Envy

After a trip down the mountain, Yan Zhaohan's body was sweating and a little sticky.After returning to Mu Su, he went straight back to the house to take a shower after dinner.

He walked a lot today, and he was a little tired. He stayed in the pool until the hot water became warm, and then slowly climbed out.

The pool was built by Meng Tou himself.He felt that Yan Zhaohan was obsessed with cleanliness and would not be willing to squeeze into the bathroom with others, so he allocated a piece of land in the room and spent half a month building a pool.

In previous summers, they spent their summers in bamboo buildings in the mountains.There are springs in the mountains, so there is no need for ponds.Meng Tou didn't come back this summer, and Yan Zhaohan didn't take Shizhou to the bamboo building alone.

Yan Zhaohan got out of the bath, went down two steps, took off his thin coat from the bird-and-flower screen, and put it on his body.He brushed his wet black hair behind his back, and while wiping his hair with a dry towel, he walked outside the screen.Water drops kept falling down the slender legs.

He realized that he had taken the wrong coat, which was too loose, it should belong to Meng Tou.He walked towards the wooden cabinet next to the bed, trying to take out his coat.

Before his hand touched the iron ring on the cabinet door, someone tapped his acupuncture points from behind him.

Yan Zhaohan's heart tightened, this person had deep inner strength, he did not hear the footsteps of this person entering the door.He was too careless.He heard a slight sound just now, and thought it was the wind blowing the door open a crack.He didn't care.This is Meng Tou's other courtyard, and no one else will come easily.When the disciples came, they just stood outside respectfully, waiting for orders.

"Who are you?" His acupuncture points were pressed and he couldn't move, but he was still able to speak.

The man didn't respond.

Yan Zhaohan heard the sound of the clothes being torn, and the next moment, his eyes were covered by a piece of cloth.The man tied the cloth strips behind his head, clasped his waist with his palms, and was breathing a little short of breath.

The water stains on Yan Zhaohan's body were still wet, and the thin shirt was soaked, and it stuck to his body, revealing a large area of ​​delicate reddish skin.The water drops were still sliding down the soft neck into the skirt of the clothes, the man kissed his neck, sucked off the water beads, opened the thin shirt with one hand, and groped his lower abdomen with calloused fingers.

The man leaned over, turned his head slightly away, and kissed his lips, with the lips and teeth intertwined, the hand resting on his belly reached down.Yan Zhaohan resisted instinctively, but he couldn't move his body, so he could only let others pinch and play with him a few times.In a daze, a tiny pill was sent into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth.

"What did you feed me?"

The man kissed the mole on the bottom of his eye.Even through layers of clothing, he could feel what was behind him.The man stroked his somewhat sensitive and flushed body, his voice hoarse and low: "The medicine that makes you happy."

The voice was a little strange, but also a little familiar.

The man rubbed his buttocks, smiled lowly and whispered something in his ear, wrapping his earlobe in his mouth.

He lowered his head to kiss the thin red lips, trying to pry open the teeth, but was bitten on his lips.The man touched his broken lips and smiled instead of anger: "You'd better obediently agree, Yan Shaojun. Few people come here. If you and I don't tell, no one will know."

The man picked him up by the waist and walked towards the square table in the room. With a flick of his sleeves, he swept away all the teapots and cups on the table.Porcelain shattered to the ground.The man put him on the square table, left for a while, locked the door, and lit incense in the room.

Light up the fragrance in summer.

I ordered aphrodisiac incense.

He could think of this, and his sanity was still a little clear, but it soon became blurred.The effect of the medicine took place in his body.He could feel the changes in his body, every part was hot.He was blindfolded and couldn't see anything, he could only hear the sound of the man approaching, and he had nowhere to escape.

The man pushed him onto the table, bent his legs, and folded them upwards.The man stood in front of him and searched for a while, as if he was taking off his clothes. After the sound, the man held his wet long white legs and pulled him closer.

The man caressed his body, buried his head between his legs.His consciousness was completely blurred, and he was powerless to resist anything.The man said some obscene words and praised his body.When the foreign object entered, he trembled all over.

The man rammed against his body, kneading the red cherry on his chest with his fingers from time to time.The table was pulled back by the violent swing and made an unpleasant tearing sound.The man spoke obscenities, which stimulated the defenses of his body and heart.

"Besides Meng Tou, have you ever been touched by anyone else?"

Yan Zhaohan was silent, but hummed out of being contradicted.

The man lowered his head and licked the bright red on both sides until they became red and swollen, and then he sighed contentedly.

The man's heavy breathing disturbed his sanity, his clenched lips were slightly loosened, and a low moan escaped.

The man laughed softly, and untied his acupuncture points.Yan Zhaohan couldn't move his true energy, but he could move, but his whole body was weak, and he slumped on the table and let others manipulate him.

The man hooked his legs around his waist and hugged him.Worried about falling, Yan Zhaohan put his legs around his waist subconsciously.The wet water and sweat on his body were mixed together.The only thin shirt that had not been removed was worn loosely on him, with half of his shoulders exposed.

When the man kissed him, he didn't refuse.

Yan Zhaohan's gaze had long been blurred, his whole body was flushed red, and his shaded eyes glowed with affection.The man kissed loudly, sucking red marks on his neck, opened the white buttocks with both hands, and pushed his lower body in again.

Yan Zhaohan wrapped his arms around his neck, frowned and gasped in his ear.

The man said with a deep smile: "I heard that the head of Meng has a precious treasure who is not willing to let others look at him on weekdays. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation. Shaojun's complexion is unparalleled in the world."

The cloth strips covering Yan Zhaohan's eyes were loose and seemed about to fall down.Yan Zhaohan groped his face with his fingers, then lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Yan Zhaohan said, "You are the only one who likes to talk poorly."

He took off the cloth covering his eyes, and when he saw the man, it was indeed Meng Tou.

"I knew I couldn't fool you." Meng Tou leaned closer to him, and asked softly with peach blossom eyes, "Did I hurt you?"

He shook his head, pressed against Meng Tou's forehead, gently pressed Meng Tou's red lips, and gasped, "Husband, hurry up..."

Meng Tou loves to mess around.The medicine and the aphrodisiac were added together, narrowly surpassing the tide of passion back then.

Yan Zhaohan has long since stopped practicing "Heavenly Harmony" and no longer has to endure the tide of emotion. Last winter, the color of his pupils faded from ice blue to jet black.Meng Tou kissed his eyes and said, "I still like you when you are in love."

Yan Zhaohan's legs were still hooked around Meng Tuo's thin waist, fearing that he would fall, so he tightened his grip, and asked lazily, "What about now, don't you love now?"

Meng Tou held him firmly in his arms, and said aggrievedly: "You are too cold. You are not seductive at all. You have forgotten how you seduced me in the dream."

Yan Zhaohan's arms became sore and limp, and he couldn't hold him anymore.

Meng Tou carefully put the sweaty Yan Zhaohan down and let him lie down on the table.Meng Tou pressed his fingers on the snow-white arm, rubbed his fingertips on his elbow, and pushed his lower body into the acupuncture point.He brushed away the messy black hair on Yan Zhaohan's back, pinched his slender waist, straightened it, and lowered his head to leave marks on the white back.

When he was about to leave at last, Yan Zhaohan, who was exhausted to the extreme, grabbed his arm with his backhand and whispered to stay inside.The turbid liquid was shot in his back hole.

Yan Zhaohan leaned on his arms and panted for a long time before supporting himself to sit up from the table, put on the crumpled clothes, and tied the knot.Meng Tou really loved his appearance so much that he lowered his head to kiss his smooth forehead.

Meng Tou asked, "Do you miss me these days when I'm not here?"

"There's something to miss."

Yan Zhaohan got off the table, wanting to take a shower again.His legs were a little weak, and the muddy fluid slid down the inside of his thighs.He just wanted to clean himself up quickly.

"Really don't want to?"

Yan Zhaohan gave a soft "um" and walked towards the bathtub.

Meng Tou put on his clothes, followed him to the back of the screen, and watched him hang the clothes on the hanger and immerse them in the cold water.

Meng Tou leaned on the screen and said, "Young Master Yan, can you explain why you went to Qinyue Building during the day?"

Yan Zhaohan looked up at him: "Who said that?"

"My apprentice said it." Meng Tou said, "I saw him look weird when I came back, so I forced him to say it."

Meng Tou sat by the pool, and said to Yan Zhaohan, "Just tell me what you did in Qinyue Tower, I won't be angry."

Yan Zhaohan took a bath on his own, ignoring him.

Meng Tou lifted his wet chin, forced him to look at him, and said plaintively, "Young Master Hui, you can't let me down. What did you do there?"

Yan Zhaohan looked at him quietly, and said, "I'm going to ask for some skills."

"Looking for...teaching skills?" Meng Tou didn't realize it for a long time.

Yan Zhaohan held Meng Tou's hand instead, sucked Meng Tou's fingers, and licked his finger pulp with the tip of his tongue.Meng Tou blushed unconsciously, and Yan Zhaohan raised his eyes to look at him.

Meng Tou thought, it's terrible, this is a seductive goblin.

Meng Tou just couldn't stand his teasing, and he didn't care that it was almost time for dinner, so he wiped off the clothes he just put on and soaked them in cold water.Meng Tou went to kiss him while beckoning, and pressed him against the edge of the pool, regardless of Yan Zhaohan's willingness, he picked him up in the water.

Yan Zhaohan half pushed and half complied.

He knelt in the pool, Meng Tou held his waist, and poured water into the hole.Yan Zhaohan yelled "Third Brother" and "Husband" for a while, which made Meng Tou happy, and finally panted and said in a soft voice: "Husband, the new master of Zongyang Gate is here at Mu Mi, and he has something to ask for. You want to use Mu Su's power to gain a foothold in Jingping."

Meng Tou was dissatisfied that he brought up such a thing when he was happy, so he bit his neck, "So?"

Yan Zhaohan put his arms around his neck, took his hand and let him swim on his body, and said softly: "I guess the third brother doesn't want to, because the third brother doesn't want to get too involved in Jingping's affairs. Stand on your feet, don't get involved in these things too much."

"But I hope that the third brother will agree to this matter and sign a contract with the Zongyang sect master in private."

"What's the reason? Because you fell in love with that person right away, and you two had a good time talking?" Meng Tou seemed to have lost his temper, and took off Yan Zhaohan's arm, and made him lean on the edge of the pool by himself. By the pool.

Yan Zhaohan knelt beside Meng Tou, held his face in his hands, kissed his lips, and said, "With the help of Zongyang, the third brother can control Jingping and stabilize the situation."

As Yan Zhaohan said, he grasped his avatar with his hand in the water, and stroked it gently.Meng Tou propped his arms on the edge of the pool, agreeing, and listening to him speak softly.

After a long time, Meng Tuo, who gradually calmed down his breathing, said, "How do you know that Jingping can be stabilized by relying on the Zong Yang."

Yan Zhaohan smiled gently, raised his wet eyes, lifted his body, parted his thin white legs, put his hands on his shoulders, slowly lowered his body, and sat on his waist, "Every school in Huainan dare not offend you!" Mu Mu. They don't have that ability yet."

He supported the avatar into the back hole, knelt down in the pool, and fell on Meng Tou's body.

"They don't dare to offend my husband." Yan Zhaohan let Mengto hold his waist and straightened up, "Third brother just needs to mention the two sect masters a little bit, and give it to the one...to make third brother jealous The person in charge reminded me that Huainan will be stable."

Yan Zhaohan kissed his brow and eyes, and asked, "Is my third brother still jealous now?"

"You are very thoughtful." Meng Tou, who was pretending to be angry just now, pinched his face and said, "You should remember, if you get so close to these sect masters next time, I will never forgive you."

……

Meng Tou and Qi Li had finished chatting about Jingping, and it was raining when they came out.Meng Tou asked his disciples to take the only umbrella and send Qi Li back first.

Qi Li was thinking about being humble, when he saw a man in white with an oil-paper umbrella walking through the rain.The man stood still under the lantern on the eaves, and it was only then that Qi Li realized that it was Yan Shaojun.

Meng Tou suppressed the rising smile at the corner of his mouth, coughed feignedly, and said to Yan Zhaohan pretending to be serious: "Didn't I tell you not to come to see me at night? Why don't you just say no?"

After speaking, Meng Tou went down the steps and walked towards Yan Zhaohan.Yan Zhaohan raised the umbrella higher and asked Meng Tou to stand beside him.

Meng Tou held Yan Zhaohan's shoulders, and said to Qi Li, "This is my wife, Yan Zhaohan. You must have known each other. Let's not be polite."

Meng Tou bowed his head and whispered something in Yan Zhaohan's ear, which made Yan Zhaohan laugh too.Meng Tou took the umbrella, raised his head and said to the dumbfounded Qi Li: "Master Qi, shall we go first?"