After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

Pushing open the door, he saw Cui Yan's black face that was colder than ice.

The man was sitting in the middle hall without raising his head, just carefully wiping the whip full of steel barbs.

Fu Xuan walked towards him lightly, and spread out his palm knowingly, "You punish me."

Cui Yan narrowed his eyes apprehensively, and slapped the whip on the table as if to scare a chicken.

"It's been a few days since I can't stand it anymore, do you want to rush out to pick up the guests?"

Fu Xuan picked up his guts, squatted obsequiously at Cui Yan's feet, massaged the man's legs with his ten fingers like nephrite jade, observed his words and said: "Cui Lang, you haven't seen my slave for many days, why bother to confront each other."

The skills he learned in Nanfeng Pavilion are complex, and some of his daughter's work can be more or less involved.

Cui Yan suddenly slapped his hair with the palm of his hand, and raised his phoenix eyes slightly: "You have the smell of that guy Cui Yu on you."

Fu Xuan suddenly turned pale. Is this person a dog? His nose is so sensitive. All his attention was focused on how to answer, but he couldn't control the strength of his hand, and it hurt Cui Yan.

He was afraid that the man would really beat him, so he said anxiously: "My family happened to meet the judge."

Seeing his tone of voice, Cui Yan ignited an unknown fire, "Is this the same attitude?"

The man's unkind tone aroused his guard, Fu Xuan shook his head desperately, and said innocently: "The judge kindly saved the slave family, but the slave family was just playing with him. Cui Lang, the sincerity of the slave family to you can be learned from the sun and the moon!"

In order to make Cui Yan completely believe what he said, he even swore three fingers to the sky against his will.

"You better be!"

Fu Xuan thought that the man felt that he was not sincere enough, so he made it clear: "The slave family is very skilled in learning, and the mother of the Nanfeng Pavilion praised me as the most capable young man. In fact, the slave family knows far more than that. Three or two things, how about Cui Lang go undress first and let the servant relieve your fatigue?"

"Thinking about these nasty things all day long is out of order!"

Cui Yan stood up, took a sip of herbal tea, "Tomorrow, the Lord of Japan will go to the world, and today he will not have sex with you."

Fu Xuan thought to himself: Tomorrow you will go to the world to look for flowers and ask willows. Today everyone is in the bedroom of Bixiao Palace. If you come here and don't feed me, you are still talking sarcastic words there.

But he can't help it. As the saying goes, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. This kind of thing can't be done by him alone.

After a while, Fu Xuan stood up in disgrace, and brushed off the dust on his knees.

Cui Yan quietly promised: "You go with me."

"Cui Lang, don't make fun of my slave's house." He still didn't believe it. After all, men usually look down on him. If there is such a good thing, he can still think of himself. It is probably a lie to him.

Nanfeng Pavilion's famous opening saying: A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, just listen to it, and you will lose if you take it seriously.

"I have always promised a thousand gold."

Fu Xuan's gloomy eyes suddenly brightened a little, he boldly stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of Cui Yan's mouth, as a reward for the man to take him to the world.

He added slyly: "Kissing is not considered intercourse."

Kissing a man feels like getting an electric shock, the lips are numb, it's like a lively little white rabbit in my arms, and my heart is trembling violently.

But the man kept his promise, and if he said that he would not touch himself, he would not soften his heart. If he did it too presumptuously, he would be the one who felt uncomfortable waiting.

Afraid of getting burned, he thought he would get some cheap money and take it as soon as it was good, but the silver thread was not completely broken, and Cui Yan pulled it into his arms again.

I only heard the man say despicably: "If that's the case, let's kiss a little longer."

Fu Xuan never imagined that someone could kiss for more than a quarter of an hour.

In the end, his mouth was numb and his legs were limp, so he simply sat on the man's lap with red ears.

"No Cui Lang..." His eyes were blurred, his voice was delicate, and there was a hint of love on his face.

But the man really said the same thing, and said that different rooms are really different rooms, so he was completely abandoned when he was hugged to the bed.

Fu Xuan had no choice but to hold back, and only closed his eyes in embarrassment at five o'clock.

The next morning.

"Morning, Cui Lang." Fu Xuan stretched his waist, his eyes were covered with a layer of light black.

Cui Yan has already changed into the attire for going to the world. The material of the clothes is the most common cheap brocade in the world, but it somewhat conceals his extraordinary spirit.

A set of clothes of the same color was placed on the sandalwood chair, which must have been prepared for him.

Cui Yan's face was serious and serious: "You and I will use our bodies this time to go to the human world. Ordinary people are prone to sadness, worry and fear, so you can't play around."

Fu Xuan put on his clothes neatly, "Understood, Cui Lang, I will be obedient."

Cui Yan responded lightly, took off the jade pendant around his waist, and handed it to Fu Xuan, "I may encounter danger on the road, and I can't always be considerate to you. Wearing this may be able to avoid disasters." .”

He took the heavy jade pendant and carefully looked it back and forth a few times. The wild geese engraved on it were exquisitely carved, and the jade was warm and clear.

This kind of jade material is definitely not blessed to see it in the world, it must be a rare treasure.

Fu Xuan was flattered, put the jade pendant on happily, and said bluntly, "Cui Lang treats me so well."