Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

When Murong Chong woke up the next day, Fu Jian was no longer there, and there was no trace of his presence in the house. If someone hadn't reported that the king was coming for lunch, he would have suspected it was a dream.

The dream was so unreal that what he had been expecting to happen never happened.Although he had been mentally preparing himself for the past half month, he was still afraid when Fu Jian really touched him.He was afraid that if Fu Jian found out, all his pretense would be in vain.

Because in this imperial palace, he has nothing, and the only person who can use him has to make such a big sacrifice. Anyway, it has already happened once. If this is the case, use this as the price to get what you want. .

Murong Chong cheered up and sat at the table, quietly waiting for Fu Jian's arrival.

As if it was almost the next winter, Murong Chong finally heard the sound of an announcement from outside, followed by Fu Jian's steady and powerful footsteps.Murong Chong stood up slowly and saluted.

"Excuse me." Fu Jian looked down at him with a smile, and said, "I have only been away for a morning, what happened? I seem to be in much better spirits."

Murong Chong didn't answer, and Fu Jian didn't wait for him to answer, so he took his hand and took him to the table and sat down next to him, holding his hand in his palm all the time.

As soon as they were seated, the maids of honor came in one file after another carrying trays.Fu Jian has always been diligent and thrifty in governing the country, and his food has never been much better than that of ordinary wealthy people. It is the first time that Murong has been so wasteful since he rushed into the palace for a month.Can't help but ask: "This is your majesty?"

"I heard from them that you have been sad every day for half a month, and you don't think about food and drink. I saw that your body has indeed lost a lot of weight. You need to make up for it. From now on, your diet should follow this standard." Jian lightly stroked the back of Murong Chong's hand, fixed his eyes on him and did not allow him to avoid him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You've lost sight of me." Fu Jian stared straight at him, seeing that he lowered his head, one side of his side face was covered by his broken hair, and the other side that was not covered was quietly turning red. , and down is his jade-like neck, which is half-hidden under the hair, exuding a fatal temptation.

Murong Chong raised his head slowly, and before he could meet Fu Jian's eyes, he caught his mouth. At first, Fu Jian just sucked his lips lightly, and then impatiently inserted into his mouth.Murong Chong forgot to react for a moment, and stayed there numbly.

After a while, Fu Jian let go of him, with hazy affection in his eyes, and pressed his forehead against his, and said, "Aren't you going to give me some reaction?"

Murong Chong's face quickly turned red again, he turned his head and said, "I won't."

Looking at his cute appearance, Fu Jian laughed out loud, grabbed him in his arms, and said softly: "It's okay, I have plenty of time today, so I will teach you well." After finishing speaking, he held him in his arms. Murong Chong stood up and went to the inner room.

Putting Murong Chong on the bed, Fu Jian leaned over and pressed him down, and said, "Tell me, where do you want me to start teaching?"

Fu Jian waited quietly for his answer, and unhurriedly untied his belt.

Murong Chong clenched and loosened the hand placed by his side, hesitating for a long time before slowly speaking: "I listen to the king."

Following Murong Chong's answer, his skin immediately touched the cold air and Fu Jian's slightly hot palm, and he couldn't help shivering.Feeling his slight trembling, Fu Jian began to kiss down bit by bit from the jade neck he had longed for just now, and Murong Chong's body trembled more and more under his lips.

A soft hum came out of Murong Chong's mouth, Fu Jian couldn't hold back anymore and turned him over.Murong Chong only felt that he had put something on his bottom, that thing was cold, but it made him feel hot and weak all over, and made a sound that he was not ashamed of.

Fu Jian waited for him to get ready before stepping forward, not daring to be too sudden for fear of hurting him again.But he was too young, and it took a long time to get in one end. Fu Jian was almost sweating, but he could hear Murong Chong's painful groan when he exerted a little force.

There was still no progress for a long time, Fu Jian added more medicine, and when the medicine took effect, he kissed Murong Chong's back to comfort him, while pushing hard to the end.

"Your Majesty!" Murong Chong cried out in pain and the sudden tightness almost made Fu Jian spit out.

The food outside was already cold, but the people inside were still sleeping soundly. Fu Jian's face was still full of emotion, he propped his head with his right hand and looked at Murong Chong's sleeping profile, while his left hand walked gently on his body, My heart is still reminiscing about the beauty just now.

The way he is asleep is Fu Jian's favorite, only at this time he is defenseless against himself, and he can let himself watch and appreciate quietly.He still hasn't let go of his hatred for himself, Fu Jian is sure of this, whether he should be lamenting that he is too young to know how to pretend, or whether he should blame himself for seeing him too clearly.But it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't resist himself, Fu Jian believes that one day he will still smile at him willingly.

Brushing the corner of his lips with his left hand, Fu Jian sighed softly: "Murong Chong, do you know that you have never smiled at me before."