Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

He clenched Yingzheng's palm tightly and took a deep breath to suppress the emotion surging in his heart.

Qin Zichu turned his head and said to Han Fei: "This is very good, let's set the most simple, convenient and highly recognizable characters."

Having said that, he paused.

Suddenly, the corners of Qin Zichu's mouth curved slightly, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he looked directly at Han Fei and said softly, "Ah Zheng's favorite fonts are also sorted out separately."

Since it is Ying Zheng's favorite character, he has to learn it too, and this will become a little secret between them.

When Han Fei met Qin Zichu's eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Qin Zichu with a strange expression, and his eyes turned around between him and Ying Zheng, but when he looked again, the strange feeling disappeared completely.

Afterwards, Han Fei kowtowed and said yes, and left Xianyang Palace with everyone.

Qin Zichu took Ying Zheng's hand, without saying a word, but the blush had already spread down his cheeks and into his tightly gathered neckline.

"Ah Zheng, let's go back." He was so nervous that his voice trembled slightly, but his palm was tightly clenched on Ying Zheng.

Yingzheng held Qin Zichu back, couldn't help but caressed his arm that hadn't been around for a long time, and asked with concern: "Is it because the bone just healed, and it hurts again in the rainy and windy weather?"

Qin Zichu didn't answer Ying Zheng's question.

He was not like this in the past. It is normal to want to be close to his lover, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

But now, he couldn't restrain himself from avoiding Ying Zheng's sight, but his body became hotter and hotter.

Seeing Qin Zichu dodging in front of him, but with affection in his eyes, Ying Zheng suddenly understood what he meant.

He let go of Qin Zichu's palm and said in a low voice, "Zichu, let's go back."

Qin Zichu let out a very low "Mmm", lifted his feet and walked forward.

But after only three quick steps, he slowed down, cleared his throat, and said, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry to go back."

Ying Zheng was noncommittal, but his eyes were instantly filled with a smile.

Seeing that Ying Zheng didn't reply, Qin Zichu's previous weird reaction finally subsided a lot, and he became more calm about what was about to happen.

Ying Zheng continued to follow Qin Zichu to the bedroom, but Qin Zichu suddenly stopped and said, "Today, let's take a shower separately."

Ying Zheng paused for a moment, then nodded, and followed the palace slave to the bathroom on the other side without hesitation.

Qin Zichu buried himself in the water, and a series of bubbles immediately floated up from the tub, making the sound of "gudong, gudong, gudong".

But when Qin Zichu splashed water and leaned against the wall of the bucket panting lightly, his face became more and more red.

He couldn't restrain his thoughts, and Ying Zheng's gentle and peaceful appearance when he fell asleep at night, and his...young and strong body always appeared in his mind.

Qin Zichu had no experience of being manipulated by others, and when Ying Zheng was together, he also gave up the idea of ​​"becoming Qin Shihuang".

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Is it scary?

Thinking of that scene, not to mention the lower waist, the whole person softened.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar sound of footsteps sounded, and someone stood outside the tub.

Qin Zichu turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng's open clothes. Under the orange light, Ying Zheng's young body glowed with oily light.

...I really want to bite a few bites on the chest and abs.

Qin Zichu's eyes were misty, as if water was rippling in his eyes, and the sight from top to bottom gave Ying Zheng the illusion that he was begging for love and affection.

He stretched out his hand to Qin Zichu, and said in a low voice, "Zichu, come out, your skin is wrinkled."

Qin Zichu sat up straight when Ying Zheng told him, and hurriedly stood up.

The next moment, he was pressed into the hot embrace, wrapped in a thick layer of fox fur, and carried back to the room by Ying Zheng.

A slender calf was exposed from the fox fur, and the slightly pink toes curled up, swaying with Ying Zheng's steps.

The palace slaves were not surprised by this scene.

The lord of the country is Xijie, and he takes a bath every day. After being injured, the prince has always taken care of him personally and hugged him in and out.

They have watched this scene for more than 100 days, if they can still make a fuss, their heads will fall to the ground.

Back in the bedroom, Qin Zichu struggled to get out of the fox fur in the room which was extremely warm with countless braziers burning.

Standing on the quilt with his chest rising and falling, he showed himself in Ying Zheng's eyes nakedly, and Ying Zheng knew him better than himself, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Ying Zheng looked down from his red lips.

The long hair stuck to Qin Zichu's chest, and drips of water dripped down. The crystal water droplets refracted a magnificent color under the light, and fell along Qin Zichu's body. Yingzheng's eyes also seemed to merge with the water droplets. As if in love, she clings to Qin Zichu's body tightly.

"Ah Zheng." Qin Zichu felt dry when he met such eyes.

He realized that he was a little nervous now, and tried to smile.

But when Ying Zheng raised his eyes following his call and entangled his gaze, Qin Zichu suddenly realized that he didn't need to say nonsense that didn't convey his meaning.

He wrapped his arms around Ying Zheng's neck, pulled Ying Zheng in front of him, pressed the back of his neck, and kissed him contentedly.

The familiar taste and gentle gestures are satisfying.

The corners of Qin Zichu's mouth turned up even more, and the uneasiness in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Feeling Qin Zichu's relaxation, Ying Zheng could not help but take a step forward, completely trapping him in his arms.

He gently swept his lips and tongue in the way Qin Zichu liked, and took advantage of the situation to put Qin Zichu down on the quilt.

After the kiss was over, Qin Zichu was completely relaxed.

His arms hung loosely on Ying Zheng's back, rubbing them up and down. The body under his hands was young, strong, and full of strength, no matter how he touched them, he felt enjoyable.

Qin Zichu didn't know how well Ying Zheng was doing now, but he had seen that when Ying Zheng felt hot and practiced his sword shirtless in the summer, he instantly chopped off a laurel tree that was as thick as an adult man's waist. At that moment, Ying Zheng The muscles of the entire upper body reflect a charming light.

Qin Zichu thought, Ying Zheng must be extremely powerful.

Ying Zheng traced the lines of Qin Zichu's body with his fingertips, and he raised his head to meet Qin Zichu's eyes.

Qin Zichu immediately caught the blazing flames from his eyes, and the next moment, the flames spread from Ying Zheng's eyes to his body, making him feel hot all over.

Their lips stuck together again, and Qin Zichu stroked Ying Zheng's back.

He couldn't help but said, "What did you paint on your body? It's very...sucking..."

Ying Zheng paraded around Qin Zichu's neck, stretched out an arm, and took out a beautiful box from the side of the quilt.

There is a box full of ointments in the box, and a complex fragrance of indescribable composition is mixed together, quietly exuding a sense of ghostly charm.

It seems to be full of aggression with rich floral fragrance, grass fragrance and beast violence.

The dense kiss quickly made Qin Zichu forget the previous problem, and completely ignored what the thing was made of.

He concentrated on feeling the trembling emotions and more pleasant touches on his body when someone grabbed his Adam's apple.

Ying Zheng suddenly pinched his lower back, Qin Zichu immediately let out a soft cry, his whole body was tense and trembling, and the inner thigh muscles that held Ying Zheng's body throbbed a few times.

Ying Zheng's kisses continued to fall, making him feel more happy, but also trembling more seriously.

Qin Zichu could no longer grasp the oily body under his palms, and his palms fell limply on the quilt.

Following Ying Zheng's sudden suction on his chest, the delicate brocade was torn apart with a "stab--" sound.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and his body was getting more and more empty. Qin Zichu couldn't help but raised his legs and rubbed against Ying Zheng's body. His waist was tightly pressed against him. His slender waist and back formed a beautiful curve, which fully sacrificed him. Dedicated to Ying Zheng's mouth.

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu like this, and the kiss gradually moved down.

He suddenly pressed Qin Zichu firmly, and supported the two balls on his hips with his palms to separate them to the side.

Qin Zichu trembled, but he quickly relaxed his body obediently, allowing Ying Zheng to get close to him.

The ointment that had already been melted by Ying Zheng's palm was smeared on his waist in large quantities, and the smell that seemed to be more attractive permeated the room more and more. Qin Zichu was a little dizzy. , the friction became more torturous and hot.

"Ah Zheng?" Qin Zichu couldn't help calling his name again.

Ying Zheng suddenly squeezed Qin Zichu's palm, and let him slide from the ankle to the thigh along the lower part of his waist, completely separated himself, and exposed himself in front of him.

It's almost as if he took the initiative to do it for Ying Zheng.

Someone did this shameless gesture to Qin Zichu, but he never thought that he would put on such a pose himself.

Qin Zichu thought wildly, but soon he couldn't think of anything.