Lang Jun is coming

Many literati and poets come to enjoy the scenery in the Longyan Building, and it was built by the imperial court, so the furnishings inside are naturally much more complete.

Dark wet footprints on the wooden floor continued into the small room screened off.Pei Lian casually threw the headdress she was wearing on the table, and then unbuttoned the leather belt and official uniform.

Song Yiqing looked startled, subconsciously holding the scroll and thinking whether the progress would be too fast?Then he secretly scolded Pei Lian for wanting to beat him.

In a short time, the official uniform was stripped clean by Pei Lian, and he only wore a white mid-sole, which was also soaked and stuck to his body.Just as he was about to raise his hand while holding the loose official uniform, he saw Song Yiqing's meaningful eyes, and then he lost his official robe again as if suddenly realizing it.

The rain outside was beating against the window, Song Yiqing stood there in a daze, watching Pei Lian rummaging through boxes and cabinets in a small space like a headless fly, there was a burst of thunder and bang.Finally, he took something out and made a gesture to tear his official robe.

Song Yiqing stopped in horror, "What are you doing?!"

The sky is dark, in a secluded room, with a lonely man and a widow...

Pei Lian ignored him, and forcibly took off the man's official robe, then raised his hands, a cloak wrapped him from head to toe.

Song Yiqing shut up in embarrassment after being blocked halfway, he didn't know that he was wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis by Pei Lian.

"There seems to be something that can be done now."

The person who hugged him was reminded.

The heat is continuously transmitted from the chest to the skin through the middle sheet.Although Pei Lian twitched lightly, her hands were still obediently wrapping her arms around Song Yiqing's waist to let him draw warmth.

Song Yiqing asked suspiciously: "There is no charcoal fire in here?"

Pei Lian lowered her head, smiled slyly through the gap in the cloak and replied sincerely, "There is coal but no fire."

In short, don't even think about drying, let's resign to our fate and hug each other to keep warm.

In fact, Song Yiqing had indeed resigned herself to her fate.

Raindrops dripped down the slightly messy hair, Song Yiqing's nose felt cold, and he couldn't help looking up.The complexion is like jade, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the eyebrows are flamboyant.He was fascinated by Pei Lian's embarrassing appearance, and suddenly couldn't restrain himself from asking: "I don't fully understand the selfishness you're talking about."

Pei Lian was surprised that the person who had always been backing away took the initiative to bring up the unfinished matter just now. He was overjoyed and approached Frankly: "Pei's selfish desire is to break up with Ah Chi."

This time, I can no longer understand what I said.

Song Yiqing was grateful and apprehensive, but at this stage, he simply stopped covering up and presented the unspeakable secret buried deep in front of Pei Lian.

"For me, the addiction to broken sleeves has been clear since I was a child." He said solemnly, "You also said that it is good to have broken sleeves. I am not a delicate little lady who is attached to you, and I don't know how to hold a lamp and serve soup. Obedience. Duanxiu has also been criticized since ancient times. Even if you don't care, Prime Minister Pei may not care."

He talked a lot, and Pei Lian listened patiently.In the end, he retorted gently, "If I really want everything to go smoothly and be considerate of the people I serve, I should have agreed to the matchmaker who promised to marry me to get married. If the person I like is right, why should I worry about whether to cut off my sleeves? The son of political affairs, who is in the position of planner, deserves to live arbitrarily, why should he care about others' criticism?"

After speaking, afraid that the other party would not believe it, Pei Lian suggested again, "If you don't believe it, how about giving it a try with me?"

Compared with the two friends, their situation is already at the right time and place.Pei Lian felt satisfied and didn't want to let it go.

Maybe it was the sincerity of what Pei Lian said, or maybe it was because of lust.Song Yiqing was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Then give it a try."

After finishing speaking, he despised himself a little bit, so his color made him dizzy, so he responded hastily.

Pei Lian couldn't help putting the jade pendant that he hadn't given away just now into someone's hand, thinking: Who am I, Pei Lian, who wants to run away after trying it?

The two sides reached an agreement, and each felt much happier, and it seemed reasonable to even hold a group for warmth.

It was raining earlier, and her body was still wet, but Song Yiqing realized that there was still a scroll.He broke free from Pei Lian, and instead placed the soaked slightly wrinkled scroll on the table and slowly unfolded it.

Surprisingly, the ink inside is not smudged at all.He still neatly outlined his appearance.

Sitting on the couch, Pei Lian propped his head up to admire Song Yiqing's surprised appearance, and proudly raised his fox tail to claim credit.

"The raw material is the inkstone from Yizixuan, and the scorpion stone inkstone used. The rest are pearls, gold powder, shells, stone green..."

The man spoke more and more vigorously, Song Yiqing was speechless, and finally understood the purpose of Pei Lian asking her about "Taiping Tu".When he first got the scroll, he didn't look at it carefully. After Pei Lianyi said, he couldn't help but look at the painting again.

Official robes painted in stone and green, leather belts decorated with gold powder, wat boards in hands made of pearl powder, and white porcelain vases on the table in the painting.

Although Song Yiqing doesn't know how to paint, he also knows that shell powder can keep paintings from yellowing for thousands of years.

hiss……

After some watching, he only had one feeling.

Pei Lian is really a loser.

Pei, who didn't know that he was being scolded, was jealous of his paintings, raised his long legs with a hook, staggered forward with Song Yiqing who was silently complaining, and finally looked away.

"Pei looks better than paintings."

He raised his chin, his vinegar was upright and righteous.

Now that she agreed to give it a try, Song Yiqing no longer intentionally alienated her.He supported Pei Lian's chest with his left hand, and held the man's chin with his right hand, looked back and forth through the whole face, and finally came to a conclusion.

"You just 'take water from the well and pour it into the river'."

In the Longyan Building on Yunu Mountain, the champion Lang in the fifth year of Jianyuan and Tanhualang in the eighth year of Jianyuan were defeated in a battle.Fortunately, Zhuangyuan Lang had a thick skin and immediately asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Yiqing folded her arms and smiled, "Hu toss."

Pei Lian came back to his senses, and began to use his ability to climb up the pole, turned over and pressed the person on the couch, rubbing his wet hair against Song Yiqing's neck.

"There's nothing wrong with tossing around."

Kissing and biting to wipe off the raindrops on the neck and shoulders, forgetting all about the scroll jade pendant.Pei Lian is deeply in love now, and can't help but want to get close.

Song Yiqing's neck was itchy from being rubbed, and when it was numb, she was unwilling to be defeated.He grabbed Pei Lian's collar, and he turned his head to make troubles in the crook of the man's neck in a clumsy manner.

It's not comfortable sticking together in wet clothes, but unfortunately, the two who were teased by each other ignored it completely.During the entanglement, the teasing gradually turned into hot and wanton lips touching each other, and the body fluid was not separated from each other due to the chaotic tongue.

The body temperature rose, and after the kiss was over, Song Yiqing was out of breath and felt stuffy.Pei Lian clasped him tighter and tighter, couldn't help rubbing back and forth through the cloth, and sighed in pain, "Ah Chi, help me."

As a man, it is self-evident that the obvious bulge and heat at the base of the thigh is self-evident.Song Yiqing's face was still flushed, but she was very conscious and refused without thinking.

"Turn yourself to death!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Lian's actions were presumptuous, he tentatively pushed forward, making a pitiful appearance.

"I need your help."

"Pei Lian!" Song Yiqing almost sat up like a carp, gritting his teeth as a warning.

However, he underestimated Pei Lian's face.The next moment, this person took the opportunity to hold his hand and put it on the hot spot under his crotch.

"Well……"

Both voices escaped from their throats at the same time.

Pei Lian is comfortable.

Song Yiqing was astonished.

Things seemed to be so frozen, until an object fell from Pei Lian's sleeve and rolled on the ground several times, making an abrupt sound.People who have disputes over whether to release their natures unanimously look at the past.

A palm-sized Huozhezi lay quietly on the floor.

Xiao Yulang, who had Pei Lian in Song Yiqing's hands, suddenly felt a chill, no longer charming and soft-hearted.

Song Yiqing glanced across the ground he was holding, and asked with a sneer, "Isn't there coal and no fire?"

Pei Lian, who felt wronged for the first time, was aggrieved and quibbled, "It just turned off."

Wei  Ce

Today, after a comment reminder, I realized that the website has a closed time (I just landed soon?, I have no experience haha)

Regarding the update during the closed period, it must not be updated!But I can save the manuscript, put it in the granary after opening the station~

I can’t finish it before the station closes, and I can’t finish writing even if my body is full of liver X﹏X

There are still a lot of plots in the future, I can only say that it should be completed before the end of the year.After all, I still have a lot of articles waiting to be written.

During the closed period, you can pay attention to Weibo @沙骑做不话 about the progress of saving manuscripts

In order to let the judges know in time whether there is a pigeon, and to supervise my personal code, I will post the progress of the manuscript every day~