I love the harem with my sweet mouth

The sun slanted westward.

The light shines into the hall through the window lattice, and falls on the body of the person lying on the side of the couch, as if coating his whole body with a soft and hazy halo.

The exposed half of the side face was shrouded in a halo, which made the already fragile skin a little more tender, and the lustrous and full red lips were probably because they dreamed of something delicious, and occasionally sneezed twice. Down.

Zhou Yanzong's life has always been regular, no matter he used to be in the frontier barracks or he is now an emperor.

He didn't get up until lunch break, and he wanted Han Qingyang to take care of the pen and ink.

Who would have thought that this person would actually beat his leg for him, and fell asleep while beating himself. He hadn't seen such a bold person for a long time.

In the borderlands, he was the God of Killing that everyone feared, with a bloodthirsty and withdrawn personality. Now he has become the emperor that everyone looks up to, and he stands on the top of no one.

Looking at his creamy face, Zhou Yanzong raised his index finger and moved it slowly.

"Good brother, just give me one bite, okay? I swear it will never be the same as last time, this time I really only took a small bite..."

Zhou Yanzong's outstretched hand was tightly grasped before he could take it back.

He tried to twitch back, but he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of waking up the person in front of him.

younger brother?

Where does he look like a younger brother?

Xu Shi ate delicious food in his sleep, Han Qingyang showed a joyful expression on his face, even the corners of his eyes and brows were full of satisfaction, and there was a small but satisfied chirping sound from his mouth.

Zhou Yanzong's eyes were attracted by those bright red lips.

The little bead on the lips is extremely cute.

Zhou Yanzong stretched out his other hand out of nowhere, he wanted to feel whether the lower lip was as soft as it looked.

As soon as the fingertips arrived, Han Qingyang woke up before he could feel the warmth and softness of his lips.

There was confusion in his eyes when he first woke up, Zhou Yanzong preemptively shook off the hand he was holding, and walked towards the desk with his hands behind his back.

"How dare you!"

The voice was as cold as ever.

Han Qingyang was startled awake by the yelling. He remembered that after lunch, Zhou Yanzong, a bastard, left so many court ladies and eunuchs unused, so he had to wait on him for his lunch break. Everyone said that he was sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, and took a nap in summer. I was very full at the meal time, and the temple was lit with soothing incense to help sleep, which made me feel sleepy.

He straightened up on his knees.

"My daughter deserves to die, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me. My daughter is far away from home, and thinking about meeting His Majesty today, she was so nervous last night that she didn't close her eyes, so she couldn't help dozing off."

She raised her head, trying to let Zhou Yanzong see the bruises in front of his eyes more clearly.

Zhou Yanzong lowered his eyes halfway.

"You seem to have a good relationship with your brother?"

Han Qingyang froze for a moment, realizing that he must have been talking in his sleep just now.This time he came to Great Zhou instead of Princess Linglong. It would be very difficult for him to return to Great Jin in this life, not to mention how difficult it is to gain a firm foothold in Great Zhou and to save his life.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive, Da Zhou and Da Jin were separated by thousands of miles, and it would be difficult to see each other again.

As far as he is concerned, Da Jin has no affection at all.

Knowing that he was going to be sent to the Great Zhou, he even felt a little lucky, otherwise he would have been trapped in the small Jin country all his life, trapped in those dirty battles, and the only thing he couldn't let go of was his younger brother. Han Qinglang.

So in his sleep just now, he dreamed about himself and his younger brother when they were young.

At that time, the younger brother got a piece of peach blossom cake, and ran to him on short legs. He thought that the younger brother loved him so much, so he wanted to share half with him. Unexpectedly, the younger brother cried with his mouth flattened, "Brother is a big villain."

"Dreams are the opposite of reality."

Zhou Yanzong was noncommittal.

Yes, born in the royal family, where does the brotherhood of flesh and blood come from?

Han Qingyang bowed respectfully again.

"Your Majesty, if there is nothing else to explain, I would like to see the people from my hometown again."

Zhou Yanzong agreed.

Looking up, he saw the red half of his face that was pressed by sleeping on his stomach, and the corners of his lips moved.

It's just that if this is the case, beauties are still beautiful.

Han Qingyang met the envoy of the Jin Kingdom in the side hall.

As soon as the envoy entered the door, he saluted and said: "My minister joins Your Highness the Princess."

There was no one else in the hall, Duo Zi and Duo Fu stood outside the door.

Han Qingyang sneered, "There are no outsiders here, Master Zhao doesn't have to put on such a pose."

Zhao Huaiming straightened up.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by looking for a minister?"

Han Qingyang folded his long sleeves, picked up the teacup with his slender and white fingers, took a sip, his posture was relaxed and his expression was enchanting.

"Go back and tell him that if my younger brother Qinglang makes any mistakes, I will make sure that there will be no Jin country in this world. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

As he spoke, two cold lights popped out of his slender eyes.

Zhao Huaiming tensed up.

He knows a little about the ability of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince. He can live to adulthood in the palace with his weak younger brother, which is something ordinary people can't do. All the souls are gone.

He still knows how powerful the pillow wind is.

"Your Majesty has found out, and will definitely convey His Highness's intentions to His Majesty."

Han Qingyang waved his hand impatiently, "It's nothing, you can go back, and you don't have to say goodbye to the princess before you leave. It's disgusting."

Zhao Huaiming agreed, and stepped back slowly to get out.

Han Qingyang stretched again.

"After working for a long time, it's time to prepare for bedtime at night."

Zhao Huaiming staggered.

Foxy and evildoer.

In the main hall at this moment, Zhou Yanzong had a playful smile on his face.

He played with the jasper finger on his thumb, "You mean that the Empress of Jin only gave birth to a prince and a princess, just these two brothers and sisters?"

Sombra agreed.

Zhou Yanzong frowned.

"You go down first, keep watching the people sent from various countries, and keep an eye on the Queen Mother."

......

Misty night.

In the bathing pool of the side hall, there is curling water vapor, and the fragrance in the room floats.

Zhou Yanzong stood there with his arms outstretched, the little eunuch in front of the emperor lowered his head and was about to step forward to undress him, but just as he lifted his footsteps, he received a blow on his back.

"Something that doesn't wink."

Wang Shou gritted his teeth in hatred, Zhou Yanzong never liked to be served by others, especially when he was taking a bath, and now there was a beautiful and charming lady serving him, how could it be their turn to undress such a personal service These eunuchs?

He glared at the little eunuch fiercely, and retreated with a flick of his whisk.

The hall fell silent in an instant.

Zhou Yanzong waited a little impatiently, "What are you still dawdling about?"

The hall was very warm, and Han Qingyang dozed off as soon as he came in, but after being drunk by Zhou Yanzong, he lost all sleepiness. He looked around to see if there was anyone else in the room, so he stepped forward to undress him as if resigned to his fate.

They're all men anyway, so what's there to be shy about?

Han Qingyang walked over and wrapped his arms around Zhou Yanzong's waist.

The man's waist is strong and thin.

He didn't know how to fasten the belt. Han Qingyang struggled for a long time but couldn't untie it. In the end, he could only roll up his sleeves, revealing a section of white forearm. He seemed to be struggling with the belt, squatting on Zhou Yanzong's body forward.

Occasionally, because of too much force, he would gently bump his head into Zhou Yanzong's lower body.

Sweat broke out on Zhou Yanzong's forehead from the seemingly invisible touch.

He lowered his arms, his whole body froze there, his body was extremely hot.

"Have you touched enough?"

Han Qingyang's hands paused, and when he raised his head, he was stuck in an extremely awkward position. When he realized something was wrong, his whole face immediately burned.

"Your Majesty's figure is really good, the courtier's daughter forgot about it for a while."

Zhou Yanzong: "?????"

Is this why he can touch him unscrupulously?

It just doesn't make sense.

Seeing his uncertain expression, Han Qingyang tentatively said: "My daughter is stupid, she has never served anyone before, why don't you let someone from outside come in to serve you?"

Zhou Yanzong untied his belt self-consciously, "It's useless! If you don't know how to do it, then start learning from today."

The coat fell to the ground, and the white obscene clothes outlined his muscular body, and he walked towards the inside.

Han Qingyang swallowed.

During these years in Dajin, he has met quite a few men, but the only ones wearing obscene clothes in front of him are his younger brothers, Duozi and Duofu, plus himself. It's a pity that they are all thin, far from Zhou Yanzong has such a strong figure.

Zhou Yanzong entered the bath.The warm water soaked into his skin, and he couldn't help but let out a soothing muffled sound.

"What are you waiting for?"

Didn't Tete come here just to take a bath with him?

Han Qingyang covered his neckline and walked to the edge of the bathing pool. In the steamy white jade pool, the water was rippling, faintly visible, making people unable to take their eyes off for a moment.

"My daughter will take a bath in the afternoon."

Zhou Yanzong kept silent.

Han Qingyang lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the man's bronze skin.The man's shoulders were broad and thick, covered with scars, like crawling crawlers twisted together.

"It must hurt, right?"

He muttered something.

"what?"

Zhou Yanzong didn't hear clearly, glanced at his face from the corner of his eye, knowing that he was referring to the injuries on his body, he said again: "It's just some skin trauma."

Han Qingyang squatted down and picked up the towel beside him.

"Ma'am, will you rub His Majesty's back?"

Zhou Yanzong gave a low "hmm", thinking that he really came from Xiaoguo, a lonely man and a widow "female" live in the same room, and he hasn't put on any clothes yet, so not only is he not shy, but he even wants to rub his back on his own initiative?

The beauty's hand was very soft, stroking her shoulders, causing countless small tremors.

Zhou Yanzong's breathing became heavy.

"Since the beauty is so enthusiastic and proactive, why doesn't she want to take a bath with Gu?"

The force behind him was moderate, and Zhou Yanzong closed his eyes enjoying himself.

Han Qingyang said softly: "This is not in line with etiquette."

Suddenly there was a huge force from his wrist, and following Zhou Yanzong's movement of turning around, the water in the pool stirred up splashes, "Here, solitude is the etiquette, and solitude is the rule."

Han Qingyang was afraid that this pervert would drag him into the pond in a fit of anger, so he said with red eyes: "Your Majesty, you hurt me."

The voice is soft and charming.

And it's extremely loud.

Under the dim candlelight, the beauty was tearful and shy.

Zhou Yanzong let go, "Continue!"

Han Qingyang rubbed his bruised wrist.

Dog Emperor.

"I heard that your majesty has been on the throne for two years, but she has never favored anyone. I don't know why your majesty treats my daughter like this alone?"

He blushed and asked, but he smiled secretly in his heart, that ability is the Achilles heel of all men in the world.

Han Qingyang naturally knew that Zhou Yanzong would not say that the reason why he didn't favor anyone was that there was something wrong, but the thought of stabbing his heart would be good.

How could Zhou Yanzong know what Han Qingyang was thinking at the moment, so he only curled the corners of his lips.

"You are not only beautiful, but also very interesting."

Han Qingyang: "?????"