Correct posture of masochism [system]

Tingyu Pavilion is located in the west of the city, facing Suhu Lake, away from the hustle and bustle. It is a quiet place where some literati and refined scholars often come to recite poems and write poems.

In the pavilion, Jiang Yu put his legs on the railing, closed his eyes lazily, his thoughts wandered for a while, and then let go. Just when he was about to fall asleep, the sound of steady footsteps fell into his ears in the breeze .

The man stood on the stone steps in front of the pavilion under the bright moonlight, looking at the brocade-clothed young man in the pavilion, his eyes hid a light that was deeper than the lake behind him.

Jiang Yu opened his closed eyes a little, and stared at the man who was stuck in place through the small slit. Cold anger burst out from his dark eyes, "How long do you want me to wait?"

Song Yan's throat trembled slightly, and he let out a sigh, which seemed to be the helplessness that he couldn't control his hands and feet, and also seemed to be cramped in the face of the next situation.

He approached with a chuckle, his straight back bent into a slight arc, with a pleasing smile on his face, "Your Majesty is impatient?"

Jiang Yu glanced over with a piercing look, took off his legs on the railing, stood up and stood in front of Song Yan, "I've been in a harem recently, should you give me an explanation?"

Song Yan's eyes darkened a bit, and then turned into a warm smile, and he said calmly, "What I do is what your Majesty wants to see, isn't it?"

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, then smiled, "Then, should I be rewarded?"

Song Yan stared at him, smiled and said, "It's the duty of a minister."

Jiang Yu put away his smile, "Do you like me?" It was me, not Zhen.

Song Yan also closed the curvature of his lips, and said those two words that he had chewed countless times, "I like it."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "The harem still lacks a queen."

Song Yan didn't answer, but said, "I haven't married yet."

Jiang Yuyong suddenly looked at him with crazy eyes, and asked the king of a country to marry the prime minister, unless the world was turned upside down.

"Is there a man named Seventeen in His Majesty's hidden guard?" Song Yan looked at the young man in front of him, not missing the slightest change on his face, "It's strange to say that I heard about it when the first emperor was unconscious. The most is that name."

Song Yan knew that Shi Qi was shocked by this incident to Jiang Yu far more than that Shi Qi was the late emperor's illegitimate son. Jiang Yu's breathing stopped for a while, and he snorted, full of sarcasm, "It seems that my every move It's under the eyes of the prime minister."

Song Yan shook his head and said with a faint smile, "Not entirely." Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to discover the hidden side of this child.

The two of them laughed like that, their eyes met each other, and their breath brushed against each other's lips, something inexplicable emerged little by little, and then diffused unknowingly.

Song Yan looked at Jiang Yu meaningfully, "With your majesty's intelligence, you should know something. I wonder if your majesty really wants to be a wise king?"

No, he wanted to complete the task and left without giving an answer. Jiang Yu's fingers lightly touched Song Yan's face, and his fingertips slowly traced down along the clear and distinct outline. There was a smile on the corner of his lips. A sigh escaped from his throat, "My prime minister is a coward who dares to think and dare not do."

Three parts frivolous, three parts provocative voice, the remaining part is a vague invitation, Song Yan's eyelashes drooped half a part, and when he raised them again, something inside was about to overflow.

The next moment, Jiang Yu's lips were covered with ice, and he suddenly regretted that he should not stand up. The difference in height made his neck sore soon, and he let his heels off the ground with a dark face.

Song Yan moved away a little, rubbed his fingers against Jiang Yu's moist and soft lips, and pressed it up again. It wasn't the previous moment's light taste, but repeated grinding and grinding, with increasing strength.

Until you lose control, out of control.

The necks were staggered and intertwined intimately, each other's lips and teeth were constantly touching and exploring, and the gradually raised voice was tinged with a layer of burning temperature.

Song Yan's fingers lifted Jiang Yu's chin, his blood-colored lips turned red from being bitten by the other party, his heavy breathing, including the heat under his clothes, exposed his composure.

There was a pain on the lip, and the tongue was violently plundered by the intruding tongue, without the slightest intention of restraining, constantly disturbing his nerves, Song Yan frowned lightly, and a strange flash appeared from the corners of his drooping eyes.

There are more flavors that have never been tasted before, which melt into the limbs and bones along the swallowed saliva.

Before he knew it, everything had been swept away, it was a wonderful feeling that made his whole back tremble uncontrollably.

What kind of soul resides in this child's body?

Song Yan's palm moved up and down Jiang Yu's waist, a little carelessly, but the temperature in his palm was already rising uncontrollably.

Ignoring the unfathomable probing eyes, Jiang Yu stretched out his tongue and licked Song Yan's ear, breathed in his ear, and his intentionally slow tone made people gasp, " Song Yan, do you dare to offend me?"

dare?Why dare not?

Song Yan lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Jiang Yu's cheek, wrapped his hand around the back and pressed it on the back of his neck, slightly parted his lips, and sucked heavily on his slightly flushed neck, making wet marks one by one.

At this time, the wind was still blowing slowly, but it couldn't relieve it at all, and every time it was inadvertently rubbed, it would be like a fire.

Jiang Yu put his arm on Song Yan's neck, rubbed his earlobe with his fingertips lightly, raised his head to accept those delicate and slow kisses, and spoke lazily with a teasing smile.

"Everyone says that today's prime minister is pure-hearted, with no sorrow, no joy, no anger, no sorrow, covering the sky with one hand, and he is a man who harms the country and the people, but that's all."

Song Yan's eyelids were half raised, and his deep and hot gaze paused for a moment on the young man's face full of evil smiles, then he shook his head and chuckled, "I'm just a mortal."

So there will be seven emotions and six desires, will be so despicable to use bad means to release the inner jealousy, and will be impulsive like a reckless man, time and time again.

Jiang Yu licked his slightly red and swollen lips, and smiled ambiguously and sinisterly, "Song Yan, I allow you to be presumptuous to me once."

"The minister obeys the order..."

Song Yan's throat vibrated, and his crushed voice was hoarse and dull. He took a deep breath, bent over, picked up the person in his arms, and entered the Accord.

The layout in the Accord is elegant and clean, with a very faint fragrance of grass and trees.

Jiang Yu was placed on a soft couch big enough for three or four people to lie on, and his neckline, which was already open, became even more imaginative because of this action.

His eyes stayed under Song Yan's body, and his eyes were full of unscrupulous playfulness.

Song Yan was looked at calmly, and he slowly took off the jade pendant on his waist. He was calm and peaceful, gentle and orderly, without any flaws. If it wasn't for the chaotic breath and the shape that couldn't be hidden under the clothes, it would have been more perfect.

Seeing him undoing his girdle unhurriedly, calm and composed, Jiang Yu's horns twitched violently, obviously due to the irritability that could not be relieved after the expansion of desire.

"I'll count to ten, and if you haven't undressed, we're game over."

Song Yan didn't know if he understood the meaning of Jiang Yu's words, but when he counted to ten, his robes were taken off, revealing his slender body with only his inner clothes on.

Jiang Yu's picky eyes glanced back and forth on him, the lines were not too much, and the touch of his fingertips was tight, not bad.

"Has your majesty been touched by others?" Song Yan asked casually as he reached the side of the couch and put his palms on it.

Following Song Yan, Jiang Yu's breathing became faster and faster, "No."

"Really?" Song Yan suddenly chuckled, cold eyes welled up in the bottom of his eyes, and pinched maliciously, "I saw with my own eyes that His Majesty is happy like a little lazy cat with her arms around her."

Knees were pinned down, Jiang Yu's upper body bounced up, cursing in pain, "Song Yan, you are bold!"

"If I'm not courageous, I wouldn't be here." Song Yan sneered, and said leisurely, "Will your Majesty let other people get close in the future?"

Fuck, the blue veins on Jiang Yu's neck appeared, he was forced to drenched, the torrent had already rushed to the door, hitting his brain, "No, no, no, I promise, let go quickly."

"Your Majesty promises everything." Song Yan bent his lips in satisfaction, and touched Jiang Yu's head with his free hand, "I believe that Your Majesty will not break his promise."

"Oh." Jiang Yu sneered.

Next, Song Yan still controlled the rhythm. He stared at Jiang Yu's brows and eyes filled with enthusiasm, his eyes were heavy and heavy, and there was a smile on his lips, "Wait a minute."

The long-lost joy exploded in an instant, Jiang Yu lowered his arched back, closed his eyes and gasped for recollection.

Song Yan took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers. His breath was full of unignorable smells. He wiped slowly, as if thinking about something, and said in an unclear tone, "Your Majesty has really grown up."

"You have said this sentence for three years, and my eardrums are calloused." Jiang Yu didn't open his eyes, frowned and pulled his lips, "Can you change it?"

Song Yan put the dirty handkerchief aside, stretched out his hand to brush away the sweaty hair on Jiang Yu's neck, and smiled in his ear, "I have wanted to taste your majesty for a long time, it must be very beautiful."

His ears were a little wet and itchy, Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and looked directly at him, giving off an extremely provocative feeling.

Song Yan put his hand on Jiang Yu's shoulder and stroked it a few times. With a sense of comfort, he reached in with his fingers and pulled off his loose clothes, turned him over, and leaned on him tightly...

"What are you dawdling about?" Jiang Yu opened his half-closed eyes, "What's the sound?"

Song Yan remained silent.

Jiang Yu, who was lying on the couch, suddenly instinctively felt the danger. Before he could turn his head, there was a burning pain on his back, like ten thousand ants gnawing, and he roared with a gloomy face, "Song Yan, have you eaten?" Xiong Xin Leopard is so daring, dare to leave a mark on me!"

"I'm afraid that your majesty has a bad memory and forgets who it belongs to." Song Yan restrained Jiang Yu who was struggling vigorously under him, and continued to press down the object engraved with the word "Yan" even harder, listening to the piece of flesh underneath being crushed. The fire was sizzling, and the brows were full of madness and persistence that no one knew, "The dowry will be sent to His Majesty in a few days."

Jiang Yu's face turned pale from the pain, big drops of cold sweat slipped down, his hands gripped the edge of the couch tightly, his joints turned white from the force, he said hoarsely, "You wait for me."

"Okay, I will accompany you to the end." Song Yan kissed the unusually red Yan character lightly, but he couldn't get it. Those four words seemed to be completely wiped out of his mind at this moment, and there was no trace to be found again.

Jiang Yu didn't want to move anymore. He didn't know what was done to his back. Based on his understanding of this person, it might be words. Just now he suspected that he could smell the smell of barbecue.

"Song Yan, where are you biting?"

"Shh, don't be noisy."

Shhh, damn it, Jiang Yu didn't have a chance to say this, but he was nearly overwhelmed by the sudden pain...