The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

At sunset, Su Ziqing woke up from the coma, and found that the man was already dressed and lying on his side, looking at him with his head propped up. Seeing him open his eyes, the other party's long and narrow pupils were bent down, "Wake up!" ?”

I remembered that I kept yelling not to, but this man wanted again and again like a beast, especially those gloomy and terrifying black eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, as if trying to break him, until he became incontinent. I couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

No matter what he did before, he was extremely gentle, but he never had the feeling of being raped by the other party's hot lips and crazily possessing him without any privacy, and now Su Ziqing still has a faint palpitation and fear in his heart.

Su Ziqing bit her lip, feeling a little wronged for no reason, and turned around not to look at him.

"What?" Yu Wenfei leaned over to look at him, tugging at his loose long hair, "Are you just playing with your temper?"

However, I don't know if I am too familiar with the other person's body temperature, that kind of heat makes Su Ziqing's body tremble slightly.

"Huh? Is my Ziqing still not satisfied?" Yu Wenfei obviously felt his reaction, and smiled softly, biting his cold earlobe.

A shock caused Su Ziqing to push him away and sit up until he retreated to the corner and stared at him defensively with his eyes wide open, but because the foot bells on his ankles were not taken off, they rang lightly and messily.

Hearing this voice, the scene of Meng Lang's peak just now flashed through his mind, Su Ziqing's face changed, and he was about to reach out to pick it off, but Yu Wenfei grabbed his wrist and said in a low voice, "Don't pick it up!"

Su Ziqing was not willing to give in, and stretched out his other hand to pull. How could his delicate skin bear such a pull, and it quickly turned red.

"Okay, okay, don't wear it or not." Yu Wenfei finally understood that he was really angry, and coaxed him to untie it, "I don't want it for my husband, come here and let me hug you."

Su Ziqing wrapped herself in a quilt and shook her head, saying that she didn't want to go there.

"..." Although Yu Wenfei didn't read much, he knew what it meant to be self-inflicted, so he immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "It's my fault, I shouldn't force you."

However, Su Ziqing still huddled there motionless, especially when there was an unspeakable tingling sensation behind him.

The two remained in a stalemate for a while, Yu Wenfei couldn't help but quickly rushed over to hug him, but Su Ziqing struggled desperately as if in shock, Yuwen was afraid that he would hit him, so he hugged his arms tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me Wrong, I shouldn't want you like that regardless of your wishes, Ziqing forgive me, please."

Su Ziqing's eyes became hot, she bit her lower lip and turned her head away.

"I promise I won't do this next time." Seeing the tears in the corners of his eyes glistening, Yu Wenfei knew that he had indeed gone too far. He licked away his tears and raised his three fingers to the sky, "If you do it again in the future, I, Yu Wenfei, will be bombarded by the five thunders, so death is not a pity!"

"Don't say hell..." Su Ziqing anxiously covered his lips, but only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his throat hurt badly.

Yu Wenfei grabbed his hand and kissed his palm, "I knew Ziqing wouldn't be angry with me."

"You know why I am like this." Su Ziqing thought that he wanted to tease him again, so he withdrew his hand again.

But the other party buried his head in his neck, with a gleam of sharpness in his half-closed eyes, he said domineeringly, "Don't Ziqing understand my feelings for you? No one can touch you except me. Except me, you Don't touch anyone else either!"

Su Ziqing was so startled by his strong possessiveness that he was speechless, and after a while he murmured, "You are obviously a strong man..."

"I know, but I can't control myself, Ziqing, you are the first person to make me like this." Yu Wenfei stared obsessively at the setting sun entering the room and lightly shining on his profile, and with his fingertips Sliding across his cheek, "I wish I could lock you up in a courtyard, make love with me day and night, and I can only think about me."

"..." Su Ziqing looked back at him with incredulous eyes, wondering if he was startled.

"I just want to tell you that I want you to understand that my feelings for you are becoming more and more out of control. Are you afraid?"

At this moment, Su Ziqing didn't know how to answer him, so he was hugged even tighter by the man, "Even if I'm afraid, Ziqing is not allowed to leave me."

"General...how old are you..."

Yu Wenfei was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say, "Thirty and two, what?"

"You are like a child now..." Su Ziqing lowered his eyes and said with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's fine like anything, you absolutely don't want to leave my side." Yu Wenfei turned him around and met his eyes.

Su Ziqing sighed suddenly, stroked his mask, "I will not leave the general..."

Yu Wenfei pressed his hand and moved it to his mouth to kiss, "Is Ziqing not angry anymore?"

"What do you think?" Su Ziqing kept a stern face, and felt that it was too easy to forgive him, wouldn't it be another time.

"Why don't you learn to meow for your husband?" As he spoke, Yu Wenfei really touched the fake whiskers and cried out "meow meow".

"Pfft." Su Ziqing couldn't help laughing, and listened to the other party's meowing even more vigorously, reminding him with pursed lips, "General...you used to be my great general in Jin Dynasty."

"So what about the general, this is not allowed to have the pleasure of the boudoir?" Yu Wenfei moved his lips and couldn't agree with it at all, and continued, "Smile for a loving wife, and for a husband, you can learn to make money~ woof woof..."

"Who is your beloved wife?" Su Ziqing blushed and shot him a look, but was amused by him in the end.

"Whoever agrees will be the one." After finally coaxing Ziqing to be happy, Yu Wenfei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard his voice was very hoarse, he said softly, "There is someone on the table who I asked the shopkeeper to specially let me know." The lotus seed soup boiled in the kitchen, I'll get it for you to drink now."

"Yes." Su Ziqing nodded in response.

Yu Wenfei got up and went to the table, and when he scooped out a bowl from the stewing pot, he turned around and saw him frowning, feeling extremely uncomfortable sitting, so he asked, "Why, does it hurt a little? After you rest in bed, I'll go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment and come back."

Su Ziqing's waist was sore and uncomfortable, and when he thought about it, he became angry and raised his eyes to stare at the instigator, "If you don't want me to be angry, the general can't touch me again for ten days."

"What?" Yu Wenfei couldn't accept it, and discussed, "Three days."

"Ten days."

"Five days."

"Ten days."

"Eight days."

"Ten days."

"...Okay, ten days will be ten days..."