The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter 24

"So hot."

The skin exposed in the shirt was already pink, and Wen Yu murmured unconsciously, clinging tightly to the cold and firm body of the man, his head was still a little confused by the drug, but the breath at the tip of his nose made his body's reflexes condition Has recognized that the person holding him is trustworthy.

He rubbed his legs back and forth unconsciously, wanting to be even colder, he moved his lips to kiss indiscriminately, only seeking the most instinctive desire of his body at the moment.

Holding Wen Yu with one hand, Zhao Zheng was filled with a cold aura, with a dark face, looking indifferently at the person in his arms.

"Who am I?" Zhao Zheng spoke with a deep and hoarse voice, revealing that the situation was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Wen Yu put his hands around Zhao Zheng's neck softly, his whole body was like a pool of soft water, hanging on Zhao Zheng, his lower body twisted like a snake, he heard the words, he reacted for a while, raised his head, and the first thing that came into his eyes was a pair of lips , he leaned over and pressed his hot lips to the other's lips, because the other's lips were cold, he sighed comfortably, and slowly traced with the tip of his tongue, and said vaguely: "Uncle, it's my favorite Zhao Zheng."

The hands on the waist tightened a little, and Wen Yu and Zhao Zheng were tightly pressed together. Because Zhao Zheng's body temperature was cold, Wen Yu moaned comfortably, and touched Zhao Zheng's cheek with one hand. As in a dream, he couldn't tell whether it was reality or not, and said with a tearful tone of grievance: "But you don't want me anymore, you don't want me anymore..."

Rational and sober, but the body's desire-desire is getting more and more violent because of the drug, and the stagnation can't be vented, and the skin is getting redder and redder, the eyes are also watery, and the words are soft-greasy, even if they are not He intends to seduce, but this pair of clothes is half-revealed, and the seductive aura exuding from his whole body is also fatal.

"It's so hot and uncomfortable, Zhao Zheng, I'm uncomfortable, touch me." Wen Yu said sweetly, pressing her eager lips on Zhao Zheng's cheek, "Please."

Zhao Zheng cleared his throat, his voice was still low and hoarse, and said coldly, "Wen Yu, don't regret it, I won't make you think anymore." Cold, he opened his mouth slightly, and soon his body became hotter.

With a flat belly, the jeans have already been untied and half hung between the crotch, exposing the pure cotton white underwear tightly attached to it. Zhao Zheng stretched one hand down the loose jeans, and Wen Yu, who was in a state of enthusiasm, snorted comfortably. , whispered: "Uncle, it's so comfortable."

Zhao Zheng pressed Wen Yure's red earlobe, and said in a low voice: "There are more comfortable ones." He stretched his hands down, and his hands were wet, and traces could already be drawn through the pure cotton underwear, in a confused Wen Yu's image. He was poured over his head by a bucket of ice water, his body was still burning with desire-fire, but his mind was instantly awake, and his whole body froze.

"Don't!" Nervously and frightened, he looked up at Zhao Zheng, his eyes were wet with fear.

Zhao Zheng kissed Wen Yu's eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "Good boy, leave it to me."

The tense Wen Yu still couldn't relax, but Zhao Zheng's hands kept messing around, and he was both ashamed and comfortable when he was teased. It was like a flood when he was touched for the first time.

He was embarrassed by his shameless body, but soon his reason collapsed, and he believed in Zhao Zheng wholeheartedly.

.......

Wen Yu woke up in the afternoon of the second day. His throat was so dry. When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar decoration, he couldn't help sitting up, twitching his waist, gasping for breath with sore hiss, the quilt slipped off, and the skin in his eyes No one is good, red marks all over, showing the intensity of last night.

As memories came to mind, Wen Yu blushed first, then his face turned pale when he thought of something.

Looking for his clothes, his body was clean and fresh, and he couldn't help but think of being pressed in the bathtub, holding it hard, his crying voice became hoarse, begging for mercy, and finally together——

Wen Yu stopped remembering, put on his clothes, his feet just touched the ground, and almost fell to the floor when he was limp, he was embraced by Zhao Zheng who suddenly appeared, and he hugged him horizontally and put him on the peerless paulownia bed.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Zheng's voice was a little cold.

Wen Yu felt a pain in his heart when he heard Zhao Zheng's tone, but he would get stubborn, so he pretended not to care and said, "Go to the airport."

"Don't leave." Zhao Zheng sat by the bed, saw Wen Yu lowered his head, reached out to touch Wen Yu's cheek, and said, "Do you still remember what I said last night?"

Wen Yu looked up, Zhao Zheng talked too much last night, he couldn't remember what he said.

"I gave you time to think about leaving, and I won't let you go this time." Zhao Zheng said domineeringly.

Wen Yu retorted, very angry, "Obviously you don't want me anymore, what are you thinking about, you found your son, I am nothing." After speaking, there was grievance in his tone.

Zhao Zheng smiled, and Wen Yu became even more angry, and propped himself up to get down on the bed. He wanted to stay away from here, wouldn't it be possible to humiliate Zhao Zheng by staying here?

"You think I'm humiliating you?" Zhao Zheng's voice was a little angry.

"Isn't it?" Wen Yu said loudly: "Don't think that if you fall in love with me and know my secret, I will listen to you—"

"Wen Yu." Zhao Zheng interrupted Wen Yu in a cold voice, staring at Wen Yu coldly, "Don't lose your temper and make me angry."

Wen Yu thought to himself that he was capable of angering Zhao Zheng. Thinking of this, he felt pitiful again. He raised his head and looked over, pretending to be calm and said: "I am no longer your son, it is out of your control if I leave now." Before he could finish his sentence, his body twitched for a while, and he lay on Zhao Zheng's knee, his buttocks pouted, and Zhao Zheng slapped him twice.

I just worked it out yesterday, even though Zhao Zheng didn’t hit hard, but Wen Yu was beaten, pain is part of it, but more of it is shame, he is such an adult, and he was spanked by Zhao Zheng, it’s too much up!

So he shouted angrily: "Zhao Zheng, don't go too far."

"What's your name?" Zhao Zheng called again.

Wen Yu was angry and ashamed, his face flushed, and finally he couldn't bear it, and whispered: "Uncle, don't hit me."

Only then did Zhao Zheng let go, and he hugged Wen Yu in his arms and smoothed his hair, with a gentle tone, stroking the curly hair on Wen Yu's head, "You deliberately made me angry, have you lost your temper?" He smiled, and said, "Remember that night on New Year's Eve, did you drink too much?"

Wen Yu didn't know why Zhao Zheng mentioned this again, so he nodded. His beer volume was okay, but red wine and white wine were not good, not to mention the fruit wine that Zhao Zheng took that night. The son is so big, I don't know how long it has been brewed - suddenly, thinking of a possibility, he stammered: "No, it can't be the wine of Qin Chaoshi?"

"Yes and no." Zhao Zheng had a headache, and the child still wanted to get it out, but he explained: "It's the essence, diluted, I didn't expect you to drink so badly." He paused, touched the text Yu's back, "That night, I kissed you."

Wen Yu's eyes widened when he heard the shock, and he stammered: "Kiss, kissed me? At that time, I was still your son's, why, how did you—" You are so beastly, but you did it very well.

At that time, he thought, reincarnated for a hundred generations, and he has no blood relationship, so it doesn't matter whether he has a son or not.

Zhao Zheng glanced at Wen Yu, he had already heard Wen Yu's heart, and then saw the secret joy hidden in his small eyes, he just thought it was funny, he was really innocent, and he had a temper with him just now.

"After I knew I had feelings for you, I wanted to keep a distance, and then they found the black money." Zhao Zheng squeezed Wen Yu's earlobe, "I have jumped out of the Three Realms and am not bound, and my life is endless. If you are with me , there will be no return to reincarnation."

Having said that, Zhao Zheng looked solemn, "I think you have thought about the time of eternal life."

"Then you are not afraid that I will not come back after I leave?" Wen Yu was anxious.

Zhao Zheng smiled, "If you cut off your feelings for me, I will, as an uncle, keep you safe and wealthy for the rest of your life."

"You are really, really—" Wen Yu bit his lip and couldn't continue, angrily said: "Why do you make all the decisions, why do you make decisions behind my back?"

Seeing Wen Yu like this, Zhao Zheng curled his lips and hugged him in his arms. In fact, he didn't finish speaking. If Wen Yu regressed, he would lose all of Wen Yu's support and could only miss him.

Having said that, Wen Yu had mixed feelings in his heart, but more of it was the inconceivability and joy of Zhao Zheng's response to his love, but after he was happy, he felt uneasy again, as if everything happened too fast, and there was still a period of time. Let Wen Yu see the gap between himself and Zhao Zheng, not only in status and wealth, but also in status.

He is attached to Zhao Zheng.

Wen Yu looked at Zhao Zheng, and thought of Su Zhisang, the other party is so good, he is not like him who is useless, how can he be worthy of Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng has endless lives, he is afraid that Zhao Zheng will get tired of him in the future.

"Thinking about what?"

"Zhao Zheng, I want to move back to the school dormitory." Wen Yu said seriously.

Zhao Zheng's face turned cold, thinking of something, he kissed Wen Yu's hair, and said, "Since you left, Su Zhisang has never stepped into the villa, and everything remains as it was before you left. The other owner of this house is you .”

Wen Yu felt embarrassed to be punctured, but he still wanted to stick to his decision, he wanted to become better.

When Zhao Zheng heard what Wen Yu was thinking, with a faint smile in his eyes, he nodded and said, "It's not urgent. Didn't you ask for a three-month vacation? Just right, I'm fine, so we can go together."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Wen Yuergen, and said in a low voice, "Isn't modern times called honeymoons?"

Wen Yu blushed with embarrassment, always felt strange, wanted to refute but didn't know what was strange, so he could only nod first.

After eating, he turned around to catch up on sleep, and suddenly realized why he was so shaken. He had fantasized countless times before that if Zhao Zheng came to him again, he would have to lose his temper, but Zhao Zheng said it all. He lived in the villa in a daze, and agreed to travel with Zhao Zheng. He wanted to change himself and sharpen his character.

Wen Yu lay on the big paulownia bed and rolled over, wrapped in a quilt, a little angry with himself, too uncertain, thinking about it, his thinking was off again, and when he saw Zhao Zheng went to bed after washing, he grabbed Zhao Zheng's bathrobe , a little excitedly said: "So, I am also Su Zhisang's father?"

Zhao Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then understood instantly, and laughed softly.

"If you marry me, you can say so."

The author has something to say:

Little curly hair can't beat Zhao Zheng, but Zhao Zheng will be willing to let Wen Yu hold it

Then if the car is on Weibo, don’t mention Weibo under the comments [Shh

Good night Chirp~ [I stayed up all night last night, and now I can't keep my eyes open]