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

Three days later, Han Chengyu became the admiral and commander of the Fifth Battalion of the Nine Gates Infantry, both expected and unexpected.

For the past three days, he has stayed here at Jiuyan, he has no relatives in his family, and his only nephew still lives with his mother, completely alone.

When Han Chengyu received the imperial edict, his first reaction was to look at Jiu Yan, Jiu Yan smiled at him as if not surprised at all.

"His Majesty General Han ordered you to take office tomorrow and quickly take charge of the patrol camp." A fair-looking eunuch came to announce the decree. He did not smile flatteringly, but seemed sincere.

Although he is not very old, he is already a great eunuch, and he is one of the most trusted people of the emperor. He grew up with the emperor as a friend.

Before he left, he greeted Jiu Yan quite familiarly: "Master Xiaojiu, this slave will take his leave first."

Jiu Yan smiled at him and nodded his head.

Han Chengyu squeezed the yellow imperial decree tightly. Although he also contributed behind the scenes, he did not expect the decree to be issued so quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you do it?"

Jiu Yan got along with him for the past few days, and he knew that he was a little troubled and uncomfortable, and he knew all about his little moves, so he lied: "No, it's the result of their game, I haven't had time to do anything .”

For some reason, Han Chengyu felt a little sour in his heart.

"Come on, tell me why you have such an unhappy expression, Mr. Han?" The smile in Jiu Yan's eyes gradually faded, and there was a slight anger at his appearance that he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

It was still snowing outside, and Jiu Yan was standing in the snow with him just now, he sighed slightly, as if Jiu Yan was used to observing words and expressions, after a few days of getting along, he got to know him very well.

He has been dependent on others since he was a child, and his thoughts are also very delicate, but most of the time he is unwilling to show it. Now he feels that he is unhappy, so he just sighed lightly.

Walking to his side, handed the imperial decree to Xiaocao next to him, took his somewhat cold hand, wrapped it around his hand, and said in a low voice: "Go inside and say, it's cold outside."

The annoyance in Jiu Yan's heart was calmed down by his words, he shook Han Chengyu's hand back, and pulled him into the room.

Xiaocao and the cook stood outside the door, and the cook pointed to the imperial decree, meaning: What should I do with this thing?

"..." Xiaocao said absent-mindedly: "You take it away and leave it to Mr. Han when he is free."

Seeing that she was out of her mind, the cook made a few more gestures, roughly meaning: Don't worry, the master knows it well.

"You don't understand, what kind of person has you never met, master? Have you ever seen him bring him back? He stayed here for three days...it's clearly different." Xiaocao retorted with a frown.

The cook stretched her brows and felt a little happy: Isn't it good to have someone who really likes the master and knows the hot and the cold?

"Oh, okay, but have you ever thought about how deep the minds of those men are, are you sure they don't want anything else?" Xiaocao asked him.

Immediately the cook stopped talking and kept silent with the imperial decree. When she heard that there was no quarrel coming from inside, she shook her head and left.

But the people in the room let go of Han Chengyu's hand when Jiu Yan entered the room, kicked off his shoes and socks on his own, got on the beauty bed, and silently sorted out the Go game they played together before.

Standing beside him, Han Chengyu smiled helplessly when he saw this, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Are you so angry?"

"Look at your appearance just now that you didn't want to get involved at all. I don't know how unclean you think Jiu Yan is. Master Han just doesn't want to get involved?" Jiu Yan said with a stern expression on his face.

"When you get angry, you talk nonsense. Others scold others when they are angry. You are the only one who belittles yourself. You are not uncomfortable... I am still in a panic." Han Chengyu pulled his clothes, unhurriedly coaxing.

Jiuyan's face softened a little, he didn't say these self-deprecating words when he was angry, on the contrary, he never liked to say these things, except of course the hypocritical acting.

"I know why you are angry. I just don't want to bother you. Before I come back, you must have already made up your mind about the position of the admiral, right? If I become the admiral, it will definitely disrupt your plan. This is my I don't want to. But for me personally, my goal at the beginning was also it, not for anything else, just to save my life." Han Chengyu's voice was extremely gentle, and the tone was not serious, but Jiu Yan listened to everything.

"Of course, it's me who made the decree now. This is the best result for me, but I don't know if it will have any impact on your side. I want to be with you and never want to use you. I want to take your credit, even though I know you don't believe me, but I'm serious." Every word Han Chengyu said was recited thousands of times in his heart, and finally he said it.

His tone also became lower and lower as he spoke. He used to think that he was reborn and took the first opportunity. It should be more than enough to protect Jiu Yan, but later found that it was not. On the contrary, he needed Jiu Yan to help him everywhere.

He is useless to him at all, he takes advantage of him... I have a guilty conscience.

Jiu Yan's anger had already dissipated by five points, but now that he said these words out of his heart, why did he become angry again, and even felt a little strange, his heart was numb, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sit over here." Jiu Yan's tone was emotionless.

Han Chengyu was nervous. Sure enough, because his mouth is too stupid, he still can't explain clearly?

He sat down with some trepidation, but his face was squeezed hard to bring him back from his wild thoughts, and then he was kissed by Jiuyan.

This kiss...was a little different from the previous ones. It not only lingered between the lips and teeth, but also crawled aggressively to the pinna, and the hands also hovered around his waist, and he untied his belt lightly.

"Han Chengyu, the result is the best for me now." Han Chengyu's gradually lost consciousness was awakened by a low voice, he was shocked, and grabbed the hand that was stuck into the corner of his clothes, his throat seemed to be blocked, unable to speak Come on.

Jiu Yan kissed his red earlobe, and his voice carried deep soul comfort: "My little general does not need to underestimate himself. As the youngest Northwest General, the God of War in the hearts of the people in the Northwest, there is no need for an old and faded I have low self-esteem in front of men. On the contrary, I should be worried, you don’t even know how powerful you are..."

Jiu Yan likes a person, except himself can bully, no one can underestimate him, not even himself.

"Not old..." An unknown steam appeared in Han Chengyu's eyes, he was crushed on the floor, and he retorted in a low voice of disapproval.

"Well, let go." Jiu Yan pressed his hands on the muscles of his abdomen, trembling slightly under his hands because of the tension.

"I'm... a little scared." Han Chengyu let go of his hand, and tightly grasped his sleeve, Jiu Yan's eyes were a little dark at the moment, like a whirlpool that was about to suck people in.

Jiu Yan lightly kissed his lips, hugged him, and said regretfully, "But I want you to be mine, what should I do?"

Han Chengyu pursed his lips. He knew how men should deal with each other. After all, there are only men in the army. Sometimes there are quite a few such phenomena, but he hasn't seen what to do with a broken sleeve, but he can think of it... It should be painful, after all, just thinking about it already hurts.

But to become a drunken person, this is a request that people cannot refuse.

Han Chengyu pursed his lips, took off all his untied shirts, then turned around and hugged Jiu Yan, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on."

Jiu Yan couldn't help being amused, raised his hand to untie his hair, and asked in a low voice: "Why did a happy thing come out of your mouth and become the feeling of being guillotined?"

Han Chengyu didn't want to say anything, but imitated how he kissed him before, and kissed his chin densely and randomly.

"Wait...you just need to relax. Remember to enjoy and relax, otherwise it will be the two of us who will suffer." Jiu Yan raised his head, raised his chin, met his eyes, Eyes slightly bent: "General Han is so powerful, this little thing can definitely be done, right?"

His voice seemed to be intoxicated with alcohol, making him dizzy and only nodded.

The back of the dark-colored hand was pressed against the cushion, and then a snow-white hand was attached to him, wrapping it in an absolutely powerful posture.

There was a little sweat on Jiu Yan's forehead, and his voice became more and more deep as he spoke in his ear: "You did a great job, baby not only knows how to fight, but everything is great."

Hearing this sentence, Han Chengyu's fingers moved slightly, his arms went limp at once, half of his face was buried on the soft cushion with his teeth clenched, sweat poured down, pretending he couldn't hear anything.

This is the first time I want to dig a hole and bury myself, it's better to bury it deeper, so that I can't hear the sound of Jiu Yan again.

Seeing this, Jiu Yan chuckled lightly, and said in a casual tone, "I just finished boasting, why can't I hold on anymore, but it's okay...turn around baby, let me see your face."

Han Chengyu refused, but... why is Jiu Yan so strong?She almost hugged his waist, turned him over in the air, and couldn't avoid seeing that beautiful face.

For the first time, Han Chengyu felt afraid to look at him directly, turned his head to the side, and continued to grit his teeth and not let go of a half-word in response.

"Isn't this much easier? Master Han?" Jiu Yan pinched his leg and asked him in a low voice.

As a result, nothing came of it again, and there was no response.

Jiu Yan wasn't angry either, she was still observing Han Chengyu's expression carefully, she didn't dare to use any means, she was afraid of frightening General Han, so she wouldn't do it next time.

……

During dinner, both of them had wet hair. They just called for water and came out after washing. Han Chengyu didn't show any symptoms of weak legs.

Even Jiu Yan looked at him with admiration, which made his back go numb.

"General Han..."

General Han broke the bowl in his hand, and now his hands trembled subconsciously when he heard the name.

Jiu Yan raised his eyebrows: "The reaction is so big?"

"Hand slippery..." Han Chengyu said in a low voice.

"There's nothing wrong with slippery hands, as long as your legs don't soften tomorrow." Jiu Yan curled his lips, picked up his own bowl and poured him a bowl of soup, and said softly: "In the future... you can discuss anything with me, as the saying goes, plan Can't keep up with the changes, your appearance will only make me think this is the best arrangement..."

"You are special to me..."

Han Chengyu felt that he was wrapped in candied fruit, touched his numb waist, and couldn't help thinking: Is this the wind blowing by the pillow?

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感谢在2022-01-0212:43:10~2022-01-0411:55:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yang is my last name. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Tue11 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!