Dragon King relies on green tea

"My master..." Seeing Zisang Yanshu like this, Miaomiao was so angry that she wanted to pounce on Ye Junche and tear Ye Junche up.

As soon as Jing Qian saw that Miao Miao was impulsive, he immediately reached out and hugged Miao Miao into his arms, persuading: "Little rabbit, don't be impulsive, if you touch Jun Che, see if your master will beat you back to your original shape. "

Miao Miao also saw Zi Sang Yanshu hiding behind Ye Junche, grabbing Ye Junche's clothes, although the timid and ignorant Zi Sang Yanshu was unfamiliar to her, she could tell that even Zi Sang Yanshu Still trusting and relying on Ye Junche, if she really touches Ye Junche, instead of using Zisang Yanshu to restore her memory, the current Zisang Yanshu can tear her apart.

After thinking about it, Miaomiao still didn't dare to make a move, so she could only stare at Ye Junche bitterly: "I've been with the master for hundreds of years, and since he met you, he has never had a good time. You just wanted him when you first saw you." Cut off a piece of keel, and later let him break the barrier of Yicheng to suffer backlash, and then pull out the scales, let blood to heal your wounds, and now it is still like this, can't you let the master be well?"

"Yes..." Ye Junche had no way to refute. He took Zisang Yanshu's hand that was holding his clothes tightly, and said, "I owed everything to Yanshu in the past. From now on, I will take good care of you." Treat him, don't worry, I will protect your master, as long as I am still alive, he will not be hurt again."

"Master..." Miaomiao looked at Zisang Yanshu eagerly, but Zisang Yanshu didn't know her at this time, avoiding her eyes, and said to Ye Junche, "Can I not be here?"

"Okay." Ye Junche comforted gently, and said to Miao Miao: "He doesn't want to stay here now, I will bring him to my residence for now, and when he gets familiar with him, he may come back to live."

Ye Xingyue respected Zisang Yanshu the most, but he was shocked when he saw Zisang Yanshu's childlike appearance.

Let Ye Junche explain again, even if he explained, Ye Xingyue couldn't accept it for a while.

Zisang Yanshu stayed in the Hou's mansion, but he was still only clinging to Ye Junche.

When he was in the inn, Ye Junche stayed by the bed at night, but after arriving at the Hou Mansion, the servants in the mansion arranged a separate room for him, which made Zi Sang Yanshu very uncomfortable.

The two rooms were separated by a wall, and Zi Sang Yanshu himself was very uncomfortable in the room, so he kept knocking on the wall, and the sound naturally alarmed Ye Junche who was in the other room.

Hearing the sound, Ye Junche came to the kitchen with desserts, and before he reached the door, Zi Sang Yanshu opened the door by himself. Looking at him eagerly: "I knew you would come."

Ye Junche held the dessert and asked, "Are you hungry or hungry?"

It is true that Zisang Yanshu likes desserts, but at this time he doesn't even look at desserts, with an aggrieved face: "You leave me here when you come back, it's better to stay in the inn."

It turned out that one person was not used to sleeping at night, so Ye Junche put the cakes on the table, lit the incense of Shaoqin in the room, sat by the bed, and said, "I'll just sit here with you, can I rest now? "

"Uh-huh."

With Ye Junche by his side, Zi Sang Yanshu lay down with peace of mind, but he lay his head on Ye Junche's lap again.

This time Ye Junche's body froze, Ye Junche looked at him with bright eyes and said proudly: "You won't be afraid that you will run away after I fall asleep."

"Okay." Ye Junche lowered his head and looked at him full of doting, but he never thought that he would act like this. Apart from joy, he was also a little flustered.

It's too close, the distance between them is too close, it always reminds him that they have done more intimate things before, they used to sleep in each other's embrace, did more intimate things, and had more intimate actions.

As it is now, there is always some uncontrollable restlessness in my heart, thinking about hugging that cold and soft body again, hugging it in my arms, again...

"no!"

At the critical moment, Ye Junche immediately interrupted the absurd thoughts in his mind.

It's already very good to be like this now, they're already very close, he's already very dependent on him, he's right beside him, so it's already very good, and we can't expect too much.

With the familiar scent and temperature, Zi Sang Yanshu soon felt drowsy. He leaned against Ye Junche's leg, and his breathing gradually became even and long. He must have fallen asleep.

Zi Sang Yanshu, who thought he was asleep, tugged at Ye Junche's robe at this time. Ye Junche lowered his head, saw Zi Sang Yanshu looking at him with sleepy eyes, and muttered: " It’s uncomfortable to lie down like this.”

Ye Junche only thought that his neck was tired, so he put a pillow on him, squatted on the side of the bed and stretched out his hand to him, and whispered: "Then you hold my hand, so I can't run away."

However, Zi Sang Yanshu moved inside, leaving a large space, and winked at Ye Junche: "Lie next to me and hug you, you will be warm."

He still can't stand Zisang Yanshu just lying on his lap, if he hugs him, how can he bear it?

"No." Ye Junche resolutely refused, if he really lay down, he didn't know what he would do.

But just as he refused, Zisang Yanshu was already looking at him with pale blue resentful eyes, pursing his lips, as if his eyes were ready to shed tears the next moment.

"Ache..."

"Ache..."

"Ache..."

Zisang Yanshu pulled his sleeve robe, pulled it again and again, softly coquettishly, looked at him with misty eyes full of grievances, how could Ye Junche bear it, he could only Lie down stiffly on the bed.

In the next moment, Sang Yanshu immediately wrapped his hands and feet around him, got into his arms, kept rubbing against him to find the most comfortable place to lean against, and was overjoyed: "Ah Che is so warm, I really like Ah Che."

Zisang Yanshu was so happy that Ye Junche was itchy all over his body, even his heart was itchy, so he could only hold him in his arms with both hands, and his voice was hoarse: "Yanshu, don't you?" If you move around, if you recruit me again, I will..."

The ignorant Zi Sang Yanshu obviously didn't understand what he meant, but found it amusing instead, the more Ye Junche pressed him, he wanted to continue to rub his head against Ye Junche's chest, his soft silver hair was completely spread on his chest Before, the trouble made him itchy.

"If you want to move around, what can you do?"

Zi Sang Yanshu was playing vigorously, and his whole body was completely pressed against Ye Junche's body. He even lifted up a strand of silver hair and brushed the light blue hair tail on Ye Junche's face and neck. The red face, and the hot body can be clearly felt through the clothes of the two of them, he thinks it is more fun and interesting.

"Words!"

Unable to bear being teased, Ye Junche couldn't help turning over and pressing Zi Sang Yanshu under her body, her eyes were burning and she kissed Zi Sang Yanshu's ruddy and cold lips fiercely.

For a while, Zi Sang Yanshu even forgot how to think. He only felt that the person covering him was so hot, and his breath was so hot. It was a strange feeling, as if all the senses in his body had disappeared, leaving only this scorching body. kiss.

It wasn't until Zi Sang Yanshu's body softened like a puddle of water that Ye Junche ended this aggressive kiss, which was completely opposite to his usual gentleness.

The heat in his body didn't go away at all, but when he let go, he saw mist in Zisang Yanshu's eyes, thinking that he had frightened him, he quickly let go of him, and explained: "Did I frighten you? I... I'm an asshole." , don't be angry, okay?"

Zisang Yanshu didn't speak, Ye Junche really panicked, he woke up completely like ice and snow, and suddenly he didn't even know how to put his hands and feet.

Zi Sang Yanshu, who had recovered, stared blankly at Ye Junche. The strange feeling made him no longer dare to move, but he licked the corners of his lips, as if Ye Junche's breath still remained.

There was a commotion just now, and just now a little bit of heat faded away, but a small move by Zi Sang Yanshu easily aroused the heat again.

Not wanting to lose control again, Ye Junche endured the heat, stretched out his hand to wrap his messy silver hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Shu, don't recruit me again, I'm really afraid that I can't help it and eat you. "

Now Sang Yanshu didn't dare to move around, but still slipped into Ye Junche's arms, clung to his hot body, and said softly, "I won't move around, and you are not allowed to run away while I'm asleep." Lose."

After calming down, Ye Junche held Zisang Yanshu in his arms, and he couldn't fall asleep at all under such circumstances.

And Zisang Yanshu put one hand on Ye Junche's waist. He is a god, even if he doesn't need to rest every day, he doesn't feel sleepy at all, let alone at this time, he just feels that Ye Junche's body is very It's warm and very comfortable to hold.

Even with his eyes closed, Ye Junche could still feel that Zi Sang Yanshu was always opening his eyes and secretly peeping at him. Even if Ye Junche knew it, he pretended to be asleep and didn't know anything.

He didn't dare to open his eyes at all, he didn't know what he would see, maybe it was a scene he couldn't control after seeing it.

Until the person in his arms moved restlessly, lying on his body again, and a cold, soft kiss with a hint of Shaoqin fragrance fell on his lips, Ye Junche suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body stiffened.

Zi Sang Yanshu's face was infinitely enlarged in front of his eyes, and he was clumsily closing his eyes and kissing himself just like he did just now.

This guy seems to be addicted to playing. He kissed and let go, and then touched him lightly. Ye Junche wanted to push him away, but in the end he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Zi Sang Yanshu's waist. With his head clasped, he rolled over and pressed it against his body to deepen this provocative kiss.

After feeling that the person under him softened again, Ye Junche let him go, but they were only slightly separated, and breaths still intersected between his words, he didn't want to let go at all.

"Yanshu, stop making trouble, okay?"

Zi Sang Yanshu blinked his eyes, his light blue eyes filled with mist like spring water, the mole of blood and tears under the corner of his eyes was particularly eye-catching, and his body was as soft as a cotton ball, Ye Junche could see that Wanted to swallow him whole.

He was already trying his best to suppress his hotness, but Zi Sang Yanshu seemed to have no idea what he meant, instead he rubbed his rosy lips with his cold fingertips, and smiled happily: "Ah Che's lips are too. Soft and warm."