【Zhou Ye】The King of Luoyang

Just in time for the change of seasons, Ye Xiu's wind and cold procrastinated, and he hadn't recovered after ten days. He didn't have a fever or a cold, but he coughed frequently.He usually looks like he hasn't woken up, but this time it's even better, he looks like he's gone out to be a thief in the middle of the night every day, and he has no energy at all.

Zhou Zekai asked the kitchen to stew supplements in different ways for Ye Xiu every day, and he really raised it like a happy pulse.He had nothing to do and he touched Ye Xiu's stomach tenderly, "Nothing happened."

Ye Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a bowl and biting a spoon, "It's only been a month, it's still early."

Zhou Zekai felt even more fascinated.

"Do you want a name, Xiao Zhou?"

Zhou Zekai showed a look of hard thinking.

Jiang Botao couldn't bear it any longer. He was reviewing the roster of newly promoted non-commissioned officers with Zhou Zekai in the study room, and he remembered something about building the tomb. He wanted to ask Ye Xiu, so he went back to the room with Zhou Zekai.He regretted it when he came, and it wasn't something urgent, so why did he have to rush to ask now.

"You two...can't you wait until I'm gone to play?"

Ye Xiu stuck out his tongue while drinking the soup, stretched out his face to ask Zhou Zekai to wipe his mouth, and said very reasonable, "Then who will watch the game?" Then he tried to propose, "How about...you can find someone to replace it. your class?"

The tonic was on Ye Xiu's body, but Zhou Zekai felt the most intuitively, sleeping next to Ye Xiu every night, like sleeping next to a burning charcoal basin.

If you are hot, you can be hot, you are not honest, turning over is like a cannonball, it is shot out and hits Zhou Zekai.

That day Zhou Zekai lay down early and fell asleep late, thinking about things.The battle at Mangshan has come to an end, and rewards must be given for meritorious service, and the recruits must be reorganized into the Zhou family's army.This new team is all from the suburbs of Luoyang, and they are more suitable for stationing in the local area than the soldiers he brought from his hometown. However, the banditry is hard to change, and it is not easy to restrain. You can't lose them money and food, so that they will give birth to the heart of rebellion , and let them know how powerful they are, and not dare to make mistakes easily, it is not small.In addition, his father may not trust foreigners, and may not agree to his arrangement.Therefore, he decided to find the money himself, and raise the team first... The more Zhou Zekai thought about it, the more excited he became, until the end, his mind was full of topographical maps from the battles he had fought in these years, the red flags with black lines on the dim yellow background, circling around ...

Finally fell asleep, the figure was floating on the water and was about to sink to the bottom, but was disturbed by Ye Xiu, and the drowsiness disappeared.He woke up, squinted for a while, and felt sleepy again. Ye Xiu rolled over and threw himself into his arms again, and the sleepiness was gone again...

Zhou Zekai opened his big eyes full of hatred and resentment in the darkness, thinking that Ye Xiu would never be allowed to sleep in the same bed with someone else, it was too scary.

As if feeling what Zhou Zekai was thinking, Ye Xiu wanted to make him more "scared". Instead of moving around on the bed, he hung one arm up, and his hand wandered restlessly on Zhou Zekai's body. The movements were not big, but deadly. Scratch on the left, then scratch the right after a while.

Can't you let me go?

Zhou Zekai gritted his teeth, and simply took Ye Xiu's evil hand and put it under his crotch, wanting to touch it, let's touch this.

With a penis in his hand, Ye Xiu unconsciously circled his fingers around Zhou Zekai's thing.At that moment, Zhou Zekai felt his heart and life were wrapped by Ye Xiu, and fell into the warm flesh, branded with his delicate palm prints.He was congested and swollen in Ye Xiu's hands, and it was painfully hard.

His arms were pulled, and Ye Xiu's people also nestled over, curled up beside Zhou Zekai, Zhou Zekai put his arms around his shoulders, his nose and lips touched the top of his hair, "It's so hot...Ye Xiu...your hands are so hot... "

He leaned against Ye Xiu's head, closed his eyes, and waited for Ye Xiu to continue being "dishonest", so that he could relax in his "dishonesty".

Zhou Zekai waited and waited, hard and hard, poking and jumping in Ye Xiu's hand. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiu became honest, wrapped only in the stick under his crotch, and remained motionless.

"Ye Xiu..."

Ye Xiu didn't move.

"help me……"

Ye Xiu still didn't move.

"..."

Zhou Zekai was at the end of his skills and had no choice but to rely on himself. He raised his waist and swung his hips, using Ye Xiu's hands.The bulging tendons rub against the palm of the hand, and the round head pokes in and out of the hole formed by the fingers.

When shooting, Zhou Zekai held Ye Xiu's hand and forced him to tighten his grip, twisted and squeezed the stem head in a circle, rubbed his thumb on the folds of the stem bark, and finally opened the small hole in the middle. Pinch hard...

Sweat dripped from Zhou Zekai's body, which stuck to Ye Xiu by the way. He crossed one arm and hugged Ye Xiu tightly. Before and after the orgasm, he couldn't restrain his affection, and kept pecking and spraying hot air on his face.

I don't know whether it was because sleeping next to Zhou Zekai was too reassuring or the soothing decoction he drank before going to bed had an effect, but Ye Xiu didn't wake up.His palms and fingers were filled with turbid fluid. Zhou Zekai had breathed enough and breathed evenly. He wiped off the rest of his head, and was about to get up and find water to wipe him off. Refuse to admit it.

It was a poignant idea, but unfortunately it was destroyed before it could be implemented.

For the convenience of handling, Zhou Zekai's pajama pants were pulled back to his knees. As soon as his things slipped out, Ye Xiu's hands kept their original position and hung down on his thighs.In the end, when he sat up straight, Ye Xiu let go of his hand, and wiped his legs, and exchanged the other's essence for the other's body. After success, he turned over and continued to sleep.

"..."

Zhou Zekai put his hands on Ye Xiu several times, and when he wanted to do something, he retracted them again. Finally, he took off Ye Xiu's pants, held his buttocks, and took a bite like biting a peach, before he was done.

"Hmm..." Now Ye Xiu had a reaction, flattened his shoulders, and asked in a nasal voice as if sleepwalking, "What's wrong..."

"...Kill the mosquitoes."

During this period of time Zhou Zekai was relatively free and spent a lot of time at home. Every day he just read books, met local officials who came and went, forced Ye Xiu to exercise, rode horses to hunt, cycled around the lake, and occasionally watched operas and listened to music. Life is as happy as a fairy, but it feels a bit unreal and vain, like a reflection in a lake, a stone is thrown and it is destroyed.

Ye Xiu's comfort is not a fake either, earning Zhou Zekai's money, sleeping with Zhou Zekai's people, admiring Zhou Zekai's treasury... There is no movement from Guo Mingyu, maybe he found a business opportunity somewhere, so he hurried to make money, Chen Guo and the others rented a shop next to the Weicaotang, doing their old job and selling antiques. Luoyang is not a place to live for a long time, and a temporary place to settle down is enough.

One morning, Zhou Zekai ordered someone to set up a net in the yard to teach Ye Xiu how to play tennis.After two rounds, Ye Xiu sat on the referee's high stool and said nothing, so Zhou Zekai had no choice but to fight with Yu Nian.

Zhou Ye and the two of them were uniformly dressed, both wearing Western-style clothes, white shirt, slim-fit long trousers, running shoes, and a light gray open-necked thin woolen vest.Ye Xiu didn't pay much attention to clothing, if it wasn't for Zhou Zekai's help, he would wear two long gowns all year round, and would only make new ones when they were worn out.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to appreciate beauty. Zhou Zekai has slender limbs and a tall and straight figure. His movements of chasing the ball, swinging his racket and running are vigorous and elegant, especially when he looks serious, with his facial features slightly closed, his eyes erect, hidden Behind the messy forehead, Ye Xiu was reminded of some kind of urgent moment where a thousand catties were hanging by a thread.Just looking at him like this made Ye Xiu feel hot all over, even his lower body reacted.

Of course, when he found that Zhou Zekai would look at him out of the corner of his eyes from time to time, seduce him, and even silently praise him for being so energetic and handsome, he knew that he was not the only one who was ready to move.

If this continues, this tennis game will definitely be endless.