After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

Jiu Yan's bed was big enough for the two of them to lie on. Jiu Yan was used to sleeping on his front, so he slept in it. The cook also prepared a quilt and pillow for Han Chengyu. He rested his hands on the pillow and looked at his profile.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm sent by the emperor to watch you?" Jiu Yan closed his eyes, opened and closed his lips, he was still a little uncomfortable doing nothing and lying quietly with another person.

"Will you?" Han Chengyu just asked.

Hearing Jiu Yan's ambiguous laugh, he added another sentence: "It doesn't matter even if he is watching me, I have never done anything out of line."

Jiu Yan didn't answer him, and gradually fell asleep.

Han Chengyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep, but he slowed down his breathing as much as possible, and did not disturb Jiuyan without moving. He couldn't believe that the two of them could be so close, even though it was something he had thought about for a long time.

As for when he fell asleep, he was unconscious. When he woke up again, the charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished, and Jiu Yan's slightly cool feet slowly leaned against his instep.

He slept lightly, woke up soon, and saw Jiu Yan approaching him looking for a heat source, he hesitated for a while, then pulled the man with loose black hair into his arms, and rubbed his chin against his hair.

Jiu Yan was vaguely aware of this movement, seeing that he was simply hugging him without making any further moves, and passed out from sleep again, and even subconsciously arched against him.

Han Chengyu couldn't fall asleep at all now, the two were intimate, he twirled his wine-flavored hair, thinking nothing in his mind.

When Jiu Yan woke up, he felt surrounded by warm body temperature, but he adapted well and took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist and lean against his chest.

He woke up in a daze for half a quarter of an hour. Han Chengyu's body smelled clean and even stained with a little sandalwood. He felt that he touched his head strangely, and the other hand hugged him even more tightly. , not sure if he really woke up.

Han Chengyu's whole body exuded a warm aura, which made him wish to rub him into his body, and let him feel the temperature that he had never felt before.

"Kiss me." Jiu Yan's voice was hoarse and deep, and he frowned and closed his eyes tightly.

"What?" Han Chengyu asked uncertainly.

But Jiu Yan remained silent, thinking it's fine if he didn't hear clearly, anyway, he doesn't really need this kind of thing.

But then he felt a soft lip on his forehead, breathing on his forehead, just a light kiss, fleeting.Han Chengyu patted his head and gave him a hug: "Good boy, Master Xiaojiu."

It is undeniable that Jiu Yan felt that she was comforted at that moment.

In his arms, it was rare for Lai to talk to him about serious matters: "Now the admiral of the Nine Gates is Quan Yuan, but his health is already failing, and he has been struggling because the emperor has no suitable candidate."

Although Han Chengyu felt that it was not suitable for talking about serious business now, he still listened carefully and asked in agreement, "Where do you want me to sit?"

"Don't you want it?" Jiu Yan said lazily.

"The eldest princess has the Qiantong camp in her hands and is eyeing the position of the admiral of the Nine Gates. The emperor must be cautious about finding his confidants. I, the emperor doesn't trust me." Han Chengyu said.

"Well, Quan Yuan's body is already at the end of his strength. Yu Wenjue has been suppressing the news, because he is afraid that the princess will take advantage of it. His subordinate Qi Mi is young and ruthless. He is a good candidate, but his qualifications are too low. If he is elected, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public. Fang Dao's full qualifications are suitable, but it is a pity that his qualifications are mediocre and it is difficult to become a master. Cui Lishen..." Jiu Yan said slowly.

Han Chengyu was shocked. Seeing that he counted the people trusted by the emperor like a few treasures, he finally came to the conclusion: "Yu Wenjue has no one who can be used."

Immediately thinking of something, he raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, and chuckled lightly: "Maybe you stay away from me, the position of admiral is within your grasp."

Han Chengyu just hugged him, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if Mr. Xiaojiu has heard a word."

"Tsk, Master Xiaojiu called you addicted, right? The emperor gave me a job, and others called it for fun, but you listened to it." Jiu Yan opened his half-closed eyes, curled his lips and sat up Asked: "What are you talking about?"

"Sometimes there must be something in life, and there is always time in life. Don't force it. What you hold in your hand now is the most real." Han Chengyu sat up with him, saw that his hair was a little messy, and consciously repeated it for him.

Wrapped in the quilt, Jiu Yan sat up, stretched out a hand to hold his face, tilted his head and kissed his lips, bent his eyes, and praised: "That's great, I haven't seen you all night, you seem to have opened up It's like Ren Du's second bloodline, so cute."

"However, if you choose me, the general won't be at a disadvantage." He blinked and gave a deep smile.

Han Chengyu was shy when he saw him, raised his long arms and hugged him under the blanket, buried his face in his neck, like two swans crossing their necks, keeping each other warm and intimate.

This level of behavior is well adapted to Jiuyan's eyes, but Han Chengyu is also self-taught, which surprised him and made him feel very comfortable.

[That is to say, can we not be blocked by the system?I can't see where things are going at all. ]

[Yeah, I feel that the host is not a simple guy, but I can't guess where the difficulty is. ]

[It feels like every important conversation is blocked by the system, who can guess it...]

[Shhhhh, watch the live broadcast seriously, don't quarrel, be good. ]

It wasn't until Xiaocao knocked on the door that the two separated. Xiaocao didn't expect Jiuyan to leave Han Chengyu behind, so she didn't prepare any clothes for him, so she could only make do with Jiuyan's clothes.

"You pick it yourself." Sitting in front of the dressing table, Jiu Yan glanced at him and nodded his chin.

"Yes." Han Chengyu followed Xiaocao to several big boxes.

"The clothes in the closet are what the master often wears, and the boxes are full of newly purchased winter clothes. You can pick them out." Xiaocao stood aside, silently, implying that he was asked to pick out of the box. new clothes.

But Han Chengyu: "Don't bother, I'll take just one..."

But Jiu Yan's clothes are all in bright colors, which is really against him for a man who only wears black every day. The last thing he chooses is a pair of sapphire blue brocade robes that Jiu Yan has worn twice. A porcelain belt with blue auspicious cloud patterns is tied around the waist.

He looked a lot younger, with a little more youthful spirit. After he dressed and washed himself, he saw Xiaocao combing his hair. He leaned over, hesitating to speak.

Jiu Yan saw the man's intentions from the bronze mirror, twisted the rouge with his hands, and said softly, "General Han, how about you come and comb my hair?"

Xiaocao paused, lowered her eyes, and handed the ivory comb to Han Chengyu, feeling a little lost in her heart, as she had always combed her master's hair...

Jiu Yan's long black hair was well maintained, and he combed it carefully, while Jiu Yan was applying lip balm while asking him: "Will you?"

"Keep it simple." He picked up the hair seriously, and the movements were a little slow, but in the end it still looked good.

But in a few breaths, they put all their hair up with a jade crown, and inserted a jade hairpin. Jiuyan usually has half a bunch of hair. This is also the point that many literati criticize them, thinking that they have no rules.

But at this moment, every strand of his hair is combed up, which has a special charm, smooth forehead, half charming half sharp eyebrows, the whole face is completely exposed, making it look more refined.

"Huh, it's done." After Han Chengyu finished, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come here, I'll give you a little reward." Jiu Yan nodded in satisfaction. He pulled his sleeves, hooked his neck, and deliberately rubbed his lip balm on his lips.

Han Chengyu only felt that a little bit of sweetness permeated between his lips and teeth, and the rich fragrance of flowers on the tip of his nose, as well as his soft lips filled with wine, made him even more numb.

When Jiu Yan let go of him, Han Chengyu's lips were already red, and even fell outside his lips. He wiped him carefully, and then praised: "It's so beautiful."

"Really?" Han Chengyu asked in a daze.

Xiaocao replied in her heart: Fake.Han Chengyu's complexion is not fair, and his red lips look very inconsistent, feeling nondescript.

But her master smiled and said, "I like it very much."

Then that silly boy of General Han really believed it, and said nervously: "Then... that's good."

Xiaocao: As long as you are happy.

Jiu Yan patted his head, let him sit on his seat, and asked in a low voice: "Do you need Xiaocao to tie your hair?"

"I'll just do it myself." Han Chengyu declined.

"Okay, hurry up and dress up, come out to eat." Jiu Yan teased him in a good mood, with a smile in his eyes.

Naturally, Xiaocao followed Jiu Yan, seeing her strange expression, Jiu Yan wiped the blush from her mouth, and asked her with a smile: "Don't you think he is cute?"

Xiaocao said with a blunt expression, "It's fine if the master thinks it's cute."

"Look, you're not as likable as he is. If I ask him that, even if he doesn't think he's cute, he'll frown and agree with me. Believe it or not? Haha." Jiu Yan shook his head amusedly.

Xiaocao pulled out a smirk, and whispered: "It's not like no one is like him...why does the master treat him differently?"

Indeed, many people coaxed him, why did he feel that Han Chengyu was special.

"Perhaps it's just temporary?" Jiu Yan sat at the table, her smile faded, she stroked her temples that didn't have drooping hair, and retracted her hand a little uncomfortable.

"That's right, the master has always been like this. Didn't you like Mr. Li and Mr. Huang before, but you didn't like it after half a month? It's just that I was too worried. It's fine if the master is sincere." Xiaocao said it seriously, and then stopped talking, she was very sober, and didn't think that there would be sincere people in the party.

Jiu Yan didn't know what was coming to his mind, he lost his mind and said in a low voice: "Where do I have any sincerity? I don't even have a heart."

Han Chengyu, who quickly tied up his hair, listened to the conversation between the two of them. He didn't go in right away, and suddenly felt a little sad.

He raised his hand to wipe the color on his lips, and the back of his hand was also dyed a dazzling red, which made his eyes sore.

How could he not know that the color he painted didn't look good, he just wanted Jiu Yan to like him more, but in the end he didn't like him at all?

Han Chengyu was in a complicated mood, and he stood there for a while, unable to move, until he heard Jiu Yan's voice: "Is he still okay?"

He quickly took two deep breaths, raised the corners of his lips, and walked in, without any sadness on his face, and told him with a smile that he had just wiped off some lip balm.

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Babes, here I come.

I will go home almost on January 1th, and I will recover on the sixth day after returning home, okay?