Jade clear

Fang Gu An lay in his arms obediently, and whispered: "My mother passed away early, my father missed my mother, so I stayed alone on the mountain where they used to live to see things and cherish others. My father once told me that my mother In fact, my dear didn't leave, she couldn't let go of my father, and that obsession will stay with my father forever."

"The prince and his wife are very affectionate."

"Father also told me that all the love in the world is hard-won. If you like someone, you must treat him wholeheartedly." Fang Guan hugged Song Qingyan's neck, blushing and said: " I will treat Kiyohiko-kun well with all my heart."

"Gu An, you... like me?"

"It's not that I like it, but I like it very much!"

Song Qingyan straightened the hair on his sideburns and asked, "Silly boy, do you know what liking is?"

"I don't think about Qingyan-kun for a moment all day long. I want Qingyan-jun to smile at me and play the piano for me alone. I want to be close to you, hug you, and kiss you. Isn't this because I like you? What?!"

Song Qingyan listened to Fang Gu An's sincere confession, smiled thoughtfully, stroked his chin and raised his eyes to meet him: "Gu An, let me ask you again, do you know what it is? Coitus?"

Fang Gu An hurriedly buried his head in the pillow, groped under the quilt and grabbed Song Qingyan's hand, gently inserted it between his fingers and then slowly pulled it out, going in and out several times as if imitating something He moved, and mumbled in the pillow: "I...I just want to have sex with Kiyohiko-kun..."

Song Qingyan's heart was as hot as if hot oil had been poured on his head, and he wanted to stir up all his innocence and asceticism.

Song Qingyan gently turned Fang Guan over. He closed his eyes tightly and dared not look at him, his eyelashes trembling nervously.Song Qingyan rubbed his face with callused fingers, and approached him bit by bit with affectionate eyes.

The two lips tentatively touched each other, a little bit of warmth and moisture penetrated between the lips and teeth, but the taste of the marrow was separated at the touch.

"It's so sweet."

Fang Gu An was so shocked that he didn't care about being shy for a moment, he opened his eyes and stared straight at Song Qingyan: "Mr. Qingyan... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingyan turned over and pressed him under him, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he chuckled and blocked his lips again, and the tip of his tongue easily slid in and swept against his palate. One has just drank ginger soup, and the hot and entangled touch seems to destroy everything.

Poor Fang Gu Anhe had never seen this kind of formation before, he panicked and hummed like a small animal, and couldn't help arching his body and curling his legs just to support Song Qingyan's lower body.

Song Qingyan snorted, clutching the pillow tightly and then suddenly let go, straightened up and wiped the wet sweat on Fang Gu An's forehead: "Gu An, come on, be obedient, don't move."

Fang Guan opened his mouth slightly, his seductive lips were ground into pink, and there was a whimpering sound in his throat, and he obediently followed Song Qingyan's instructions unconsciously.

"Is it comfortable?" Song Qingyan kissed his brow bone and asked gently.

"Um……"

"Do you still want to?" Song Qingyan gradually slid all the way down, and finally bit his lip, "Hey, come on, open your mouth."

Fang Gu An woke up from Song Qingyan's arms. In the end, Song Qingyan still felt sorry for Fang Gu An, who was too young to bear it, and did not make it to the last step.

God knows that when this little goblin was flushing and hugged his neck and whispered what he wanted, Song Qingyan almost used the greatest restraint in his life to not take off his pants, but just rubbed his waist fiercely to calm his heart The raging desire-fire.

The two spent a shameless day in the small courtyard, and Ah Meng slapped his highness with a sullen face a few times. "Where did you come from to prosper during the day! Qing Yan-jun rarely kisses me now, what else do you want!"

Ah Meng came to the mouth of "It's always bad if the king knows" and swallowed it back, but what Ah Meng didn't expect was that it was not the worrying king who came here a few days ago, but His Highness's own son. His father was Prince Chun Li Mengzhi.

"So, Gu An, your real surname is Li, and Li Gu An is also very nice." One day, Song Qingyan had a sweet breakfast with Fang Gu An as usual, and patiently fed him like feeding small animals. Cai, "You are not in good health, you need to eat more tonic."

Fang Gu An took a few bites with his chopsticks, then turned his head to look at Song Qingyan with bright eyes: "I don't want to eat these anymore, Qingyan-jun knows that I like sweet things, it looks like Qingyan-jun's mouth, neck, and..."

Song Qingyan bowed his head and kissed the limp Fang Guan obediently, and asked softly, "Is it sweet? Are you still eating?"

"Kiss again and go eat!"

Fang Gu An obediently sat down to welcome Song Qingyan's kiss, but just as the two were about to meet, there was an untimely cough from outside the door.

Song Qingyan was taken aback, and heard Fang Gu An call out to the people outside the door, "Father..."

Song Qingyan's heart tightened, and he immediately got up quickly, saluted the person outside the door neither humble nor overbearing, and said respectfully: "My lord is well."

Fang Guan was also a little flustered, he wanted to die but let his father see the impolite scene, he didn't care but if Song Qingyan was involved, it would be really bad.

Fang Mengzhi stood outside the door majestically and oppressively, without saying a word.

Fang Mengzhi almost vomited blood after receiving the secret report from the emperor's brother a few days ago. The emperor's brother meant that Gu An was still young, so it was more suitable for him, his biological father, to persuade him.

Seeing that it was almost tense, Fang Mengzhi shouted to Song Qingyan in a low voice: "Raise your head!"

Song Qingyan froze, and slowly raised his head to look directly at Fang Mengzhi. The sunlight came in from outside the door, making Song Qingyan's eyes clear and handsome.

With a bang, Fang Mengzhi took a step back in shock and slammed into the wooden door.

"Song... Immortal?! Why is it you!"

The remaining two people in the room all looked puzzled.

Fang Mengzhi's mind suddenly jumped out of a handsome and naughty young man and another pure and cold young man, shook his head and gave a low 'hi', and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that the immortals in Tianshuizong... are all good This mouthful..."

In a blink of an eye, Fang Mengzhi changed his face, and warmly pulled Song Qingyan and said kindly: "I knew it was you, an immortal, so I wouldn't have to come here on purpose. Back then, the immortal you treated us Gu An There is no way to repay your life-saving grace, and it's like this now... It's okay."

Song Qingyan didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he tried his best to put his tone as natural as possible: "My lord may have admitted the wrong person, I'm not a fairy."

Seeing that Song Qingyan was as elegant and distant as before, with the same expression and demeanor, Fang Mengzhi's heart was full of turmoil.

Immortals have their own reasons for being immortals. Since immortals do not want to admit their identities, there must be reasons for them... Well, I heard that immortals have lived for hundreds of years. Maybe Immortal Song is also afraid that Gu An will know that he is a little older. so so!understood!The son who has been raised for more than ten years can finally make a move, and it would be gratifying if Mo'er had a spirit in heaven.

Fang Mengzhi smiled and asked Song Qingyan to sit down, with a friendly face as if he had found an old friend who had been lost for many years, all he needed was "Brother Song, would you like to have a drink?"

Song Qingyan clenched his fist with one hand and pressed his lower lip with a dry smile: "My lord, you... are so polite."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, won't we be a family in the future, I'm relieved that we, Gu An, will leave it to you!"

"Father, you are so kind! You are so wise and powerful!" Fang Guan held back for a long time, and flattered with a smile from ear to ear.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go eat!" Fang Guan sat down unceremoniously, picked up some food, and waved his hand, "Come here, serve a pot of good wine! People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and if they don't get drunk today, they won't return home! "

The author has something to say:

Fang Gu'an: Am I sweet, Qing Yanjun?

Song Qingyan: Not sweet, you are spicy.

Fang Gu'an: Ah!It turns out I'm a hot bunny!

Baby walker hee hee hee~