Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

After the wedding was over, the two left everyone who was still in the auditorium and drove back to the old site.

Two pieces of clothes packed in exquisite gift boxes have been quietly placed on the table in the bedroom. The wedding has been held for a day, and both of them are very tired, but their spirits are extremely excited.

For some unknown reason, as soon as Su Shang came in, he sat down on the newly replaced stool and poured a cup of tea. After smelling the tea subconsciously, it was different from what he remembered, so he smiled.

"This place is still a little different from the past." Su Shang took a sip to moisten his lips, and felt the slightly astringent and mellow tea fragrance echoing between his lips and teeth. After a while, when the fragrance was almost familiar, he speeded up a little.

Su Cong nodded, took the tea that Su Shang had poured for him, without beating the bush at all, "Ah Shang, put on your clothes, let me have a look."

"Okay." Su Shang put down the teacup and didn't say anything more, picked up the silver-white long armor in the lid, looked at it, put it down again, and began to undress in front of Su Cong.

"I'll do it myself, don't move." Su Shang looked at Su Cong with a smile on his face, and after a while, he said as if he couldn't bear to stand up, took off the last underwear on his body, picked it up A pair of obscene trousers made of cotton cloth in the box were put on slowly.

Although he didn't shy away from Su Cong, but when he was wearing it, he bent down and turned around to make the important parts more faintly visible, making it impossible for people to turn their eyes away.

There are no electric lights here, and all the candles in the room are thickened specially made by Su Cong, which are enough to burn until tomorrow day. From time to time, there will be a gust of wind blowing outside, bringing a bit of coolness and comfort that belongs to the night, but more of it is still hot.

hot.

Su Cong clutched the teacup in his hand expressionlessly. The tea was still hot, but there was a cool feeling after he swallowed it. He couldn't help it, as if people were exposed to something more...something that could extinguish the fire.

Su Shang over there put on the outermost layer of armor and turned around. In fact, this dress was originally designed to facilitate movement and protect the body well. Don't save so much money to give it to him. Su Shang bought all the materials. Since then, Su Shang has rarely been injured on the battlefield. It can be said that the armor brought him a lot of help.

Every once in a while, Ao Bie will do some processing on Su Shang's shirt, striving for excellence.

It is also because of this that after several years of transformation, although that piece of armor has not been discovered until now, according to the records of the Jinyuan History, General Guiyuan has an armor that is invulnerable to swords and guns, and there are even rural ghost novels that say that This piece of armor is a gift from the gods, protecting the general from death or injury in battle.

It wasn't until Su Shang was fully dressed and put on the helmet that Su Cong's throat made an obvious swallowing movement. He stood up and walked in front of Su Shang. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Su Shang.

Su Shang pointed to his clothes, and said helplessly to Su Cong, "Cong Cong, I'm very hot now."

Su Cong: "?"

Su Shang smiled, with an inexplicable smell, then he turned around and closed the door on one side from the inside, making a deep and long 'squeak' sound.

The sound of the door valve being closed was very obvious in the surrounding night where insects were buzzing. Su Cong couldn't turn his head around for a moment, and saw that Su Shang had turned around and stood by the door, and said with a smile: "I'll come Wear the dragon robe for you, okay?"

"...Okay." The corner of Su Cong's mouth twitched up, not a smile, but at that moment, he didn't even know what kind of expression he was going to have.

The emperor is newly married. On the morning of the second day, the dragon robe and all other matters related to dressing are handled by the queen herself... It is not morning, and the two of them have not yet bridal chamber, but this does not mean that Su Shang cannot put the dragon robe on him After that, he took it off with his own hands.

Su Cong opened his hands and turned his back to Su Shang. This posture made the muscles on his back and arms appear as smooth as flowing water. Su Shang couldn't help touching it twice when he saw it.

Then he saw the muscles on Su Cong's back suddenly tense. Su Shang smiled, put the short coat on him, turned around and walked in front of Su Cong, staring at his chin deliberately, completely ignoring the fact that the dragon robe was already worn underneath. The front hem supports an obvious arc.

After finally hanging up the last Yingluo Festival, Su Shang pushed away a step, looked Su Cong up and down, deliberately let him hang for a while, and then nodded and said in admiration: "When you ascended the throne, you should be the same as you are now." Roughly the same."

At that time, he had hoped all his life to watch Aobie climb the mountain and see his appearance in yellow robes before everyone, but unfortunately his expectations failed, and he only saw him after everyone else.

"Yeah." Su Cong didn't notice what Su Shang said at all, and kept staring at Su Shang's mouth - Su Shang drinks water regularly and pays attention to health maintenance, so his lips are always moist, adding It's hot in the sky, and I drank a few sips of tea just now, and now it looks a lot more hydrated.

After seeing it, Su Shang quickly turned his head and sat on the carved bed, put his feet on the pedals, looked at Su Shang's face with beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks, and smiled, "I'm usually so impatient, this It's time to stay?"

As expected, Su Cong was stunned. He watched Su Shang being so hot that he took off his helmet and casually put it aside. He breathed a sigh of relief as if it was cool, and then used his hand as a fan to blow himself some air, with a look on his face. He looked at himself helplessly.

Then he silently lowered his head to look at his brother who was already standing upright, only then belatedly remembered something he had forgotten.

Being reminded by Su Shang, he immediately became energetic.

Su Shang smiled and was thrown down by Su Cong and pressed on the bed. Su Cong was panting hotly. After all, the temperature can reach forty degrees at the hottest time in modern summer. Even if it is better at night, it is not much better. People are still wearing such thick clothes.

The feeling of the weight and temperature of the human body on the body is very strange. Su Shang squinted his eyes with joy, then put his hands on Su Cong's shoulders, smiled slightly, and slid his hand down to look at Su Cong's bright black eyes , said: "I just put it on and I will take it off soon..."

Su Cong held back his breath, began to grind his teeth with Su Shang's neck in his mouth, and whispered, "I'll be lighter..."

Mosquito incense has actually been lit inside the house, but after all, apart from daily cleaning and care, there are no people living in the surrounding area because it is an ancient cultural heritage. Although it is also a scenic spot, this house is too old to be allowed Let people go in and visit.

Even so, it seems to be able to hear the 'buzzing' sound of mosquitoes flying around the ears.

Su Shang raised his neck slightly, his outer robe had already been untied by Su Cong, and his speed was actually faster than him.

Just as he was about to ask Su Cong why he was so fast, there was a fiery gasp close to his ear, and a deep voice rang in his ear, "You forgot, I used to take off your clothes when you fell asleep... ..."

Su Shang shrank back a bit, Su Cong's hand was rubbing against his waist at the moment.

How could he not remember, not only the clothes he entrusted to himself, when he was eight years old, he woke up every morning and curled up in his arms, and some nights when he fell asleep, he had to hold his chest and bury his head on it. satisfy.

He didn't know why Ao Bie did that, probably because the sound of his own heartbeat could give him a sense of security, so even if Su Shang wasn't used to it, it would become natural after a long time.

Later, when Ao Bie grew up and stopped doing that... on the contrary, he was not used to it.

There was a lack of pressure on his chest, and he always felt that something was wrong. During that period of time, he always hugged the quilt together to make it feel better.

Su Cong smiled lightly, indescribably wanton and frivolous, and then gently stroked the back of Su Shang's neck with one hand to appease him, his lower body suddenly entered inside with force, and immediately let out a satisfied sigh.

Su Shang frowned slightly, grabbed Su Cong's arm with one hand, didn't know whether to push it away or pull it closer, and grabbed the sheet under him with the other hand, biting his lip lightly, catering to Su Cong's movements little by little.

At night, even though Su Cong had said that he would restrain himself, Su Shang still fainted in the end, and he didn't wake up until the sun was shining and it was past twelve o'clock.

Lying naked/naked/naked in an air-conditioned room, covered with a soft and silky quilt is really a very comfortable life. Su Shang's back is sore and soft, but he doesn't feel any pain, and his body feels refreshed. In this environment, before he opened his eyes, he stretched himself comfortably.

Then the door was gently opened, and a light and a clumsy and cheerful footsteps came from far and near. Su Shang opened his eyes, and saw that he wanted to go to bed but didn't dare, and he was squatting on the bedside, with his front paws pawed. Beside the bed, the grand duke who was resting his head on it was stupid and forgot to retract his tongue, and the little beast who jumped onto the bedside table and was wagging its tail slightly.

"When did you bring me back?" Su Shang sat up from the bed, took the mouthwash Su Cong brought to clean his mouth, and wiped his face with a towel before asking.

"I didn't pay attention to the time." Su Cong put the things in his hands aside, turned around and took the wrinkle that had been simmering on the fire, "There are too many mosquitoes and insects over there, and there is no bathing thing, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable again."

Last time, although he was satisfied in his heart and let Su Shang sleep with him all night, Su Shang actually suffered for two days, and his body was always uncomfortable.

Su Shang naturally knew what Su Cong was thinking in his heart, but he thought that if he really woke up there the next day, his whole body would be sticky with sweat and Su Cong's stuff, and he would indeed feel uncomfortable, so he also felt that although it was hard work, Some, but now I am really satisfied.

After a few sips of appetizing Su Shang put on his clothes, got out of bed and walked to the dining room, and asked Su Cong who followed him step by step, "Is there any pickles?"

Clear porridge is best eaten with small pickles.

Su Cong paused and did not reply. When Su Shang couldn't find it and looked back, Su Cong stared at his toes and said, "Ah Shang, put down the bowl first, and I will tell you something."

Su Shang raised his eyebrows.

After confirming that the current distance is relatively safe, Su Cong thought about it, then took out his mobile phone and pressed a phone number, saying, "This is Bai Beixia's phone..."

"and then?"

Su Cong slowly handed the phone to Su Shang, and then whispered, "Su Miao is pregnant."