Come on, Master "General Attack"

Wei Zonggong's consciousness has returned, but he still refuses to open his eyes.

There were bursts of numbness from his lower body, and he wanted to hum out of comfort.

The fragrance lingers at the tip of the nose, light and intoxicating.

"Owner……"

Someone was calling in a low voice.

Ok?

Who.

The master-servant play is too heavy-handed...

The body was touched gently, and something moist and warm was attached to his body.

Wei Zonggong suddenly opened his eyes and stood up quickly.

Who!

Who touched me just now!

What came into view was the man kneeling at his feet, looking up at him.

The man was disheveled, his black hair was hanging down, his face was somewhat feminine for a man, and because of the vermilion on his lips, he was even more indistinguishable.

Those eyes were foggy, and the corners of the eyes were still red, and the red marks on his body were like ropes, making his mouth dry.

Wei Zonggong was speechless for a long time and froze there.

"...Master." The man stuck it up and stopped on his lower abdomen, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

It's like a little pet begging for its owner's love and affection, trying its best to please it.

Wei Zonggong raised his hand, and touched the man's head amidst the man's frightened eyes.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were full of smiles as if he had received the best reward in the world.

wipe……

Scrophulariaceae boss... Please accept my knee...

The flow of time in the two worlds is different. For Wei Zonggong, the owner of the Xianggongguan who was so tough just now and was almost let himself run naked, knelt down at his feet and called 'Master' a few hours later...

The development of this relationship is like a tornado.

Wei Zonggong said that he still has no way to accept it.

Well, I just touched it just now.

As everyone knows, just that one act of intimacy is enough for a man to feel like he has taken an aphrodisiac...

Through the clothes, a certain part was licked again and again, Wei Zonggong blushed as if he was about to explode, but he managed to remain calm, "Get out."

The man looked up again, and what he saw was Wei Zonggong blushing and pretending to be calm.

It's really... stunning.

Unconsciously sucking heavily, feeling the trembling of the man's body, the man tentatively raised his arm and held the man's waist.

The expected pain didn't come, and the person who turned his Qu Yuelou upside down just grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

The strength of weakness is more like... pandering than refusing.

"do not……"

Madan deserves to be a professional!

This technology is also very good!

Wei Zonggong was momentarily dazed by the tingling sensation in his scalp. This look was like adding fuel to the fire, and the man's arms couldn't help but tighten.

The wound on his body was still aching, but looking at the man's expression now, the man seemed to have forgotten the pain of the past few days, and the only thing he was thinking about was having some fun with him.

Boldly pushed the man, and pushed him back to the bed without difficulty, the man looked at him shyly and timidly, and saw that the man's face turned redder with satisfaction.

Wei Zonggong narrowed his eyes, feeling that the posture at this time was a bit wrong, "You..."

"Master," the man looked at Wei Zonggong's expression at this time, his heart was beating like a drum, and his voice was full of excitement, "Jin'er misses Master, and his body hurts. If you don't believe me, Master comes to touch..."

Wei Zonggong almost held his breath.

mysterious!Participate!

This is a very serious problem of your life style!

Singing and singing every day, every night*...

Well, how is your kidney?

cough cough.

Regarding the ability of the Scrophulariaceae boss, Wei Zonggong will personally ♂ verify it one day.

And now Wei Zonggong, who was being pressed on the bed, was still brainstorming.

The man grabbed his hand and paused for a moment.

Almost subconsciously trying to figure out the man's mood, and found that there was no sense of terror, the man finally felt relieved.

The master must be...

Smiling, the man didn't expect that one day he could do such a thing to that person, just thinking about it makes his heart surge.

Carefully, the man pulled off the black shirt on Wei Zonggong's body.

His movements were very slow, as if he was probing.

Wei Zonggong couldn't bear it anymore, pushed him, and looked cold, "I'm not in the mood today, so I won't do it."

The fear engraved deep in his mind made the man stop.

His eyes were red with grievance, but the man did not leave Wei Zonggong's body, "Master..."

This annoying little goblin.

Scrophulariaceae boss, why do you think there are always so many cute little shou around you, but the little master who is also the general attacker is full of trembling perverts...

"Don't cry," Wei Zonggong patted him, "We will continue tomorrow."

The man was stunned, and then he showed a somewhat strange smile.

"Master." He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes looked straight at Wei Zonggong, "Give it to Jin'er."

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The strings were clanging, and the young man sang a sad and ambiguous tune accompanied by the tune.

The fingers are like butterflies, flying on the guqin, revealing a white wrist, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

But his guests did not pay attention to him.

The man seemed to be thinking about something, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were lowered, and the emotions in his eyes were elusive.

The young man has been in this romantic field for a long time, and he has developed the ability to observe words and emotions.

Not long ago, I was given to this young master by my boss. Although I played the piano for him all day long, I couldn't see him showing any joy.

The boy stopped playing his fingers.

The man was still in a trance, and didn't even notice that the music had stopped immediately.

The young man coughed, "Master Su."

Only then did Su Yuzhu come back to his senses, and smiled at him, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "What's the matter."

The young man pursed his lips, respectfully and obediently, "If Mr. Su has no intention of having fun, please come back."

As if his mind had been punctured, Su Yuzhu's eyes flashed displeasure, and the smile on his face remained the same, "Quyuelou is really a big shop bully." He snatched the Guqin from the boy on the table, and hugged it in his arms, Caressed gently.

That kind of gentle strength is like stroking the body of a lover.

The young man stared blankly, and when Su Yuzhu shifted his gaze to him, his face blushed slightly.

"Qi, Qi'er is not chasing Mr. Su...it's just..."

Su Yuzhu didn't change his expression, but his eyes turned colder, "Since that's the case, you should do your part."

The boy's slightly red cheeks instantly turned pale.

As if he understood something, he slowly lowered his head, stopped talking, and behaved like a decoration.

Su Yuzhu put the guqin back on the table, slid his fingers across the strings, and played a series of tunes.

At first, it was a cheerful melody, which made the corners of my mouth twitch.

"Your Highness, the empress ordered, tomorrow's canonization ceremony..."

The little child in his memory didn't listen to what the servant said.With a big smile on his face, he trotted to the woman, his eyes full of admiration.

"Mother, the child has learned this piece of music, and specially came here to dedicate it to the mother..."

The woman was dressed gorgeously, but her face was expressionless, showing coldness and alienation.His eyes swept over the Guqin held by the child in his arms, and a trace of disgust flashed across his delicate eyebrows.

"Yuzhu. You are young master Danchen. How can you learn from such a lowly thing..."

The boy didn't understand, until his beloved qin was smashed to pieces by the servants under the gesture of the woman.

Just like his heart.

He got it.

I am Young Master Danchen... that's all.

Do your part and please everyone.

As soon as the tune was changed, the innocence just now disappeared, and it became a steady, even monotonous melody.

"Who are you?" A person who appeared in front of him was as dazzling as a flame.

The young man blinked his eyes, "My name is Su, and my name is Yuzhu." He didn't know why he couldn't stop the smile on his face, "I've heard the name of Zhu Li for a long time, and I saw you today...the rumors are unbelievable."

With a hook of the finger, some sharp voices sounded.

From here, the melody changes.

Like a stone thrown into a deep pool, ripples appeared on the surface of the water.

"...If you like the rhythm, you will always like it." The person in the memory smiled to himself, his eyes shone with brilliance, so beautiful that people couldn't move his eyes, "What are you afraid of?"

The man's voice was the most beautiful he had ever heard, "...Why don't you use what you like and make this title your own." The smile widened, and the wanton and arrogance on the man's face became hot In his heart, "Everyone in the world will know that the Lord Zhuli... is my Scrophulariaceae."

For the first time, someone saw him.

Not Young Master Danchen.

It's... Su Yuzhu who loves rhythm.

"Send it over...it doesn't matter if the method is more drastic."

It was obviously his favorite voice, but why did it make him feel so... hateful at this time.

"It's just a deal."

The last five words completely shattered his fantasy.

why?

As I clearly said, I want to keep liking it.

why!

In your eyes, I am just a tool.

The strength on the fingers increased, and the sound of clanking sounded, and the calm like stagnant water no longer existed.

Not reconciled!

The seeds of resentment were buried deeply, and with time watered, vicious flowers bloomed.

Twisted, intense, eerie tunes.

--Snapped.

The strings broke, leaving a bloodstain on Su Yuzhu's palm.

"Su, Mr. Su!" The young man was frightened, and wanted to see Su Yuzhu's injury, but withdrew his hand from his cold gaze.

As if feeling no pain, Su Yuzhu clenched his fists tightly, letting the blood gushing out from the wound.

Xuan, ginseng.

Thinking of him who was taken away by the man that day, Su Yuzhu's heart tightened.

Will not.

How can such a person be really traumatized.

Only Wen Mo would believe such a stupid excuse.

Don't be fooled.

Su Yuzhu told herself this over and over again, but stood up and looked at the boy.

"Take me to meet your boss."

Not to save him.

only……

Yes, just to see his expression...

Under the leadership of the boy, Su Yuzhu came to a door.

The door was half open, so he could clearly see what was going on inside.

The restlessness of the past few days finally collapsed at this moment.