Dressed as a man with the eldest son

Ninety chapters

Desire to have sex or desire to have sex seems to be unclear for men. They can dare not touch the person they like, but they can also fantasize about strangers in the online disk.

Nan Ruo is not sure that he has love for the prince, he likes it, but he is sure that he has desire for the prince.

If it was said that he only had mischievous thoughts in the dead of night before, and [-]% of these mischievous thoughts were due to the novelty and curiosity between men, then this kiss now completely ignited his desire.

He grabbed the prince's shoulder and kissed back, his tongue no longer passively entangled, but actively licked, making a clear sound of water, the sound stimulated the senses of the two, the prince breathed harder, and Nan Ruo's response made him so excited that he even finger The tip trembled, and wanted to hug him but didn't dare, fearing that he would not be able to control his strength and strangle him.

Nan Ruo seemed to have sensed it, and groped to hold his hand, intertwining his fingers to comfort him, the kissing images he had seen before swarmed in, the tip of his tongue lightly picked, slowed down the rhythm, and explored every corner Come.

The prince was shocked by his various tricks, and when he stopped halfway to take a breath, he looked at him with eyes full of accusations.

Nan Ruo was still panting, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You don't like it?"

The prince took his lips and bit them, with hatred and helplessness.

Nan Ruo leaned back with her backhand on the floor, "I've only kissed you." Ye Feng smiled almond-eyed, "My Highness."

What responded to him was overwhelming kisses, imitating what he did just now, returning all of them to him, and drawing inferences from one instance to another, which made Nan Ruo a little overwhelmed, and an unbearable hum came out of his throat.

Probably after being pure-hearted and ascetic for too long, a little bit of stimulation is all burned up, and the menacing attack can't be restrained, scrambling to take the lead.

Nan Ruo woke up from the confusion, feeling a little embarrassed.

The prince's chest trembled, and he smiled lowly, but he stopped kissing and did not go any further, he just rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose to comfort him.

On the contrary, Nan Ruo is not yet interested. At his current age, it will be difficult to calm down when his thoughts are aroused for a while. However, at this moment love overshadowed desire.

The shadows of the two cuddling against each other are reflected on the wall, and there is a bit of tenderness.

The time is limited, it's inevitable that people who are interested will notice, the two can't stay longer, and seize the time to chat about what happened to each other in recent months. Although Fu Zhuo's letter is known to most of them, they have different feelings when they hear it personally.

There are also some things that cannot be clearly stated in the letter, such as the prince's illness, such as the physical condition of Emperor Yongzhao, such as the current state of affairs in court, we can only talk face to face.

The two chatted so excitedly that they forgot the time, and it was Liu Duan who came to remind them.

For the first time, Nan Ruo felt reluctance.

The prince held his hand and didn't want to let go. Today is like a dream for him. He wishes time could stop here. He is willing to stay here with Gu Geer forever and ever, thinking that he will not be able to be alone again next time. , actually panicked.

What if Gu Geer went back and calmed down and regretted it, what if Gu Geer tasted something delicious and went to others, he remembered that Gu Geer's servants were all born well, and he coaxed him to stop earlier because he was afraid that he would taste it. When I got to the beauty place, I went back to find the little servants.

Which son in the capital does not have a close servant girl, Gu Geer is already very clean and self-sufficient. He used to think that it was because he hadn't tasted it before, but now he thinks, if he really finds a servant girl to vent, he can't stop it. There is no reason to stop him, he can't let Gu Geer hold back the lust of men and women, he has already abducted Gu Geer from marrying a wife, so he dare not make further progress, for fear that he will regret it when he recovers.

Although it is clear that venting has nothing to do with love, but just thinking of the picture of Gu Geer and other people making a mess, irritable, dark and painful surges in my heart.

"Your Highness?" Nan Ruo thought he was anxious because he was going to be separated, and comforted him, "I go to the palace every day. Although I can't be alone, I can still see you. Now that Your Highness comes back from Yongzhou, he can resume correspondence. I will look for an opportunity to talk in a few days."

Now the situation is becoming more and more tense. Everyone can see the changes in Emperor Yongzhao's body.

Now that Nan Ruo is in charge of Luan Yiwei, he can find out more, and he can see all the tricks that some people think are secret.

At times like this, he and the prince have to be more careful.

The anxiety on the Prince's face did not ease, deep creases formed between his brows, and he hesitated to speak.

Nan Ruo: "Your Highness has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

He patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and said, it's okay, it's a good thing to be willing to say it, and it's a headache to be suffocated.

The prince seemed to be unable to speak, and leaned over and buried his face in his palm. After a while, a hoarse voice came out: "Don't look for others..."

Ok?

Nan Ruo was surprised.

Prince: "I don't want you to be as close to others as you were to me just now, not even a servant girl, let alone a flower girl..."

Only then did Nan Ruo realize it, and was startled for a while, he hadn't thought of this at all.

That's right, the prince didn't know that he was time-traveling, and he didn't know that keeping himself clean was not so noble, but he couldn't do intimate things with people who had no emotional foundation, and it was also to set a flag for himself.

From the world's point of view, love and desire can be viewed separately. A deep affection with his wife does not affect his wife's concubines to solve their physical problems when they are pregnant. Even those families who say they don't take concubines There are also servant girls for him to vent.

Men in this world seldom suppress their desires deliberately, and they can even be called true love with two or three at the same time.

He didn't speak, the prince thought it was embarrassing, his hoarse voice was muffled: "...just take pity on me, miss me when you want to find someone else, can you bear it for me?"

The last sentence contained pleading and pain, and the hand holding him trembled.

Nan Ruo's heart trembled, and she asked, "Where is your Highness? Your Highness already has a concubine Ji."

Not just one, more than a dozen, he didn't even have a housemaid, although he expected that the prince might not have touched it, but in name he did have one.

He felt a little unhappy in his heart. He didn't care about it before, but now he suddenly realized it.

Most of the negative emotions tumbling in the prince's heart suddenly dissipated: "Some of them are left behind by the queen mother. I took them as concubines for the convenience of walking in the harem. Some of them have a handle in my hands, and some..."

He paused, and said vaguely: "I've never touched them, you know it well..."

All his embarrassment has long been revealed in front of Gu Geer, and he still doesn't know anything.

Nan Ruo was guilty of being accused by him.

The prince sniffed the fragrance of pine nuts left in his palm, still did not raise his head, unscrupulously released the greed and thirst in his eyes, on the contrary, his voice was muffled: "If you really think hard, come to me, I can help you , as long as you don't find anyone else, I can do whatever you want..."

Nan Ruo was choked by his bluntness, and straightened his chest: "Could it be that I am an impatient person in His Highness's mind? Don't worry, Your Highness, I promised that I would only be with His Highness, and I would not break my promise. There will be others."

It’s not that he’s bragging, it’s just about being clean and self-sufficient. He can rank among the top among tens of millions of time-traveling peers.

"I won't get bored, how could I get bored!" The prince's voice was eager, the haze in his heart was swept away, and there was a full smile in his eyes, "I'm only with you, no one else."

"Bang bang—"

Eunuch Liu came to urge him again.

"Your Highness, go, don't tell Liu Banban to wait." Nan Ruo said.

The prince raised his head, eyes full of reluctance: "You go first."

Nan Ruo didn't want to leave either, but he had to leave when the time came, so he withdrew his hand: "Alright, I'll go first."

He stood up, realized that he was still holding pine nuts in his arms, took them out and handed them over: "I was bored at the wedding banquet just now, so I borrowed flowers to present Buddha, Your Highness, don't dislike it."

The prince doesn't lack anything, he has the princes he has, and he has the princes he doesn't have. If he wants to make his boyfriend happy, he can only move his watch to express his heart.

Sure enough, the prince happily accepted it, and accompanied him to the front yard to get into the carriage.

In front of the door connecting the front and back, the prince suddenly stopped and grabbed Nan Ruo's sleeve.

Looking at each other, Nan Ruo smiled knowingly, and shook the prince's hand back. With this signal, the prince almost rushed up to hug him, then gently pressed him against the door panel, and kissed his hand with an extremely gentle gesture. lip.

Perhaps to make up for the recklessness of the first time before, this kiss was extremely gentle, sucking gently with his lips in his mouth, like holding a candy, waiting to melt slowly, until he was licked wet before letting go , poked into it, sucked and licked lightly one mouthful at a time.

Nan Ruo never thought that kissing is not only exciting, but also so comfortable. The trembling spread from the bottom of her heart, and her chest was filled with lingering meaning.

Until the prince pulled away to help him organize his clothes, he was still in a daze.

The prince couldn't help but kissed again, and then pushed him to the door: "I'll send it here, go."

The kiss made the relationship between the two grow by leaps and bounds, as if it was a watershed, and there are differences between lovers, it is completely different between kissing and not kissing.

In the past, Nan Ruo didn't have much emotion when he saw the prince in the palace, but now, just exchanging a glance makes him feel emotional.

Especially under the eyes of Emperor Yongzhao, the excitement was even worse. The two of them were like cheating students, doing small tricks under the supervision of the examiner, nervous and exciting, but never tired of it.

I don't know what the prince thinks, but Nan Ruo fell in love with this feeling anyway, he is not a person who follows the rules, the more taboo and the more challenging, the stronger his feeling.

In the blink of an eye, it's the winter festival, the grandest festival of the year, and Nan Ruo, the leader of the Luan Yiwei, is responsible for leading the team for appearance.

The royal sacrificial ceremony was particularly grand, twice the size of the Spring Festival. Emperor Yongzhao stood on the high platform and kowtowed repeatedly as he sang and drank. Empress Zheng also had to show up, leading the clan women to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth at another door.

The crown prince didn't come, it was King Rong who came. Emperor Yongzhao suddenly became afraid of the crown prince after he got married in Changle. Although he was still with him from morning to night on weekdays, it was more like monitoring than teaching.

Empress Zheng fell silent as if her daughter had just got married but had a big concern on her mind. She hadn't moved for a few days.

Storm is coming.

It's just that no one expected that it would be so fast. At the winter festival, at the end of the sacrifice to the ancestors, Emperor Yongzhao suddenly fell down and passed out when he got up.