After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

He couldn't help stretching out his legs and stepping on the slipped trousers, "What? Isn't it your favorite to dangle your bare legs in front of men? What are you doing with them?"

Wang Weizhi's outstretched hand trembled, Wen Xian's humiliation was obvious, he had already obeyed his will, he was no longer disobedient to him, why did Wen Xian do this?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the handsome man leaned forward and hugged him into his arms. This posture seemed intimate, but the words he said were cold and piercing.

He just listened to Wang Weizhi's ear, snorted coldly and warned: "You'd better not make any crooked ideas, especially Shen Yanfei, that's not something you can touch."

As he said that, he pulled out Wang Weizhi's muscle-creating ointment, "You don't even deserve to use his stuff!"

Wang Weizhi's face turned pale, every word Wen Xian said was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard, although he had already guessed Wen Xian's feelings for Shen Yanfei in his heart, but when he really put it in front of him, , His heart still couldn't help throbbing.

With a wry smile, he stretched out a forced arc, "Yes, I am so different from Mr. Shen, so naturally I don't deserve it."

Wen Xian narrowed his eyes, "It's good that you understand, you'd better remember who you are at all times, don't attract others when I can't see, otherwise I will lock you up and keep you forever I can't leave Wenfu either."

As he spoke, he casually discarded the muscle-creating ointment he had just taken out in a corner, and then took out the bottle of good wound medicine from his pocket.

I took some with my fingers, and regardless of Wang Weizhi's wishes, I stretched out my hand directly in this posture.

The body of the person in his arms tensed up for a moment, but he was forced to relax soon.

Seeing his low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Wen Xian finally felt better, and the hand that applied the medicine became more and more ambiguous.

But after touching the slightly cracked hole, those obscene thoughts calmed down a lot, feeling the pain of the person in his arms, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Why didn't you say that there was such a long crack?"

Wang Weizhi lowered his eyes, what is there to say?Will you stop if you say it?

Seeing his restraint, Wen Xian couldn't help but be more careful in his movements, but he still didn't let him go and said: "You are really useless, even this body is so useless."

After taking the medicine, Wang Weizhi was already sweating profusely, Wen Xian let him go, and carried him to the bed.

He put the bottle of wound medicine in his arms on the table and said: "You take this medicine once in the morning and at night, don't move around in the near future, so you can rest." It was time to rest, but Wen Xian had no intention of leaving.

Wang Weizhi saw that he was sitting still for a long time and didn't know what he was going to do, so his whole heart couldn't help but aroused.

The two of them sat quietly for a long while, Wang Weizhi finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head slightly and found that Wen Xian was looking straight at him, he turned his gaze away and asked, "It's getting late, is your Highness still going back to the room to rest?"

As soon as this question came out, Wen Xian's face darkened inexplicably, and the tall man stood up and said: "Which of the servants who followed me in the past didn't want to climb into my bed? You are good, but you drove me out."

Wang Weizhi lowered his eyebrows and didn't speak, maybe he knew that he was injured today, Wen Xian didn't make it difficult for him, he just snorted unhappily, when he stood up, his eyes fell on the muscle-creating ointment that was discarded in the corner, and he couldn't help but feel In order to be eye-catching, he raised his hand and took the small porcelain bottle over. After looking at the bottle of good wound medicine he brought on the table, his mood went smoothly.

When he came out of Wang Weizhi's room, the attendants waiting outside the courtyard were still waiting in good order. Wen Xian's mood improved a lot. When he walked up to the personal guard, he threw the muscle-creating ointment to him, "You are rewarded."

The guard was still a little dazed, he didn't have any injuries, and he didn't do anything well, so why did he get the reward for no reason?Or this muscle-creating cream?But the thing was rewarded by Wen Xian, so he still planned to keep it safe, and was about to pick up the medicine bottle.

Wen Xian paused, then quickly turned around and asked for the bottle of medicine back. How could he almost forget that it belonged to Shen Yanfei!

The days passed day by day, and with Wen Xian's warning, Wang Weizhi didn't dare to go to Shen Yanfei anymore, not because of Wen Xian's words, but because he was afraid of causing trouble to Shen Yanfei.

Shen Yanfei didn't come to his courtyard very often, and the two of them rarely met in the mansion. The last time they saw each other, most of Wen Xian was there, and the two of them just nodded their heads, not having any deep contact.

Since Wang Weizhi became obedient, the situation has indeed improved a lot. At least Wen Xian will not make things difficult for him, but he is still not allowed to leave the house for too long. If he does not come back within the time specified by Wen Xian, he will be punished Wen Xian tried to "punish" him.

Wang Weizhi didn't understand where Wen Xian's sexual interest in him came from. He wanted to wait for Wen Xian to get bored and let him go, but for a short time it seemed that this man was still tireless towards him.

However, Wang Weizhi seems to have found a way to get along with Wen Xian. He used to think that Wen Xian was gentle and kind, but now he understands that this man is selfish, domineering and extremely possessive, like a dormant lion. .

But when the two were getting along, as long as Wang Weizhi forced himself to stroke along his hair, Wen Xian would retract his paws, and when he was in a good mood, he might even come over and lick him.

Wang Weizhi used this way to get along with Wen Xian, and sometimes he even had the illusion that nothing happened, but he knew very well in his heart what kind of face was underneath that handsome and affectionate face.

And Wen Xian seemed to have discovered a very interesting thing during this time, as long as he showed Wang Weizhi the smile he used to pretend, Wang Weizhi would look at him stupidly for a while.

He enjoyed this gaze very much, it seemed that some of Wang Weizhi's fascination for him could be glimpsed in that gaze.

Only after thinking about it later, Wang Weizhi found out sadly that this period of time that he thought was miserable was the only stable life in his later life.

As the time for the royal hunting draws closer, Wang Weizhi's state of mind has calmed down a lot as time goes by.

And in a basement in the south of the city, many workers are beating in full swing. One by one, extremely sharp arrows and sharp swords are knocked out from such hammering, and piled up on the side. …

On this day, a red sandalwood and fragrant wooden carriage engraved with threads drove out from the gate of Wen Mansion.

The curtain corners of the carriage were blown open, and a handsome man inside was hugging someone.

Wen Xian rested his forehead on Wang Weizhi's shoulder, and sighed comfortably, "It's not far from the hunting time in the paddock, I really miss you."

Wang Weizhijing was leaning in his arms, his waist was still a little sore, after tossing and tossing for most of the night yesterday, Wen Xian pulled him out of the door early this morning.

"The hunting time in the paddock is less than a month, and Weizhi will wait for His Highness to return in the mansion."

Wen Xian smiled lowly, turned the person around, and Wang Weizhi could still see red marks under Wang Weizhi's half-covered collar, "I really like your cute appearance more and more the more I look at it."

Wang Weizhi didn't answer, just smiled along with it, just when a gust of wind came, the car curtain on one side was lifted a little, and the dazzling light from outside sneaked in and sprinkled on Wang Weizhi's profile, the round cat's eyes seemed to have water light fluctuations.

Wen Xian's heart felt itchy when he saw it, he was actually a little obsessed, he leaned over to steal the fragrance on Wang Weizhi's lips, as if he didn't think it was enough, his greasy tongue slid back and forth between the teeth of the two of them.

Wang Weizhi opened his mouth in cooperation, and Wen Xian grabbed his lips domineeringly. After the kiss, both of them breathed heavily. There was a dark glint in Wen Xian's long and narrow fox eyes. Looking at Wang Weizhi's red lips, He suddenly said: "I've changed my mind, you come with me."

Wang Weizhi paused for a moment, "Okay."

The carriage drove slowly and stopped in front of a shop in the south of the city. Wen Xian pulled Wang Wei out of the carriage.

In front of them is an ironware shop, this ironware shop is quite famous, although it is not as good as the one built by a special person in the palace, but it is not in the slightest, there are quite a few dignitaries who come to them to make utensils all day long.

At this moment, there were two or three shirtless men standing at the door of the iron shop, one of them was holding a piece of iron, and the other was beating with a heavy hammer.

"Come on, go in and have a look." Wen Xian said, holding Wang Weizhi's waist and walked in. His attitude was frivolous and his actions were very ambiguous.

Although Wen Xian was not favored, he was still a prince now. Although Emperor Wen didn't welcome him, he never treated him badly in daily life.

Seeing the well-dressed and handsome man, the owner of the iron shop immediately approached him with a flattering expression, "My lord, what do you want?"

Wen Xian glanced at him, "Is the weapon I ordered a few days ago ready?"

The boss was taken aback, and the guard following Wen Xian stepped forward and took out a receipt from his pocket.

The boss recognized the appearance of the guard, recovered his senses and hurriedly bowed to Wen Xian: "I don't know that the villain is the weapon that the third prince wants, so he ordered someone to bring the weapon up."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly gave orders, and after a while, a servant brought out a bright and colorful bow.

This bow is quite exquisitely made, and the whole is not big. The bow has smooth lines and is painted with black paint. The bow adds a touch of luxury.

"Okay!" Wen Xian exclaimed, tightened the bowstring and took aim, and let go of it slightly, the bowstring bounced back to its original position with a buzzing sound.

Wen Xian was very satisfied, and handed the bow to Wang Weizhi, "Try it."

Wang Wei was taken aback, he raised his eyes to look at Wen Xian and then at the rare and extraordinary bow, hesitantly took it after a while.

When Wang Weizhi was young, he was only the son of an outside member of the town. Even if he was lucky enough to be the only son of the Wei family for a few months later, he was still very unfamiliar with bow hunting.

Although the bow didn't look big, it was unexpectedly heavy. Wang Weizhi felt his arms go limp when he lifted it up and pulled the string.

Wen Xian watched from the side amusedly, seeing his blushing, stepped forward to help him out.

"How?" He took the bow, knowing that Wang Weizhi didn't understand, but he still wanted to ask him.

All eyes looked at him following the question. Wang Weizhi was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Very good."

Wen Xian grinned, "This is naturally the best." After he finished speaking, he put the bow back into the box and ordered the guards to take it carefully, and then took Wang Weizhi to wander around the shop.

The author has something to say: eat the fourth day of depositing manuscripts. . .