Shaodi Chunxin

It's just that we haven't seen each other for a day, but Chen Jing is a little more emotional than the past.

His movements were a little rough, and with red eyes, he tore off the old ancestor's stickers, revealing his white jade-like chest, and he lowered his head to gnaw on it, leaving behind a piece of red plum.

The hand subconsciously placed on his shoulder was also grabbed by him and wrapped around the back of his neck, so that the old ancestor must fully unfold himself to him.

The movement of his hands was quick and unrefined, which made people feel a little bit painful.Compared with the stability of the previous few times, it seemed rougher.

The old ancestor raised his eyebrows and endured the pain, allowing him to vent wantonly.But in my heart, I feel a little pitiful... If it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for being his furnace, driven by desire, why would Chen Jing, who has always been mature, come here?

"Chen Jing." He called out with red eyes.

"Old ancestor." Chen Jing put his arms around his waist, paused, and panted heavily and asked, "Is this subordinate too reckless?"

"It's okay." Fu Yuanqing reassured him, "You can come happily, I like it."

His pampering became the new wine, prompting more drunkenness.Chen Jing, who was barely restrained, let out a muffled growl, pinching his waist with two hands like iron clamps, preventing him from moving.

The actions were even more intense, almost sending the human soul into the bliss of the heavens and never falling behind.

The winding atmosphere in the curtain overflowed, and there were bursts of heat waves, as if they were drunk, engulfing people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Xinghan rises, red candle tears.

After everything was over, Fu Yuanqing was drowsy and barely raised his eyelids, waiting for Chen Jing to wipe his body dry.When Chen Jing was about to step down, Fu Yuanqing said, "Stay here with me."

Chen Jing was startled: "Old ancestor?"

"There are eunuchs big and small in the supervisor's room, and there is no room for you." Fu Yuanqing said, "Although my place is simple, it is quite spacious. If you want, you can choose a room in the yard to live in in the future."

Chen Jing looked around.

This palm print value room was originally a supporting hall, with a narrow yard and only two main halls.Fu Yuanqing lived here for more than ten years, and did not buy anything... On the contrary, the room seemed empty and cold, and the furniture and decorations were outdated.

He frowned slowly.

"Yes." Chen Jing said, "Can I sleep with my ancestor today?"

Fu Yuanqing slightly raised his eyes to look at him.

"When my subordinate came in, I saw that there was no bedding in the rest of the rooms...the locks were locked, and there was still dust." Chen Jing said, "Xu found the key to unlock and clean it up."

He forgot that no one lived here except him.

Every piece in the house is the furnishings left by the previous palm prints.The wing rooms were locked...he never used them, and never worried about them.

Just like his heart, except for the only concern.

All fell off the heavy lock.

Let there be dust and moss all over there, and I don't bother to spy on it.

"I was negligent..." Fu Yuanqing said and looked up at the young man in unlined clothes. He was standing at the door, the door had been pushed open, and the glow of Xinghan was scattered behind him.

He is in the galaxy.

There is a little star in the eye.

Just looking at it like that, he gently knocked on the door that had been locked in his heart long ago.

"Let's sleep together tonight." Fu Yuanqing said, "I'll pack up and move out tomorrow."

Chen Jing didn't say anything this time, Fu Yuanqing heard a rustling sound of undressing, and then a young hot body got into the quilt.

The ancestors never liked ostentation, even the quilts were just ordinary wide and thin quilts. Once a tall young man came in, the space in the quilt became narrow, and the air would leak if he was far away, so he had to stick it very tightly. close.

Chen Jing reached out and tucked the quilt behind his neck.

So closer.

Added a bit of intimacy that shouldn't exist.

Fu Yuanqing looked up at him in his arms, and saw some blue stubble protruding from the dead man's chin.Can't help sighing: "In some angles, you are somewhat similar to Your Majesty."

Chen Jing didn't stop, stopped him, held him in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Old ancestor, Chen Jing offended."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Old ancestor...does anyone like it?" Chen Jing asked.

The old ancestor rolled over in his arms and looked at the starlight outside the window. In the blur, those starlight outlined a figure, but it quickly dissipated.

He thought for a while: "It used to be."

"once?"

Fu Yuanqing smiled: "Yes... At that time, I was still the young son of the Fu family, carefree. It is a matter of course to like anyone. If anyone can be favored by me, that is his blessing. Even... Even if that person His status is noble. I only think that liking him is my own business, and I don't need him to worry about it."

"It was his good fortune indeed."

Fu Yuanqing smiled and sighed: "Love and love are extremely short-lived. You are still young, maybe you don't understand... In this life, people have to bear a lot. Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, and love, hatred and madness can only fade slowly. .It's like...like a shooting star that happened to flash across the sky. It burns brilliantly, but only for a moment."

"You asked me if I have someone I love. I used to have one." Fu Yuanqing said, "It's just that I can't remember why I loved him back then."

Fu Yuanqing didn't look back, and asked naturally: "You ask me this, if you have met someone you like, and you are worried about it?"

The dead man hugged him tightly from behind.

"The subordinates like their ancestors." Chen Jing said.

Fu Yuanqing was startled, turned over to look at him.

Chen Jing's eyes were a little red, and he said in a low voice hoarsely: "I like the old ancestor, but the old ancestor doesn't like me."

"Of course I love you."

Chen Jing's eyes lit up.

Fu Yuanqing said again: "It's just not that kind of love."

Chen Jing suddenly became sluggish again.

Fu Yuanqing laughed a lot: "Silly boy, you have just tasted lust, and you are so double cultivated towards me. Naturally, you will blur the boundaries of love and desire. You don't like me, and a man full of holes like me is not worthy of you." favorite."

"I'm dying, Chen Jing. I'm going to drag you to die with me." Fu Yuanqing said.

Chen Jingdao: "I love the old ancestor, but the old ancestor looked at me, but he looked at another person."

Fu Yuanqing felt a little sore in his heart, and after a while: "Do you remember that every time after our double cultivation, I would ask you what wish... Is this good, and it will be the same in the future. As long as after the double cultivation, tell me what you want. I will do my best. I can satisfy you."

After he said this, Chen Jing's eyes became even more red, and he asked, "What did the ancestor say?"

The old ancestor sighed, "We are so close, but we are no different from husband and wife. If you don't dislike it, it is not unreasonable to pretend that we love each other."

Chen Jing kissed his fingertips.

"Okay." He said lonely.

The author says:

Grandfather: I like it, but I don't like it completely.