Raiders infatuated beauty

sixteen

Su Jianshen leaned under him in a daze, his eyes were full of his broad and gentle chest.

The slender figure under the oil lamp was elongated, and the shadow of a person was lonely, boundless and long-lived, and finally another shadow was added beside him.

Young Master Huai cherishes words like gold, and after only saying these few words, he planned to go to bed. After all, he had been busy for too long this night, and the sky was almost dawn.

Su Jianshen saw the only couch in the house, although he had never shared a bed with anyone else, but right now he felt compelled to do so.

The flame in the oil lamp flickered slightly, and Young Master Huai just sat under the oil lamp like this. He didn't hold the bronze mirror, so he just picked off the jade hairpin with his bare hands three times.

When Su Jianshen suddenly saw him like this, the corners of his mouth that were raised just now gradually retracted.

It's not that he doesn't want to laugh, it's that he doesn't want to laugh.

Young Master Huai casually placed the jade hairpin on the table of the Eight Immortals, with black hair draped over his shoulders, half of his face sank in the shadow of the lamp, he only heard him whisper, "Go to bed early."

Su Jianshen was a little dazed, and after saying "ah", he suddenly saw him walking towards the couch, and said, "Where do you sleep, where should I sleep?"

Young Master Huai said, "If you don't mind, you can sleep here too."

His voice blew lightly into Su Jianshen's ears, and Su Jianshen became even more foolish, "You mean me to sleep with you?"

The young master spread out the quilt and said with a smile, "What's the matter? You and I can't sleep?"

Of course, Su Jianshen didn't have all these details. If it was Qin Yu or someone else, he wouldn't have asked this question.

It's just that if it were Young Master Huai, he would inevitably have other thoughts in his heart, and he would never dare to bring out his thoughts that no one else would know.

"Of course, of course not."

Young Master Huai smiled sideways and said, "Since it's not, don't dawdle, let's sleep together."

Although he was wearing an unlined garment, Su Jianshen's naked body was still very dazzling in the dark night. He was too busy talking to the young master's family, and he didn't even rush to put on his clothes. At the table, the voice said with a stiff voice, "You, just go to bed first, don't worry about me."

Su Jian glanced deeply at Young Master Huai, seeing that he didn't speak, as if he wanted to hear his explanation, so he added, "I, I still have some things I haven't figured out yet."

Only then did Young Master Huai turn his face away, Su Jianshen sat beside the oil lamp, and in the blink of an eye, he had a clear view of his half-naked body.

Young Master Huai walked over from the bedside: "Is there anything else I haven't figured out?"

Su Jianshen was actually just making excuses, he just didn't want him to discover the unspeakable thoughts in his heart, and he felt unspeakably nervous when he thought of sharing the same bed with him.

Hearing Young Master Huai's question, he looked at the oil lamp and said casually, "I'm just, just thinking, how should I face Mr. Zhang tomorrow, has he already discovered our identities?"

Young Master Huai listened and nodded silently, as if quite agreeing. After hearing what he said, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Do you know why you can't understand these things?"

Su Jianshen asked without hesitation, "Why?"

Young Master Huai looked at him, with a smile in his eyes: "I met a Taoist priest in the past. He has practiced for nearly a hundred years. He once told me that this person who sleeps late usually doesn't have a bright head. Instead of you Thinking wildly here, why don't you go and find out with me tomorrow morning."

After playing for a long time, it turned out that he turned the corner and said he was stupid.

Su Jian got angry, he made a gesture with two fingers, and said, "My master has practiced for nearly a hundred years. He has to worry about the affairs of the three realms every day, and he is always the last one in the sect to sleep. , the Daoist you mentioned took at most so much longer than my master, but my master is the most intelligent in the world."

He stood up, looking as if he wanted to have a good talk with Young Master Huai.

Su Jianshen occasionally had such a time, a 20-year-old would argue over these things like a child.

This is his nature, and there is a childish heart in his nature that has been dusty for many years. It may have been buried on the day when the Su family suddenly underwent great changes many years ago, or it may have been buried on the day when he was eight years old. I can't remember clearly, it has been hidden in the deepest part of my heart, and it has been hidden and buzzing for so many years without seeing the light of day, but I have rarely had the chance to see the light of day again.

Seeing him like this, Young Master Huai raised the corners of his mouth. He really thought it was interesting, so he couldn't help laughing, "If you say you're stupid, you're in a hurry?"

This time Su Jianshen saw him smiling, and he himself was stunned, he didn't know what to say, as if he couldn't get enough of him, he replied dryly, "You can say whatever you want."

Young Master Huai smiled lightly, "I see that you have time to talk to me about this, you might as well put on your clothes quickly and go to bed early, and you won't have such time to worry about tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and lifted the quilt, tilted his head and asked Su Jianshen, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"

"whatever."

Young Master Huai didn't ask any more questions, and lay down.

Young Master Huai didn't speak, and the room became quiet.

There are two pieces of clothes on the table of the Eight Immortals, the white one belongs to him, and the blue one belongs to the young master.

Su Jianshen couldn't help thinking, why did he take off his clothes for me to wear, and why was he willing to sleep with me?

Is it really just a warm heart?

He looked at Young Master's arms on the couch, the dim yellow light shone into the bed curtains, slightly reflecting the silhouette of Young Master's arms.

He closed his eyes, as if he was really tired, and he didn't intend to explain anything for his behavior, leaving Su Jianshen alone here to think wildly.

He lowered his head and picked up the blue robe, the fabric of Jiangnan brocade, it was softer than his hands to the touch, and it was good if it belonged to a rich man.

Su Jian took a deep look at Young Master Huai, "Aren't you cold?"

Young Master Huai closed his eyes, looking as if he was about to fall asleep, and said, "It's not cold."

Su Jianshen deliberated for a long time, but still couldn't hold back and asked: "Second Young Master, there is one thing that I have been unable to understand..."

He paused and said, "Why do you treat me so well?"

Gong Zihuai suddenly fell silent. In the twilight, his closed eyes slowly opened. He looked at the bedstead above his head with a remote expression. Maybe he remembered something and was slightly lost in thought.

After a long time, I opened my mouth and said, "Do you feel bad?"

"No!" Su Jianshen hurried back almost immediately after Young Master Huai finished speaking.

He probably knew that his voice was louder, so he explained, "No, Second Young Master is a good person. I just hope that Second Young Master should not think about me in everything, but think about himself more."

Young Master Huai looked at the carved bed frame above his head. The carvings on the frame were circled and circled. There seemed to be a different emotion in his voice: "As long as you don't blame me."

"how come?"

Su Jianshen felt strange, he didn't know why Young Master Huai thought so, and when he wanted to ask again, he heard him say, "Go to bed early."

Young Master Huai turned over, leaving only his back facing Su Jianshen, under the shadow of the lamp, in front of the cold wall, he could vaguely see those black eyes, which were surprisingly bright in the dark night, and the shadow reflected in the pupils could be seen clearly , but he couldn't see the thoughts hidden in his eyes.

Su Jianshen saw that Young Master Huai seemed to be really going to sleep, so he stopped talking and hurriedly put away his clothes. Young Master Huai's clothes were different from his own, but just lowering his head, he could already smell the faint fragrance of flowers lingering on his nose .

Why does he smell so fragrant? Is there really someone in this world who is born with body fragrance?

Su Jianshen blew out the oil lamp, and slowly walked to the side of the couch.

Young Master Huai likes to sleep on the outside. He is tall, and Su Jianshen didn't see too clearly, so he pressed his foot, and he subconsciously said in the direction of Young Master Huai, "I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly."

He heard that Young Master Huai hadn't spoken, so he didn't say any more. He crawled to the inside, and then lay down.

It was still cold under the quilt, and Su Jianshen felt that his feet were like ice cubes emitting a chill, but he was used to it, and it was the same when he was sleeping alone.

The quilt doesn't seem to be warm enough, and it's almost the same when sleeping and when waking up.

I don't know if it was because he fell into the water, but Su Jianshen closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy. He was lying on the side of the young master's arms, as if he was lying in a forest of flowers. The worms were taken away.

He opened his eyes slightly, the bed was on the north side, without the slightest favor of the moonlight, and he blew out the oil lamp, he couldn't even see the silhouette of the young master's arms clearly, and when he opened his eyes wide, he could only vaguely see a silhouette.

I don't know if he fell asleep or not, Su Jianshen lay in the cold quilt thinking this way, and then turned over in boredom.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something.

Su Jianshen tentatively leaned his foot against Young Master Huai, the place was as warm as an oven.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Young Master Huai. Although he couldn't see anything, he couldn't help but think, this man's hands are so cold, but his body is so hot. It's just like a big stove after lying in the quilt for a while. .

It would be fine if Su Jianshen slept by himself, but there was a stove beside him to help him. He didn't know whether he was attracted by the stove, leaned back or something else, but he could not restrain himself and squeezed to his side.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, Young Master Huai moved, presumably moving away, Su Jianshen suddenly felt the heat all over his body disappear in an instant.

He glanced at Young Master's arms, then held his breath, and carefully squeezed against him again.

As soon as he felt warmer, he heard the young master suddenly say, "Are you afraid of the cold?"

Su Jianshen saw that his thoughts were discovered by Young Master Huai, so he laughed dryly, "Are you still asleep?"

Young Master Huai let out a "hmm", moved his body slightly, and looked down at him sideways: "Are you afraid of the cold?"

Su Jianshen quickly moved back and explained, "It's a little bit, I can't sleep when I'm cold."

Young Master Huai pulled the pillow, turned sideways, his body was almost close to him, Su Jianshen suddenly felt his whole body warm up, and then heard Young Master Huai speak, his voice was very low, almost in his ear : "Can you still sleep now?"

Su Jian was taken aback, he subconsciously felt his throat was dry, swallowed and said, "Sleep, I can sleep now."

"Sleep as soon as you can."