diseased bone

On the seventh day of the seventh month, beg for cleverness, the night moon is bright, and everything is suitable.

Chu Shao lowered his eyes and saw the red turquoise bracelet on Zhou Lanmu's slender wrist. It was a little bigger, the red was bright red, and the white was crystal white. Full of tenderness.

As soon as he raised his hand, the uneven red turquoise slid down his wrist.

Chu Shao said, "You've lost weight."

Zhou Lanmu gave a soft "hmm".

Chu Shao continued, with a mournful voice, like a complaining woman looking forward to her husband's return home: "... I tell you to be careful, you will stay in the political hall for a day and a night, and you will forget your promise to me. Today Why did you take me out of the palace, make up for one or two?"

Zhou Lanmu didn't say a word, feeling guilty, he turned his head and glanced at him.

Moist, warm eyes.

It's obviously the same person, but with a different appearance, he is still dignified and out of this world, if there is no mole, he is really a fairy, so that people dare not even get close to him.

So Chu Shao felt his throat was thirsty at that time, so he wrapped his arms around him and wrapped him in his arms.

Thin, tender, graspable, excellent.

The actors on the open-air stage on the street were babbling and singing, and the voice came through the noisy crowd.

"Seeing other couples facing Jin Chuanluo as a couple, oh my god! I can't help my heart is burning like fire, I can't help but feel like burning in my heart! The wind blows the lotus leaf to destroy the card: the slave tore the cassock, buried the scriptures, and discarded them Wooden fish, lost the cymbals, can't imitate the Rakshasa girl to cast down demons..."

Zhou Lanmu bit his ear and whispered: "We have been here before, when I returned to Zhongyang, you said you wanted to find a place to relieve my worries—"

Chu Shao looked up and saw a brothel in Rongyinfang in front of him.

Has a beautiful name, called Liuxiangke.

One after another seemed to be something from a previous life. This person changed his identity and appearance, honed his pride, went round and round through the sufferings of the world, and finally landed by his side. His breath was warm and his heartbeat was real. , lower your head is the aroma of orchids.

Did not dissipate in the quiet Dianxing Temple back then, the cold moon and wind and frost at the border, the open and dark arrows in Zhongyang, the three or four years of being provoked, the years of surviving with hatred, the sky full of arrows, a long sword of snow and cold ...

Came back completely.

Chu Shao's nose was sore and he wanted to cry. Zhou Lanmu wiped his eyes with his wide sleeves. Under the moonlight, he seemed drunk, and his voice was wet: "Yes, come out...to make up for you."

Something in the body was suddenly lit.

Like a fledgling kid, Chu Shao suddenly bent down and hugged him. Zhou Lanmu didn't comb his hair well, and the long black hair was hanging down his body, brushing against his hands, it was very beautiful.

He looked at Chu Shao's face, suddenly smiled softly, and buried his head in his arms.

The actors in the distance are still singing——

"From now on, go away from the Bell and Drum Tower Buddha Hall, and go down the mountain to find a young brother. Let him beat me, scold me, criticize me, and laugh at me. I don't want to become a Buddha, and I don't want to recite Amitabha Prajna Paramita!"

The procuress of the brothel looked at General Xiao Chu who hadn't been to Rongyinfang in the past five years in astonishment, and stuttered a little in fright: "Little...Little General Chu, are you here to have fun? I want the old lady to find some people, still……"

With a cold face, Chu Shao replied blankly: "Find a quiet place, thank you."

The old bustard didn't dare to say anything, and did as ordered, and when she saw the person going up with her, she was secretly dumbfounded—it was said that General Xiao Chu had changed his temperament and never went into the brothel again, so there was someone at home?

As soon as he hugged him and put him on the soft couch, the white jade hairpin fell to the ground lightly and crisply, and the blue silk scattered on the pillow. The young emperor who was not yet 30 years old raised his eyebrows at him and frowned playfully. But he said: "I heard that General Xiao Chu won't come to Rongyinfang for a long time, the elders outside are in a hurry, so they specially sent me to serve you."

Chu Shao had a bad taste, so he directly bullied him and pressed him down.

Pushing away the long hair on his face with one hand, and slowly undoing the man's coat with the other, he wished he could swallow this man alive, and continued to ask calmly: "Oh, what's his name, it used to be Which building is it in?"

Zhou Lanmu rolled his eyes under him, and still gently tugged at his sleeve: "I admire the general, not for sale."

Hands stroked along the back inch by inch, and he heard the breathing of the person under him fluttered: "Oh, do you admire me? What do you admire about me, high position and authority, or is it beautiful?"

There was water in Zhou Lanmu's eyes, and he replied intermittently: "I like...all of them, and I like you the most..."

Chu Shao lifted him over with his arms around his waist, reached out and took the candle by the table, and said coldly, "Then let me see, what exactly do you like about me?"

"Don't blow it—" Seeing that he was about to blow out the only candle in the room, Zhou Lanmu stretched out a hand anxiously, and the red turquoise bracelet slid all the way in along his wrist, "...be brighter..."

The body was trembling with excitement, the young ruler, the center of the imperial court, sitting on the throne and enjoying the idol worshiped by all the people, with eyes glistening with water, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, with a bit of flattery Means: "I don't like black..."

Chu Shao held him down viciously, turned around and blew out the candle. Zhou Lanmu's body froze, but then he felt warm hands covering his eyes, and his breath was blowing out in his ears, familiar and stable.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

So Zhou Lanmu settled down.

Immersed in government affairs for too long, I always look for an opportunity to indulge myself.Heavy breathing in the dark, ambiguous panting, happiness extinguished, broken pictures drifting past in front of you.

The prince who is ignorant of the world, the jade pendant, the bright sword light of Chunzhou Terrace, the crumpled paper in the study.

I know, my brother likes me, and I like my brother too.

Whether you are dead or alive has nothing to do with me.

If you want to kill me, all you need to do is say a word, why bother to calculate and worry about it.

I am willing to die for you, to live for you, to lay my heart on my knees in front of you, just begging you to take a look, do you understand?

Count it as a dream.

It was already midnight when he woke up again, Chu Shao kissed his shoulder, and asked hoarsely, "Do it again?"

Zhou Lanmu punched him, and he grabbed his hand and joked: "Didn't you say you admired me? If you don't obey me, you will be thrown back, which angered me, the general. The bosses who sent you here really want to send you to the building .”

"I'm so scared." Zhou Lanmu leaned her head on his shoulder and said lazily, "No, the general, just feel sorry for me."

As he spoke, he pushed Chu Shao down, turned over and sat up, and kissed the corner of her lips.Skin and flesh are pressed together, and body fluid is exchanged. Although he is a noble person, only this moment in his life is the happiest.

Brothers and feet against each other, endlessly.

Chu Shao felt that he was very satisfied with this apology.

He even began to hope that the other party would forget the agreement with him as before, and rush back one night with stars and moons, and be carried on his shoulders and thrown on the couch to do whatever he wanted, biting his lips and tearfully begging for mercy, saying "No, the general".

The young emperor was very dissatisfied, and mercilessly swept his bed partner out of the house, and was not allowed to set foot in the Chaoming Palace for half a month.

But the man kept the agreement, and never returned late again from now on.

The author has something to say: Note: The play is "Si Fan".

The last episode, the following is the author's Sui Sui Nian (if you don't like it, you can ignore it)↓

This year's spring is not peaceful, and the graduation season is also full of feathers. There are many regrettable things, so this late update is not fixed, I'm sorry everyone.

I have so many things I want to write recently!

I want to write about the mystery of all beings, I want to write suspenseful criminal investigation

I want to write about romance, about a heroine who has been secretly in love with her for more than ten years

I want to write a martial arts without CP, the hero wanders the world

I want to write a villain hero, the kind who is so bad that he will never die

I want to write about the end of the world, before the meteor falls, someone kisses under the city wall that is about to collapse

……

I want to write too much, and I don’t know what to write next

Goodbye, I wish you all a happy day