Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Hearing Ye Tang's words, Han Jin clicked his tongue in displeasure, and suddenly squeezed his fingers tightly: "Don't talk about this with me, when I value you, you are a country under one person and above ten thousand." Master, I treat you like a plaything now, how dare you talk back to me?"

Hearing this, Ye Tang twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly and remained silent.

"Where's the ruler?" Han Jin was annoyed, and while pushing Ye Tang, he made a fuss.

"...I haven't used it for so many years, so I put it away a long time ago."

"Where did you put it, go get it now." Han Jin said reluctantly.

Ye Tang took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "Have you forgotten, Your Majesty, at that time I hadn't moved to Yanqing Palace yet."

Han Jin was slightly taken aback.

So it turned out that Ye Tang hadn't moved here at that time... He was indeed a little fuzzy after a long time.

"If Your Majesty really wants to take revenge, you can use my fan." Ye Tang's voice rang in his ears.

Pulled back from his thoughts by his voice, Han Jin frowned displeased.

Then Han Jin suddenly exerted force, wishing to penetrate Ye Tang's entire body.

Even with Ye Tang's concentration, he also groaned in pain.

"You're lucky today." Han Jin said coldly, "Move yourself."

Ye Tang was also obedient, she opened Zhang Yanhong's lips, but she still didn't refute, and moved with difficulty.

"Hurry up, don't take your time." Han Jin lowered his head and kissed Ye Tang's earlobe.

After a while, Han Jin still thought Ye Tang was too slow, so he pressed Ye Tang on the bed and asked for it several times.

In the end, Ye Tang's body was a mess, his hair was disheveled, and he was panting slowly.

Han Jin reached out and tore off the hair band covering his eyes. The blindfold was already wet, and Ye Tang's eyes were also wet and red.

But this is just a normal physiological reaction, it's not that Ye Tang is really crying.

For some reason, Han Jin became even more annoyed.

"Do you know that if you are like this, I will want to torture you even more?" Han Jin sneered, looking down at Ye Tang.

Ye Tang just looked at him panting, without speaking.

"I forgot, I haven't let the national teacher vent it yet." Han Jin suddenly reached out and grabbed the place under Ye Tang's body.

Ye Tang's body trembled slightly, his breathing became short of breath, but he didn't speak.

"Say something sweet, I'm considering letting you vent it." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang, and said softly.

"...I won't." Ye Tang raised his eyes and looked at Han Jin, his expression still calm.

Hearing this, Han Jin couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, staring at Ye Tang silently for a moment.

"You will." Han Jin's tone was firm: "...just like you used to coax me."

Ye Tang laughed: "How did I coax Your Majesty before?"

"did you……"

Suddenly, Han Jin's eyes were stained with confusion.

He couldn't remember how Ye Tang coaxed him before.

After being confused for a long time, Han Jin suddenly had a headache, and the anger in his heart also rose, and he grabbed Ye Tang's chin: "I asked you to say a few nice words to coax me, what are you beating around the bush here?! "

Ye Tang didn't speak, just looked at him calmly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Trash, why do I need you!" Han Jin burst into anger for no reason.

After saying that, Han Jin pushed Ye Tang down on the bed, tore off the girdle of his robe, and angrily slapped Ye Tang hard.

Ye Tang grunted in pain.

"Why do you have to fight against me everywhere? Huh?!" Han Jin said angrily.