King's Landing [Rebirth]

The carriage was dark and silent, the smile flowing in Wang Shuzhi's eyes could only be discerned faintly, and the low and low voice with a smile pierced into his ears especially domineeringly, Sima Rong felt the scorching heat behind him, his body was stiff, and he couldn't control the hand on his chest He started to tremble, and hurriedly clenched his fists to retract it, and after a while he said in a low voice: "The prime minister just speaks directly, why do you have to get so close?"

Wang Shuzhi smiled again, and leaned his head to his ear, his voice seemed to be suppressed, like a wisp of silk, pierced in with a scorching breath: "Yan Qing..."

Sima Rong's ear roots suddenly became hot, as if on fire, it spread to his whole body in an instant, and his mind was in a turmoil. He turned his head slightly to avoid it, and said in a trembling voice, "You... have something to say quickly!"

Wang Shuzhi didn't let go of his reaction. Hearing his slightly hoarse voice, his breathing suddenly became heavy. He turned his face to himself with one hand, rubbed his temple with his thumb, and whispered: "Yan Qing, I'm not good to you." good?"

Sima Rong moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, turned his head away again, his eyes were slightly confused: "The Prime Minister treats me very well."

Wang Shuzhi turned his face back again: "Since that's the case, why don't you trust me?"

"I..." Sima Rong's heart tightened, "Where did the prime minister say that?"

Wang Shuzhi kissed the corner of his lips: "You have me in your heart, but you still don't want to be honest with each other. Am I right?"

Sima Rong was speechless, his lips were tightly pursed, his cheeks moved lightly, but he couldn't make a sound, a "no" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down, so he hesitated, so Wang Shuzhi caught him.

"If you don't say it, you admit it." Wang Shuzhi smiled deeply, "Since the two are in love, how do you tell me to maintain a gentleman's demeanor?"

Sima Rong's breath stopped when he heard it, and he felt the hand behind his back moving gently through the clothes, and the roots of his ears were warm again: "Prime Minister..."

"Ok?"

This sound carried an extremely slight tact, and then rose slightly, as if soul-stirring, Sima Rong's breath suddenly became quickened, he quickly gathered himself together, and clenched his arm: "Prime Minister..."

"Huh? Please respect yourself?"

Sima Rong's face was slightly hot, suddenly he didn't know how to face such a scoundrel like him, he knew that it would not be difficult to push him away with just a little more effort, but his hands didn't obey, and he wanted to refuse to return welcome taste.

Wang Shuzhi looked at him in the dark, probing him step by step, kissing his trembling eyes, straight nose bridge, and tight lips, like the touch of a dragonfly on water, or like a breeze blowing on a willow. Seeing that he was no longer obsessed with struggling and resisting, Feeling throbbing in his heart, he tilted his head and kissed his tight neck.

Sima Rong had never encountered such a thing that made him indecisive. He was flustered and hated at the same time. Let the delicate touch arouse the most primitive desire. Fish, panting with his lips parted, hastily and hurriedly.

Wang Shuzhi heard it clearly, he stopped quickly, closed his eyes slowly, and when he opened them again, it was dark and turbulent. He looked at him, quickly lowered his head to enclose his lips, and kissed him deeply with great force. The hand that was wandering on his face slid upwards, touching his cool and soft black hair, the fingers tightened, and lifted the back of his head, the plundering of lips and tongue became more violent.

"Hmm—" Sima Rong hummed softly, woke up suddenly, and quickly pushed him away, while he stood up in a state of embarrassment, stepped back hastily, and was about to get up, when he suddenly hit a hard corner on his back , suddenly in severe pain, "Hiss—"

Wang Shuzhi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly fished him over: "What's wrong?"

Sima Rong frowned slowly, then shook his head: "It's okay."

"But it was knocked on the table?" Wang Shuzhi felt something was wrong when he heard his patient breath, and couldn't help becoming more nervous. He hurriedly lit the celadon lamp in the corner, lifted it up and put it on the table, and turned his head to see his backhand Rubbing his lower back, he hurriedly took his hand away, "Lie down quickly, I'll show you!"

Sima Rong looked slightly embarrassed, and shook his head again: "It's okay."

Wang Shuzhi forcibly turned him around, kissed him on the lips, and coaxed him in a flattering tone, "Good boy, I don't worry if you don't look at me."

Sima Rong froze, his face became even hotter, he felt uncomfortable all over, a distraction caused him to be pressed on the mattress, and he had to resign himself to his fate.

Wang Shuzhi was very good at undressing him, so he loosened his belt very neatly, lifted up the long gown, and uncovered the jacket inside, holding up the lamp to look carefully, he saw a cloud-shaped birthmark in the middle. The red seal, which was not too big or small, couldn't help frowning: "It's not light."

As he spoke, he put the lamp aside, pressed his hands on his waist and rubbed it with extreme force.

Sima Rong hissed.

Wang Shuzhi paused in his hand, and said softly, "Just be patient, don't rub it, the bruise won't dissipate, I'm afraid you won't feel well tomorrow."

Sima Rong nodded silently, feeling that he was too embarrassed, his face was a little stiff, so he pressed his lips together and leaned on his arms, as if the person sitting next to him was a doctor.

Wang Shuzhi rubbed him for a long time, saw that his expression was loosened, and he knew that he was almost done, so he stopped his movements, but he didn't take his hands away, his palms pressed against his waist, and he sighed softly: "I'm not a scourge. The appearance of not being able to make it, really makes me sad!"

Sima Rong's expression changed slightly.

Wang Shuzhi lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze lingered along his undulating waistline, and finally fell on the moiré birthmark, just like the so-called love house and crow, he was firmly attracted by just one glance, and rubbed his thumb lightly on it, bringing Hot love.

Sima Rong's Adam's apple twitched, but he lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Wang Shuzhi sighed again, with deep loss and helplessness, leaned over and kissed his waist, fearing that he would hide again, he would leave with just one touch, then straightened his clothes again, and helped him up.

Sima Rong seemed to be extremely sensitive on the waist, and after just a momentary touch, he was so excited that he couldn't control his hands and feet, so he could only sit close to the wall of the carriage, calm his mind, and said calmly: "Thank you very much." prime minister."

"Is there only such a sentence?" Wang Shuzhi looked at him fixedly, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Sima Rong paused, then said bluntly: "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Wang Shuzhi's smile faltered, and he wrapped his arms around his waist: "You are just an oyster, and you can't pry your mouth open! My love for you is not just a joke. Do you not trust me or yourself?"

Sima Rong was pressed by him every step of the way, so he had to raise his eyes, but unexpectedly saw his serious expression, couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart, opened his mouth, and took a long time to make a sound: "One day, you will regret it. "

Wang Shuzhi didn't expect him to let go of his mouth suddenly, but he was a little surprised, and then a gleam of joy surged in his heart, and he hugged him tightly: "How do you say that?"

"..." Sima Rong gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and finally said calmly, "I'm using you."

Wang Shuzhi laughed and said without thinking, "Yes."

Sima Rong looked at him in astonishment.

Wang Shuzhi liked his dazed appearance very much, and his smile deepened: "How do you plan to use me?"

Sima Rong was dumbfounded for a moment, he seemed to be very happy to see the clear spring in his eyes, and suddenly worried whether he was out of his mind.

"Huh?" Wang Shuzhi's eyes locked tightly, "Don't want to say?"

Sima Rong suddenly didn't dare to look him in the face, feeling guilty in his heart: "I have nothing to say, the prime minister will believe it."

Wang Shuzhi was very satisfied. It was not easy to pry his mouth open. He couldn't press him any more, so he smiled and tightened his arms, letting him stick to him: "Then what do you think of me?"

Sima Rong was dumbfounded again, coughed lightly and pushed him away, leaned against the carriage wall again, and turned his eyes away from him: "I just said it, I'm using you."

Wang Shuzhi didn't feel annoyed at all, and leaned over: "Then do you like me?"

Sima Rong was stunned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Wang Shuzhi smiled openly, but his tone was quite resentful: "Oh... I thought I could get back a little sincerity, but in the end it was my own wishful thinking..."

"No..." Sima Rong subconsciously opened his mouth, then hurriedly squeezed it back.

"why no?"

Sima Rong realized that he was trying to trick him, so he couldn't help gnashing his teeth. He didn't know whether it was because he was a cunning and rascal, or because he had become stupid for no reason. In short, it was hard to tell.

Wang Shuzhi asked again: "Nothing? Is it wishful thinking?"

Sima Rong regained his composure: "It's getting late."

Wang Shuzhi burst out laughing, pulled him into his arms, and without giving him a chance to struggle, put his hand on the back of his waist and rubbed it. After a while, he let go, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep." He made a light imprint on the corner of his eye, turned around and turned off the celadon lamp.

The carriage was plunged into darkness again. Sima Rong lay down with all his clothes on. He thought it would be difficult to fall asleep, but unexpectedly he fell into a deep sleep in a short time, and woke up in the morning.

They offended the prince this time, so they diverted from time to time on the road and walked cautiously, finally the journey was smooth.

When I returned to Jiankang City again, it was already the season of warm spring and flowers blooming. Everything in the Prime Minister’s Mansion was the same, the only difference was that the roof had already been repaired. People knocked out a few holes, will you still take me in?"

Sima Rong glanced at him, and said calmly, "It's already spring, and it's getting warmer every day, and the Prime Minister won't suffer from the cold anymore."

Wang Shuzhi shook his head and sighed: "My heart is very desolate..."

That night, Wang Shuzhi came to Sima Rong's residence as usual.

Sima Rong was quite speechless: "Is the Prime Minister still too cold?"

"No." Wang Shuzhi was full of smiles, waved his sleeves and handed over a peach as if conjuring, "There is a peach in the backyard, and I brought it for you to taste."

Sima Rong stretched out his hand to take it: "Thank you, Prime Minister."

"Try it?"

Seeing him looking at him expectantly, Sima Rong lowered his head and took a bite, chewed, nodded and praised, "Not bad."

"Share me a bite?"

Sima Rong almost choked, his expression felt a little uncomfortable, and he swallowed hard: "If the prime minister wants to eat, just pick another one."

"Alas... this is the first ripe peach, I have to wait for the rest." Wang Shuzhi smiled when he saw him take another bite, and grabbed his wrist with one hand, "I want to take a bite of my own peach." Why is it so difficult?"

Just as Sima Rong bit off a piece, he was stunned for a moment, feeling that it was a bit pretentious for him to remember his last joke so clearly, so he stretched out the peach in front of him.

Wang Shuzhi lowered his head, but suddenly leaned over, leaned over and quickly bit the piece in his mouth, took the opportunity to peck his lips, and backed away with a satisfied face.

Sima Rong: "..."