Qihuang

Wu Hai was very persistent, and Yan Liao was very disturbed.

Yan Liao looked at Wu Hai, and felt that it was as if God was playing a joke on him.

He came back to the old place after another life, and was taken to the place where he disappeared in the previous life by the person who killed him in the previous life, and was alone.Isn't this just a big joke?

Yan Liao frowned tightly, and the lip line was drawn together again.

Wu Hai smoothed Yan Liao's brows with his fingers, leaned over to pry open his tightly pursed lips, kissed them carefully, and waited patiently.

Yan Liao avoided Wu Hai's closeness, and said unnaturally: "The ministers always want to have an audience, why not go to the Golden Palace when the time comes?"

"He resisted going to the Golden Palace with me, and he would still think of that person when he saw me."

Wu Hai's eyes were dim, and he felt distressed and uncomfortable, but most of all he still wanted to wipe out the past.

Wu Hai said: "I built the Golden Palace into the same layout as the Mobei Palace, don't you want to go and see it?"

Yan Liao was stunned: "Why?"

Wu Hai smiled at him: "I think you will like it."

This smile is so beautiful, and the behavior of replacing the Golden Palace just because "I think you will like it" is really willful...

Yan Liao's chest was restless, and his heart beat endlessly.If it weren't for Wu Hai's eyes full of sincerity, he would almost think that Wu Hai knew something.

Under Wu Hai's expectant eyes, Yan Liao struggled for a while, and finally agreed: "Then let's take a look first."

"Okay." Wu Hai smiled and took Yan Liao's hand, one in front and one in back, leading Yan Liao through Xuanlong Zhumen and across the Jiuqu long bridge.

The two stepped on the white marble steps, and up to the towering and majestic Golden Palace.

Wu Hai's palms were clenched tighter and tighter, and he felt Yan Liao's restrained uneasiness, and his heart was suspended. He was even ready for Yan Liao to draw his sword at any time.

Pulling Yan Liao through the white marble, and to the high platform in front of the Golden Palace, Wu Hai turned his head to look at Yan Liao.Yan Liao drooped his eyelids, his face was a little pale, but he let himself be held quietly from the beginning to the end, but his always warm palms cooled down.

Wu Hai's heart ached as if being pricked by a needle, he squeezed Yan Liao's hand tightly, and persuaded himself to be tough, "It's fine to pass this hurdle."

Standing on the high platform, in front of the gate of the Golden Palace, Wu Hai hugged Yan Liao from behind, and whispered in his ear, "Look, Fengliu, you can see the Meridian Gate from here, and we are going all the way through the Meridian Gate. To the Golden Palace."

Looking down from a high position, you can see that there are many tall pavilions on both sides of the central axis.

"You put down the troubled times, you overthrew the tyranny, now everything is yours, the world is yours, Xian'an is yours, including..." As if bewitched, Wu Hai asked Yan Liao to follow his finger , let him look at the corners of Chuchun's palace, nibbled his earlobe and whispered in his ear: "Including me, it's also yours..."

Shen Yu hit each other, hit her heart, startled the birds in the sky to fly away.

Yan Liao's face turned red, and he closed his eyelids in embarrassment.This was noticed by Wu Hai, he let go of his embrace and took Yan Liao's hand, leading him into the golden palace.

The open door was slowly closed by Wu Hai, the hollowed-out golden door let in sunlight, Yan Liao's back was filled with light, and his face appeared a little dark and unclear.

Leaning on the door of the palace and looking forward, the magnificence of the golden palace is both strange and familiar.

It is unfamiliar because it is completely different from the Golden Palace in Xian'an back then; it is familiar because it is very similar to the Golden Palace in Mobei except for the different specifications.

Yan Liao felt warm in his heart, but it was still hard to imagine that Wu Hai actually replaced the Golden Palace...

Wu Hai looked at Yan Liao right and wrong, and seeing his complicated expression, pulled Yan Liao back to his thoughts and asked: "Following the old system of the homeland, I don't know if Feng Liu likes it?"

Naturally I like it.Love it in every sense.

Yan Liao showed his face to Wu Hai: "You have a heart, I just suddenly thought that I was home for a moment."

Wu Hai likes Yan Liao's smile like this, with gentle eyes, leaning on Jinmen and tilting his head to kiss Ze Yanliao's lips.

The light from the gap came in, and through the hollow door, it was warm and bright, with warmth, shining on the two people who were kissing together.

Wu Hai pressed against Yan Liao's lips, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and said to him hoarsely, "I want you."

Yan Liao was stunned.

Wu Hai touched Yan Liao's foreheads, and after rubbing against each other, he raised his head to look at him seriously, took his hand and put it on his heart, a heart jumped there, Wu Hai said again: "I want you, give me Am I okay?"

Yan Liao: "..."

Yan Liao blinked, and his heart trembled when Wu Hai's dark eyes couldn't see to the end.

Wu Hai looks beautiful and has a temperament like moonlight and dust, but at this time the sense of aggression is so strong that Yan Liao suddenly thinks of wolves hunting in the wilderness...

...In short, there is no answer... Yan Liao has no experience and is a little at a loss.

Wu Hai had no choice but to stop talking. He moved his thin lips to Yan Liao's brow and kissed Yan Liao's raised eye corner, lingering there.

This feeling of being kissed all the time is very strange, Yan Liao struggled weakly, pushed Wu Hai away and said, "Kiss down."

Qing Ang's voice was covered with sand and snow, scraping Wu Hai's blood all over his body, making Wu Hai boil.

Wu Hai smiled lowly, but he was obedient, and began to lightly peck Yan Liao's chin.

Kissed all over one face, but not on the lips, why...?Yan Liao was puzzled and felt dissatisfied, so he climbed onto Wu Hai's arm and took the initiative to seek his lips.

Wu Hai's lips are well-shaped, light in color, pollen red, and the lip line is thin, and it feels cool when kissed.Like Wu Hai, Yan Liao first traced the shape of his lips, and then slowly penetrated deeper, blending with his lips and tongue.

Wu Hai's breath became heavier, and he felt a little secretly happy, thinking that this is actually not too stupid, as long as he is stimulated a little, he can get the surprise he wants.

While continuing to kiss, Wu Hai's hand reached into Yan Liao's lapel.Yan Liao's face turned even redder, and he froze for a moment, trying to avoid such a touch.

But Wu Hai was disobedient at this moment, he pulled away Yan Liao's skirt, and peeled off the black dress until it fell to the crook of his arm.Yan Liao leaned against the palace door again, and Wu Hai flipped his clothes back in such a way that he accidentally had the illusion that his arms were bound by the clothes.

……

The light in Wu Hai's eyes turned into a palpitating color, and he said to Yan Liao, "What you said personally allows me to do whatever I want without looking at your eyes."

Yan Liao was speechless, wishing he could take back what he had said.

After Wu Hai finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the dragon chair that was isolated on the high platform three feet away from the golden brick.

Yan Liao followed Wu Hai's gaze, and also saw the open and resplendent dragon chair.

This made Yan Liao a little unbelievable, and his eyes widened: Could it be that he wants to go there?do this kind of thing?No way?

But then Wu Hai confirmed Yan Liao's guess. Wu Hai looked at the dragon chair with a hard look in his eyes, and said flatly, "I like it there."

Yan Liao: "???"

Yan Liao suddenly withdrew his gaze, tightly clutching Wu Hai's hand.

"No hurry, come and see me..." Wu Hai kissed Yan Liao again, but this time he led Yan Liao forward while kissing.

I don't know if the layout of the Golden Palace has changed too much, or the sex is too turbulent, and the unsteady and tangled restlessness is suppressed by the ups and downs of emotions. Yan Liao feels more of the pleasure/sensation that makes his scalp tingle.

Sparks flowed in the air, piled up layer upon layer, flocking to one place restlessly...

The distance from the palace gate to the dragon chair was about three zhang. Along the way, clothes fell and scattered, and when Yan Liao regained consciousness, his skin touched something cold and hard.After waking up from the emotional tide, Yan Liao realized that he was no longer/stretched/piece/stretch, and was pushed down on the dragon chair by Wu Hai after realizing it...

Yan Liao: "..."

The hot body touched the cold dragon chair, the ice and fire were heavy, and the pleasure/feeling piled up higher and higher. Yan Liao couldn't bear it anymore, trembling and wanting to seek release.

But Wu Hai refused to let him be released.

"Wu Hai—"

The corners of Yan Liao's eyes were all red, he looked up at Wu Hai, Wu Hai's clothes were messy but he was still well dressed, comparing the two, a huge sense of shame came to his heart.

"Let me take a good look at you." Wu Hai put his lips together and kissed him on his knee.

The knees moved back, the whole person was half lying down, the chest rose and fell...

……

"Do you like it?" A thin layer of sweat broke out on Wu Hai's forehead. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and when the porcelain bottle was opened, a scent of fragrance wafted into the air.Wu Hai frowned: "I can't help it..."

The slender fingers reached into the porcelain vase, and a layer of bright ointment came out.The ointment wrapped Yubai's fingers, it was indescribably obscene.

Seeing the sparkle on Wu Hai's fingers, Yan Liao felt a little bad. He looked puzzled, as if he had thought of something, but he was still a little uncertain. He just wanted to push Wu Hai away reflexively.

How could Wu Hai let Yan Liao refuse?

Yan Liao: "!!"

He shouted in surprise: "Wu Hai!!"

Wu Hai stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Liao's vitals, frowned and said comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, you will be defeated soon."

Yan Liao: "..."

Yan Liao finally realized what was wrong: Huh? ?how is this? ?

He couldn't bear to think about it.

……

The man is just at the age of youth and vigor, Xiao thought for a long time and finally got his reward, and he knows the taste.

The clouds are too bumpy, causing people to go up and down again and again, and they are forced to wander up and down in the world and on the clouds.

……

Wu Hai whispered: "I will never hurt you again in this life."

Yan Liao was ups and downs in the tide of emotion, but he didn't understand what Wu Hai was saying clearly, he just raised his eyelids to meet Wu Hai's gaze, and was stared dazedly by the emotion in Feng's eyes.

Wu Hai knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly said, "It was because I was young and ignorant that I dared to hurt you with a dagger."

Still miss this old wound?

Yan Liao shook his head lightly, lowered his eyes: "...I treated you badly before."

Wu Hai said: "Yeah, it's not just bad, it's simply inexplicable."

Yan Liao pursed her lips.

Wu Hai smiled: "So if you let me bully you back in the future, and the rest of your life will be equal to the past ten years, I will not be considered a loser."

Yan Liaofu looked up at him in shock again, what does it mean to be bullied back?Does it mean... is it like this now...?

Wu Hai gave the answer personally, and said ambiguously: "I like to bully you like this, and you like it too, just right."

Yan Liao's face was red, and smoke rose above his head.

But such gentle lingering soon dissatisfied Wu Hai.

Yan Liao yelled Wu Hai's name with a broken throat.

"Wu Hai...Wu Hai..."

One by one, Wu Hai loves to hear it very much.

"Fengliu only sees me now, so emotional, bear me, and call me."

"I want Fengliu to think of me every time he comes here and thinks of it again, and his mind is filled with the scenes of me wanting him so much..."

"No one can see him now except me. No one else can see him in this life, and in his last life... Heh, even more so in his last life!"

……

The dragon chair was in a mess, and clothes were scattered on the golden bricks in the main hall.

The smell that made people blush and heartbeat filled the tip of his nose, Wu Hai put his arms around Zhan Weiwei, and kissed him on the flushed face, feeling satisfied.

The author has something to say: @千度度长图. [!Sisters, keep a low profile, I'm cowardly. qwq]

Harmless (Satiated): "I'm a quick learner, and I'll be better next time."

Pigment (fried hair): "??? Who gave you the courage to make you think there is a next time??!"

——Later, on the dragon bed

Harmless: "Or?"

Pigment: "...less bullshit!" (Q Pan Q)