steal bi

Before Qiao Yu really said it, Yuan Zanbi's hand, which was held down by him, skillfully broke free from him, and the hand with scars and thin calluses ran across the skin, making the scalp numb.

Qiao Yu didn't even need to close his eyes to imagine Yuan Zan's pen hands. These hands have held pens, swords, and killed people. The old scars cover the palms like snakes. When they touch the delicate skin, they feel Very subtle.

Although Qiao Yu is very good at deceiving people and likes to deceive Yuan Zanbi, he did not lie today.

The leg that had just been medicated was as heavy as a stone sculpture, and the touch of the Yuanzan pen was like a small bug falling on the stone statue, and he felt nothing.

But as soon as he thought that the owner of these hands was the Yuanzan pen, he couldn't help but breathe harder.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly, looking down at the quilt.

It was a frighteningly beautiful gesture by him.

Yuan Zan was stunned for a moment, and the movements of his hands stopped slightly.

Qiao Yu breathed out lightly, and he smiled provocatively at Yuan Zanbi, his slightly parted lips showed white fangs, his lips were very red, making his teeth look extraordinarily white, a bit eerie, and beautiful The face of a good beauty is reflected, almost like a gorgeous ghost.

Qiao Yu deftly grasped Yuan Zanbi's hand under the quilt, pulled it up, and then pressed it hard.

The place where the scar on the palm was rubbed was the most sensitive. When Qiao Yu raised his eyes, there were bloodshot eyes from the heat, more like a ghost that took people's lives.

Yuan Zanbi's hand didn't move, or he didn't know whether he should move or not.

Qiao Yu said with a smile: "The truth has been told, I don't feel it." He squeezed the hand holding the Yuanzan pen, "Master Yuan, do you have any questions?"

Yuan Zanbi let out a breath.

Qiao Yu tilted his head, and kissed Yuan Zanbi's ear, he said with a vague smile: "Master Yuan, I know that I am beautiful, and I have provoked the adult's heart, but no matter what, the status of the adult should be given to the truth. "His sharp teeth bit the tip of Yuan Zanbi's ear lightly. The latter wanted to hide, but he pressed his shoulders. "If Lord Yuan gives the truth a name, the truth can do whatever it takes," he stood up , reached out and pulled.

The bed curtain was pulled down, and the room between the two of them went dark.

Qiao Yu's breath is close at hand.

He completed what he said earlier, "What do you want Truth to do, Truth must obediently listen to you."

Qiao Yu has always enjoyed teasing Yuan Zanbi. In his opinion, there is nothing more fun than making Yuanzanbi angry.

Yuan Zanbi's hair fell on his neck.

He tilted his head and kissed lightly.

No, there are more interesting things now.

Yuan Zan Bi likes him very much, at least he likes his face very much, likes his showing weakness, always shows affection to him, protecting him is like protecting a little girl, in Yuan Zan Bi's heart, even if Qiao Yu is not his wife , probably also the younger sister of childhood sweetheart, Yuan Zanbi would not make it too ugly due to emotion and reason.

Qiao Yu used to torture Yuanzanbi to death with more than a dozen tortures as a lifelong pleasure, and now he still wants to torture, but it doesn't have to be so bloody, it's too ugly, besides, Yuanzanbi's temper, even if Even after being stabbed a few times, he would not bow his head to show weakness.

Another approach is different.

He kissed Yuan Zanbi's eye corner along the tip of his ear, and his wet tongue made Yuan Zanbi's whole body stiff.

Qiao Yu fantasized about how this person's eyes were red and even breathing tremblingly, and he laughed even harder.

"Are you really not going to marry the truth?" Qiao Yu asked with a hoarse smile.

Yuan Zanbi moved his hand slightly.

Qiao Yu clasped it firmly.

Qiao Yu said softly: "Master Yuan, although the truth is that he is unconscious, it is too rude of you to behave like this."

In the end it was holding his hand and not letting him let go!

Yuan Zan tilted his head, and the tips of their noses almost brushed against each other.

"Is Qiao Xiang's leg still not healed?" He asked suddenly.

Qiao Yu squinted his eyes and smiled happily, "Naturally, when I searched for famous doctors, I couldn't get back to heaven. I will probably linger in a wheelchair for the rest of my life." He spoke in a light and soft tone, unlike talking about himself. Disabled, it's like watching someone else's joke.

Yuan Zanbi said in a low voice: "In my opinion, Qiao Xiang didn't search for famous names to heal his wounds, but for..."

Qiao Yu's eyes froze, and he grabbed Yuan Zanbi's long hair with his free hand, and tugged hard. Yuan Zanbi was in pain, and following his movements, he was dragged onto the bed.

Yuan Zanbi opened his mouth to speak, but then blocked his mouth crisply.

Qiao Yu's lips were cold, but his tongue was soft. Both of them were not proficient, and they were stumbling.

Qiao Yu's kiss was gentle, but he bit it hard, and the bloody smell was exchanged between the two, which was a bit choking.

Qiao Yu's hand touched Yuan Zanbi's waist, his waist was tight, like a hard bow that was difficult to draw.

Qiao Yu rubbed it down twice, and grabbed the dagger of Yuan Zanbi.

Originally, Yuan Zanbi was concentrating on admiring his face, but his eyes became clear instantly, and he pressed Qiao Yu's hand.

Qiao Yu licked the corners of his lips, docile like a puppy, "Yuan Bi, I want this," he and Yuan Zanbi just pointed at each other's lips, "Can you give it to me?" His tone was very soft , even a bit naive.

As soon as Yuan Zan let go of the pen, Qiao Yu took the dagger away.

Qiao Xiang was well versed in the way of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. The next moment, the cold dagger was already on Yuan Zanbi's neck.

Qiao Yu looked down and said: "Master Yuan, you said that you were found disheveled." The cold dagger moved upwards along the skin of Yuan Zanbi, provoking Master Yuan's chin, "The door is wide open," he said. These few words are extremely ambiguous and malicious, "Death on the bed of truth, what do you think will happen to others?"

With the dim light outside the bed curtain, Yuan Zanbi quietly looked at Qiao Yu's face, he felt that he was also crazy at the moment, so he showed a smile, and said, "That Qiao Xiang's reputation is probably ruined."

If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, Qiao Yu would have wanted to praise him.

Before the dagger was out of the scabbard, the killing intent and cold air seemed to be overflowing.

Qiao Yu lay on his chest, but his face was really beautiful. If someone didn't know his identity, they would definitely say that Mr. Yuan is so beautiful. He is as obedient as a cat, and said casually: "Mr. Yuan uses it How many people have you killed?"

Yuan Zanbi did not forget to think carefully on this occasion, "Forgot."

Qiao Yu pushed the scabbard inward and pressed it against Yuan Zanbi's jaw, "Cut your throat?"

Yuan Zan wrote: "Self-defense." He continued, "Qiao Xiang didn't want to heal the injury, but to find a way to prevent his injured leg from getting better."

The front end of the scabbard also has some flashy decorations, pressing against the skin with force, making it difficult for the Yuanzan pen to swallow.

Qiao Yu exerted force slowly, his eyes turned completely cold, looking at the Yuanzan pen, as if he was looking at some dead objects that could be seen everywhere.

"Qiao Xiang has been talking about looking for a famous doctor for many years, but it's actually just a cover," he coughed lightly, his voice was intermittent, it was more like a sob than a cough, which made Qiao Yu feel extremely uncomfortable, and wanted to continue listening, It also felt like it was a dangerous thing to listen to, and the consequences even he couldn't predict, "I also asked some people, and I learned..." He let out a sigh.

The scabbard was pushed in, and he was almost speechless.

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes, sneered, and said, "Continue."

"I learned that hollow silver needles can be made, and I'm going to put them in, and bury them in the meridians of the legs, so that the legs can't feel... Hmm!" Yuan Zanbi suddenly opened his eyes, "Qiao, Qiao Xiang..."

The scabbard went all the way up, and while the lips were opening and closing, it pushed in.

This dagger was bestowed by the emperor, it is sharp but it is too beautiful, its value as an accessory is greater than that of a weapon.

The dagger scabbard is rounder than Yuan Zanbi's previous knives, so it won't cut your tongue, but the feeling of being stung by such a cold iron weapon is definitely not good. Yuan Zanbi's throat was very uncomfortable.

He couldn't speak, and the occasional few words were dripping with water, as if crying.

Qiao Yu brushed Yuanzan pen's moist lips with his finger pityingly, and he pulled it out slightly, messing with it maliciously.

Yuan Zanbi coughed intermittently.

There is something really wrong with Qiao Yu.

Yuan Zanbi couldn't take it anymore, he broke away from his hand, and grabbed the dagger.

He took two trembling breaths, more like swallowing than breathing.

Qiao Yu went to kiss his red and swollen lips.

The lips were pressed together, and Yuan Zanbi felt that he was smiling.

Qiao Yu gently let go of him, and buried her head in the neck of Yuan Zanbi, "Yuan Bi, I have never liked your habit. If you know less, you can live longer. Why do you insist on messing with me?" Are you angry?"

Qiao Yu's breath was warm, and it was itchy when it landed on Yuan Zanbi's ear.

Yuan Zanbi breathed a sigh of relief, "So it really is?"

Qiao Yu said in a low voice: "If you ask again, the truth will be really angry." The canine teeth rubbed gently on the neck of Yuanzan Pen, as if the owner would bite it down without hesitation if he was in a bad mood. "Why do you ask these things? You plan to tell the emperor that the truth is deceiving the king, huh? I belong to you, Yuan Bi, why do you insist on the truth?"

Yuan Zanbi was tossed a lot, her voice was low and hoarse, "I am not."

"Not what? Don't want me?"

"I didn't want to," he paused, his hand stopped in mid-air, hesitated for a while, and then lightly landed on Qiao Yu's hair, "The medicine stone hurts the body, and the silver needle stays in the body, which is even more serious. In the future, you really don't want to think about it." Do you want legs?"

Qiao Yu made the Yuanzan pen so embarrassing just now, thinking that because of the character of this adult who refuses to suffer, he must say something that is not vicious, but enough to hurt people's hearts, but he didn't expect that the Yuanzan pen that was waiting to come was too light To put it lightly, don't you want your legs?

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded for a moment, if Yuan Zanbi asked him why he was like this, he would answer without hesitation that Mr. Yuan came here in the middle of the night to reminisce about the past?He didn't know how to say what he had prepared, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

"Prince still thinks," he pretended to be brisk, "You will ask what purpose is there in the end."

Yuan Zanbi shook his head, and asked amusedly, "If I asked, would you answer?"

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes and said, "If you ask such a question, Truth will definitely not answer, but maybe one day when Truth is in a good mood, I will show mercy and tell you."

Yuan Zanbi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for the day Qiao Xiang wants to tell me."

Qiao Yu looked at him suspiciously, "Are you really Yuan Zanbi?"

Yuan Zan was at a loss.

Qiao Yu grabbed Yuan Zanbi's hand and pressed it on his chest. Yuan Zanbi wanted to take it away but he pressed it tightly, saying: "The truth is indeed a man."

Yuan Zanbi had nothing to say for a while, "I know."

"If you can't feel it through the clothes, I can touch it for you." Qiao Yu said.

Now he began to wonder if Yuan Zanbi was obsessed with ghosts.

"... Qiao Xiang is being polite."

Qiao Yu let go of his hand, and thought to himself, could it be that he was so beautiful back then that even Yuan Zanbi couldn't help but be moved?

Yuan Zan took away his hand, covered him with the quilt, and turned over to get out of bed.

As a result, his movements only stopped at getting up.

Qiao Yu said, "What are you doing?"

"go back."

"Did you come here just to tell the truth that the medicine stone hurt your body?" Qiao Yu asked expressionlessly, and he patted the pillow next to him, the meaning was very obvious.

Yuan Zanbi and Qiao Yu looked at each other.

Qiao Yu didn't blink, and said slowly: "Or, you just teased the truth, kissed, touched and hugged, and you are leaving now?"

Yuan Zan wrote: "If I leave, will Qiao Yu call for Mr. Han to come in?"

Qiao Yu shook his head, and said solemnly: "No, I will only crawl to the ground, and then find a place to crash to death." He smiled, "After all, losing my virginity is a big deal."

Yuan Zanbi shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Seeing his smiling face, Qiao Yu couldn't help reaching out to touch the corner of his mouth.

"Go to sleep," he smiled unconsciously, "There is still a big show to watch tomorrow."

Yuan Zanbi lay beside him.

Qiao Yu closed his eyes, only to feel that Yuan Zanbi's eyes could not stop sweeping his face.

He asked, "Does it look good?"

Yuan Zanbi replied without shyness: "The posture of heaven and man."

Qiao Yu smiled lightly, and then restrained her smile for a moment, "Say something quickly."

"Tomorrow's drama that Qiao Xiang said, if I'm not wrong, should be related to the prince. After Chen Qiutai, the prince will definitely hate Qiao Xiang to the bone. When the prince ascends the throne in the future, I don't need to talk about Qiao's situation."

Qiao Yu raised his eyes lazily, and said: "What do you want to say, to ask the real minister to turn against you, so that the crown prince will let the truth go?" The smile in his eyes was half true and half fake, "You won't come to tell the prince Are you a guest?"

What if it is possible?

Qiao Yu said with a smile: "Your Majesty is the one who wants to play. I'll wait until all the tricks are exhausted, but it's just a match. Whether the emperor wants to abolish the prince, or whether the father and son will whitewash the peace in the future, it's not something I can control. Master Yuan, you think highly of me."

Yuan Zan did not speak.

Qiao Yu's work seems to be closely related to the interests of scholars, but in fact it is all related to the royal family.

He found so many good excuses that the emperor felt that it was a pity to miss them, so the courtiers joined hands with the emperor and killed many people who blocked their way.

As a murder knife, Qiao Yu was perfect.

But today's matter is related to the prince!

As a knife, Qiao Yu dared to point it at the prince, who would he aim at afterward?

"Qiao Xiang is too modest." Yuan Zan wrote.

Qiao Yu hugged him with a smile, and said, "Who do you think I am? I'm just a dog beside Your Majesty, a knife with a handy hand. Your Majesty has given me authority, and I will naturally have power. If Your Majesty One day you think I'm useless, and I'm sure I'll die, Yuan Bi," he kissed Yuan Zan's pen with a smile still on his face, "So I probably don't have many days to go, you must treat me well while I'm alive." His ending sound rises, as if an innocent child is as happy as seeing a kite flying high.

Yuan Zanbi said: "Sleep, tomorrow morning."

Qiao Yu laughed even harder, "The truth is clearly telling you to have fun in time."

Yuan Zanbi turned over and held him in his arms, "Go to sleep, mid-month."

Qiao Yu felt that this embrace was very warm and comfortable, but he was a big man, and with Yuan Zanbi in his arms, if he was seen by other people, he would probably feel like he saw a ghost.

Qiao Yu, on the other hand, happily buried her head in Yuan Zanbi's arms.

The candles burned out and the room was plunged into darkness.

If you don't think about tomorrow's affairs, you will be very safe.

The next day, Qiao Yu woke up from the cold.

He felt the warm embrace leaving early on, closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to grab it a few times but couldn't catch it, so he was very dissatisfied, finally pulled a soft thing, was gently pulled away, and gave him another one.

He opened his eyes and found that the thing in his hand had changed from the corner of Yuan Zanbi's clothes to a handkerchief.

He casually threw it aside and said vaguely, "Come here."

The quilt is still messy, but the person is gone.

Qiao Yu was in a bad mood, and she didn't even want to go to court to play with the emperor.

He got up in an orderly manner, tugged at his hair, and said, "Come here."

The bed curtain was drawn, and it was still not bright outside.

Qiao Yu felt even more resentful. He rubbed his face, trying to get used to it in advance, but only showed a ferocious smile.

Yuan Zanbi saw him dancing and dancing alone, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yu squinted her eyes, only then did she see clearly that the well-dressed person in front of her was Yuan Zanbi.

He was thinking about what the emperor would say and how he should respond, but when he saw the Yuanzan pen, he didn't think about anything, and simply complained: "I have to go to court before dawn, this is the case in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and there are many daily affairs. , I have to play with the emperor on the spur of the moment, I am really tired. Why am I not an ordinary kid from a rich family, and I have fun with horses and cockfights every day?"

He held back these words for several years, and was irritable when he woke up, but there was no one to say, and today Yuanzan pen is here, so he can say it quickly, and he felt a lot more comfortable after speaking.

Yuan Zan wrote: "There is still half an hour."

Qiao Yu didn't wait for comfort, and lay down again, "No matter what happens today, the truth will not get up."

Yuan Zanbi sat by the bed helplessly, "Can't afford it?"

"Sorry."

Brand new official uniforms have been put away.

Yuan Zanbi took the official uniform and said, "Really?"

Qiao Yu rubbed her face against the quilt, and blurted out a word, "No."

Think back when he was young master Qiao, even if the sun was high, he couldn't wake him up, but now he has to get up before the light is bright in the middle of summer, the gap is so big that he still hasn't gotten used to it for many years.

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Zanbi pressed him onto the bed.

Qiao Yu desperately turned her head and said, "Yuan Zanbi, you are presumptuous! The truth is that you are also the prime minister, what are you doing? Hantan, Hantan!"

Although Qiao Yu struggled desperately, he couldn't move his lower body, and he was powerless to resist at all.

Yuan Zanbi has no experience in serving people, but he still knows how to wear clothes, so he put on the official uniform for Qiao Yu in a short while.

Han Tan stood at the door with his sword in his arms, as if he didn't hear it at all.

In the room, Qiao Yu didn't have the demeanor of a high-ranking official, and said: "Don't touch Zhenxiang's hair! Yuanzan pen, put down the comb, don't move, Zhenxiang can comb it by himself!"

After a while, Yuan Zan pen pushed Qiao Yu out.

Qiao Xiang's hair was combed meticulously, and there were no wrinkles on his official clothes. Except for his ugly face, everything looked good.

Han Tan couldn't help admiring Yuan Zanbi.

In the past, when Qiao Yu woke up and couldn't afford breakfast, he would go to court, but today he still had some leftovers.

Qiao Yu glanced at Han Tan, but because of Yuan Zan's pen, she swallowed her words abruptly.

Xiangfu breakfast tastes good.

Qiao Yu bit the spoon, thinking expressionlessly.

This is the first time he got up to eat breakfast, although his stomach feels much better, but it is really hard to swallow this breath, "Master Yuan."

Yuan Zan pen looked at him.

"Give the truth a letter of divorce."