made it difficult for both of them to talk to Han Qingyang properly for several days.

Han Qingyang had just finished applying the medicine to himself when he saw two people come in.

He straightened his robe with a guilty conscience, "Why are you here?"

Duozi saw that his face was blushing, so he smiled and said: "Master, when we get to the border area, we will be closer to Master Qinglang. At that time, we will secretly go back to Dajin to pick him up, so that the master will never have to I'm worried."

Han Qingyang thought so too, but when he thought that Zhou Yanzong was not the emperor now, if he went to Dajin suddenly, he was afraid that he would be in danger, so he was still hesitating these days.

Duofu fanned him.

"Master, follow..."

He couldn't find a suitable title to address Zhou Yanzong. He used to be able to call him Your Majesty, but now that Zhou Yanzong is no longer the emperor, it would be too unfamiliar to call him a general, so he hesitated for a while before saying it.

"Follow my uncle back to the border, do you really not regret it at all?"

Uncle?

Han Qingyang smiled, and there was a smile in his bright eyes.

"There is nothing to regret. Apart from him, I am afraid there will never be another person who treats me so well in this world. It is my blessing to meet him, and I must cherish it. Besides, it is not that I am the emperor, but it is not If you are going to eat bran swallow vegetables, you don't have to worry."

Not only do not regret now.

I don't regret it in this life.

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