Han Zigao

ps: Han Zigao came over with a long sigh, hugged Chen Qian and said, "I'm sorry, Qian'er, I passed by just now, he was the commander-in-chief of the three armies at that time, I was afraid that if he died, there would be no commander in the three armies, so it would be self-defeating. "

Thinking of Zhou Cheng again, his heart felt uncomfortable, and he also knew that he was seriously ill and the emperor vomited blood, so he became even more sad and kept silent.

Chen Qian said seriously: "I have written a secret decree. If there is no commander in the army, you can immediately replace the commander. But you must promise me that you must never take such a risk again."

"Okay, Qian'er, I promise you, I want to live a long life, can I accompany you and Zong'er?"

"Hmph!" Chen Qian finally laughed and calmed down a little, but she began to tease him: "What did someone say that I should find other beauties!"

"How dare you! You are mine!" This time it was finally Han Zigao's turn to say it.

"I dare not, I am tortured to death by your beast every day!" The emperor blushed, he liked to call him a little man or a beast, these were love words between two people.

"My domineering daughter-in-law, can you do it tonight?" The young man became emotional again after hearing this, and what he said just now was a bit exaggerated, so he also wanted to make him happy.

"What's wrong?" The emperor was unconvinced, "However, you must be my little wife tonight."

"No, you are jealous, I will punish you tonight! However," Han Zigao kissed his earlobe quietly, and whispered in his ear: "Yesterday you were so loud, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak tomorrow .”

"Nonsense! See if I won't hit you!" Chen Qian blushed.He stretched out his fist to hit him, but was caught by this beautiful person, and laughed with a pun in his words: "Xian'er, you are no longer my opponent now!"

After all, Chen Qian is the emperor, and she is getting older and has internal injuries. Naturally, she is not as diligent in martial arts as Han Zi.Also can't beat him.In that respect, Han Zigao is naturally only 24 years old, so Han Zigao flirted with him with puns.

Chen Qian blushed even more, and said angrily, "Do you dislike me for being old and want to find someone younger?..."

Han Zigao kissed him lightly.Blocking his mouth, the tongue deftly teases, slides over his white teeth, and hooks his tongue.Kiss him passionately.

Chen Qian felt weak all over and stretched out her hand.Hugging him tightly, kissing back passionately.

After a long time, Han Zigao left his lips and smiled: "I said long ago that no matter how old you are, you are still my old "wife". Anyway, I "serve" you more, you just lie there and enjoy it."

"No!" Chen Qian refused: "You have suppressed me for a long time. Now it's my turn."

"No!" Someone suddenly refused to obey.

"Eh?" Chen Qian was surprised -- why is this Han Ahman so overbearing today?But he hadn't been jealous for a long time.Forget that he will be "punished" every time he is jealous.

What's more, Han Zigao is full of vigor, and now he really has a little male factor burning in his chest, not to mention that the one on the top is actually more tired.

"嗞啦" There was a sound of the mantle shattering, and Chen Qian's dragon robe was torn apart again by him.

Usually, Chen Qian always complains with a flushed face, saying why do you always tear my clothes to pieces?He was economical, and only ordered the torn dragon robes to be mended. As a result, each of the emperor's dragon robes had been mended many times.

Han Zigao kissed with longing and need, and Chen Qian's heart was full of that tide-like electric current flowing through his limbs. At this moment, everything flew away, and the only thing left in his eyes and engraved in his heart was the opposite person who was close to him. Lovers hugging and kissing.

Han Zigao suddenly hugged Chen Qian tightly, the kisses fell like raindrops, wishing he could rub him into his body.

The deep love condensed in the whole heart, and it hurt his heart.

Chen Qian also hugged him tightly, her heart beating violently.

After a long time, Han Zigao just separated from him slightly and stared into his eyes.

Chen Qian's eyes seemed to have a lifetime of affection and love, and this man's eyes could melt his heart.

Han Zigao looked at Chen Qian. This man of his had dark eyes now, with a look of embarrassment and unwillingness to "surrender". He was still the proud and upright man by the river ten years ago that made his heart flutter.

Ten years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life have turned into mulberry fields. The man who was a mature and noble prince has become a generation of Mingjun, still noble and gorgeous.This noble man is willing to let himself get whatever he wants, that's because he has already integrated deep love into his blood.

In an instant, his heart softened, his tenderness surged, and his man could do whatever he wanted, as long as he was happy.

Chen Qian also looked at Han Zigao, and with the flick of a finger for ten years, the tender young man of that year is now gorgeous and radiant, with two or three strands of broken hair falling from the crimson scarf on his forehead, making his snowy skin stand out. It is even more eye-catching.

He half-closed his starry eyes, and the red soft robe on his body has faded to his shoulders, exposing the creamy fragrant shoulders. Now he is looking at him tenderly, and the affection in his eyes adds to his aura. That beautiful color.

He stretched out his hand, lovingly stroked the deep scar on his shoulder, moved up along that scar, stroked another scar on his neck, and then moved upwards, stroking his eyes, his cheeks, He whispered in a hoarse voice: "Aman..."

Han Zigao looked at his thin but still handsome face. In addition to the affectionate and unyielding light in his eyes, he suddenly bit his earlobe lightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Xian'er, you will be my tonight!" man."

"Huh?!" Chen Qian was surprised and delighted, with a smile in her eyes, and finally asked softly: "Aman, what made you change your mind?"

"Xian'er, in my heart, you have always been my only man." Han Zigao said softly.

"Oh!" Someone immediately smiled evilly, "Ah Man, you should be punished for saying you want to leave just now."

Push him on the bed.Hmm, I have been bullied by him for a long time, and I want to "revenge" well today.

Han Zigao raised the corner of his mouth, well, my man has been bullied a lot recently, so he should let him more in the future.

Chen Qian was wearing the torn dragon robe.He began to enjoy the "good meal".

Chen Qian narrowed her eyes.Looking at Han Zigao's slender fingers, he picked up his hand and wrapped one of his fingers in his mouth.Suck gently.

Han Zigao didn't expect his first move to be so ambiguous, his cheeks blushed instantly, he stretched out his jade teeth, and bit his lip lightly.

As if to please him.Chen Qian's kiss went up her arm, but then landed on the little red fruit on Han Zigao's chest.

Gently lick and bite.Slowly kneading, Zigao's eyes gradually blurred, and his breathing gradually deepened.

Chen Qian kissed downwards, one by one.Cover Han Zigao's whole body with hickey marks.

Han Zigao's whole body tensed up, his pleasure multiplied, and he hugged him tightly.I wish I could integrate Chen Qian into my body.

Finally kissed the place that was already upturned, and at the same time, one hand was thrown back badly...

"Hmm..." Zi Gao snorted.But then bit his lip.

But following Chen Qian's movements, the moan couldn't be bitten, and flowed out of the red lips in fragments.

Chen Qian seemed to be encouraged, the tongue in the front was more flexible, and the fingers in the back were more dexterous.

"Ah..." Han Zigao blushed, panting heavily, and began to moan softly, longing.

Pleasure and desire rushed up from the depths of the body.

"Xie'er...I want you to come in..." He couldn't help the longing.

Finally, Chen Qian couldn't bear it anymore and hugged his waist and abdomen, pushed forward, and at the same time held his fingers in her mouth.

The night is chilly and the lights are dim. On the sturdy dragon bed in the palace hall, the domineering emperor has regained his bestiality and arrogance. In his phoenix eyes, there is only this incomparably beautiful man below him. His white and transparent body was dripping with sweat, but the lightly furrowed eyebrows were stained with passion~~ desire, and the moans seemed to be encouragement, to encourage the person on him to be closer and more crazy wild...

The two of them were dizzy from the impact of this passion, as if they were in the clouds, feeling this warm *feeling wholeheartedly.

Trembling wave after wave, this man's attack is still crazy and wild, Han Zigao is like a boat being hit by a storm...

It's another night...

When Han Zigao woke up the next day, he met the emperor Chen Qian's obsessive eyes as usual. He was holding Han Zigao's hair in front of his nose and sniffing. When he saw Han Zigao opened his eyes, he hugged him and smiled: "My little man , why did you wake up later than me today?" It turned out that Han Zigao woke up a little earlier most of the time.

Han Zigao smiled lazily: "Isn't it because I was too tired from serving you yesterday?"

"Oh, Ah Man, I think time flies so fast. It's been almost ten years since I met you. My Zi Gao has really grown up."

"Yeah, well, Xi'er, stop moaning, you have to hurry to the morning court."

"Aman, you like to say these unsightly things the most."

"Okay, I've always carried the bad reputation of being a "bad girl", how could I not pay attention? Be obedient, get up soon."

Pushing the emperor to get up first, he smiled to himself: "I'll sleep for a while, you go first."

"Why do you drive others away and still enjoy yourself?"

"I'm not the emperor." Han Zigao laughed.

The emperor can't help it. The emperor's profession is probably the most impossible to ask for leave. One day you lie down and quit, it's time to go into the coffin.

He had no choice but to kiss Han Zigao, reluctantly got up, was served by the eunuchs, washed and dressed, ate some breakfast indiscriminately, looking back, the young Han Zigao then lazily fell asleep.

Chen Qian sighed, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, kissed him lightly on the lips, turned around and quietly backed out.

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ps: I'm sorry dears, I temporarily decided on minced meat in the last chapter.Calvin so much later.

Meme, all those who support Zigao~~