Proudly follow your heart

The sky is high, the blue is as blue as washing, the ground is like a bed, and the clumps of white hibiscus flowers become the best curtains, the branches shake, making a rustling sound, spreading a faint chill.

The nasal cavity is warm, as if it has a high fever. Every time you take a breath, the cold fragrance will be mixed with the heat of passion. Between the contradictions and temptations, it ignites another burning.

What is hatred?What is hate?Or, what is love...

At this moment, it seems that nothing has anything to do with Jun Zhanran, and everything is gone.

The only thing left is Nangong Cangao, Nangong Cangao in his arms, his breath, his sweaty skin, the temperature of his body and body, his sight tightly wrapped around him... Besides, nothing else.

The winter snow has long since melted away, leaving the dry soil and the luxuriant white hibiscus rooted in the soil.

The white petals blown off by the wind fell to the ground like snowflakes, and were stained with skin during certain violent actions. A man like Nangong Cang Ao shouldn't make people feel that Bai Furong is commensurate with him.

But Jun Zhanran felt that it was very suitable at the moment, especially when the sweat was streaming down the tight bare chest, and the whiteness seemed to be absorbed, so he couldn't help but leaned over to kiss, when he heard Nangong Cang Ao Moaning, he will feel hot in the heart.

"What do you say to win this world for me... Even if you don't say it, I will ask you to do it... Don't forget, I wanted to use you to do this from the beginning..." At that time, maybe I didn't think so far, There are so many, but they really think so, wanting to use Nangong Cang Ao.

"How do you know that I didn't use the power in my hand to lure you into the bait, so that you would have such thoughts, and then fall into my trap and fall for me?" Nangong Cang Ao just chuckled, ambiguously, hoarsely .

"Why bother with what it used to be." Jun Zhanran didn't care anymore, the important thing is now, even if they used each other at the beginning, today is different from the past.

Therefore, whether it is a friend or an enemy, as long as Jun Zhanran is still Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao is still Nangong Cangao, even if there will be a fight one day, in the end, no one can do without anyone.

Some people are destined to be entangled for a lifetime, either for hatred or for love.

They should all be thankful that they belong to the latter.

The bundles of hair are messy, the intertwined strands of hair are the same as the overlapping bodies, and it is difficult to distinguish each other's breath, let alone where and from whom the high temperature comes from, the lips and tongue are entwined, and the tightly clenched hands are full of passion. Damp, overhead light flickers under swaying white hibiscus.

From time to time, people pass by the back garden of the house, and the man's breathing and panting can be faintly heard from the swaying flowers, and the hoarse growl has a certain kind of depression and joy.

As the wind blows, there will be occasional human voices in the distance. Whenever this happens, Jun Zhanran will suddenly stop his movements, and after a while, he will squeeze Nangong Cangao even more intensely.

Hiding under the half-person-high flowers, it seemed as if they were in another world. Because they were busy with the affairs of the Linnan court a few days ago, they hadn't been so close for a long time, and they had never been so presumptuous in such a place.

When the clouds collected and the rain cleared, Jun Zhan ran back and kissed Nangong Cang Ao on the lips again. Just as the lips were about to part, Nangong Cang Ao hugged him back again.

"Stay a little longer." The words spit out from his lips were vague, and Nangong Cang Ao's cheeks still had the salty smell of sweat. He pulled up Nangong Cang Ao's messy clothes, and lay back down again.

Nangong Cang Ao seemed to like his performance just now, and also liked this place very much, looking at the sky above his head side by side, the two calmed down their breath together.

Pushing away a petal that fell on his shoulder, Jun Zhanran looked lazy and relaxed. Others may not imagine that he would have such an indulgent side. After all, in the eyes of the world, he is the one The landlord of Wulou, let alone indulgence, even whether he has human feelings is difficult to be sure.

Only he can see this side.

Thinking of this, Nangong Cang Ao had a smile on his lips.

Jun Zhanran was half-closing his eyes, not paying attention, recalling Lin Zhaoran's words again, and laughed at himself, "I always think that I am ruthless, at least I can be rational and not be swayed by emotions, but suppose one day, you and I turn against each other, we I'm afraid I may not be able to be cruel to you."

"What nonsense." Nangong Cang Ao scoffed at this assumption, and punitively kissed Jun Zhanran's lips hard until it was almost bloody.

It seems that he really dislikes this topic, Jun Zhanran licked his hot lips.

After all, this place is outside, and they looked disheveled, so they couldn't stay for a long time. After a while, they took each other back to the house.

Whether they will be enemies is not a question they need to consider, they don't even need to think about it, their common enemy is Huangde and Xia Guo.

For a long period of time, the topic of Lin Nan's courtship has always revolved around Xia Guo, and of course Bei Jiang.

The war between Bei Jiang and Xia Guo started from a small, tentative battle, which has developed into a big battle between the borders. If Bei Jiang wins this battle, it will have an immeasurable impact.

Beijiang's aura will definitely be boosted, and Xia Guo's face will be wiped away.

The rest of the countries, such as Linnan, Xisu, and Langdong, are paying close attention to the situation of the war. The outcome of this battle will greatly affect the attitudes of these countries towards this war.

Watching or joining, eyes are watching the battle situation, ambitions and desires are ready to move, like grass in late winter and early spring, suddenly soaring up.

This battle took place in the third month after Nangong Cangao became the general of Lin Nanguo to protect the country. This time, Jun Zhanran was also in the early court.

As a guest official who has been famous for a long time but has never appeared a few times, his existence cannot but be said to be very special, particularly conspicuous, and also very attention-grabbing.