Chaotic Qin

Ying Zheng's heart was burning with anger, but he had already passed the age of venting his emotions by yelling, beating people and destroying things.

Therefore, no trace of his anger could be seen on his face, only the fingers tightly pinching the scroll revealed the anger in Ying Zheng's heart.

Qin Zichu!

He really couldn't wait to express how much he resisted being close to me, and even repeatedly pulled an ugly man who looked pale into his arms, and dared to show it to me on purpose.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, the evil fire in his eyes had been completely suppressed, and only calm and coldness remained in the distinctive pupils.

I have always been aware of Qin Zichu's choice, and I have been prepared for what he will do, but I never thought that it would be so difficult to control my anger when I saw it with my own eyes.

Ying Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, spread out the letter, and read slowly, word by word.

These things had already been memorized by Lu Buwei when he deliberately suppressed him, but when he read them again, the familiar words made Ying Zheng gradually break free from the shackles of his emotions, and became more and more calm.

Ying Zheng was not in a hurry.

He knew that Qin Zichu's almost deep-rooted fear of him would urge Qin Zichu to take the initiative to come to him.

At that time, it's his turn to do whatever he wants.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled up in satisfaction, but he was not very happy because of what he clearly realized.

No one is happy that the person they like fears them.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng became more and more depressed.

Although he was ruthless, he hadn't reached the point where he wanted everyone in the world to fear him, especially when this person was Qin Zichu, the word "fear" became even more disgusting.

Sure enough, as Ying Zheng expected, Qin Zichu had already entered the dormitory with a tentative look in less than three quarters of an hour.

He timidly watched Ying Zheng's expression, wondering whether he should go forward.

Ying Zheng smiled inwardly, lowered his eyes slightly, and pretended to be more focused on reading.

Sitting in the room, Qin Zichu felt his heart beating like a drum.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The heartbeat beat Qin Zichu's chest rapidly, almost jumping out of his chest, but seeing Ying Zheng not even looking at himself, he had the courage to speak up nothing.

Until his legs were numb from sitting, Qin Zichu finally pretended to be unintentional and said to the maid who was still standing in the room: "You all go down, I should take a lunch break."

The maids secretly looked at Ying Zheng, waiting for his instructions.

Ying Zheng nodded, and the maids filed out.

Their shameless reaction made Qin Zichu blush, and he couldn't lift his head in embarrassment.

Qin Zichu turned his eyes around the bedroom, and landed directly on the only set of bedding on the floor.

His eyes flickered, and he looked back at Ying Zheng with scruples.

Qin Zichu saw that Ying Zheng still regarded himself as air, so he moved to the edge of the quilt in desperation, took off his robes one by one, and got into the bed with a bit of depression, and really went to "lunch break".

"Untie your bun, or you won't be able to sleep comfortably." Before Qin Zichu could close his eyes, Ying Zheng spoke suddenly.

He rolled up the scroll cherishingly, finally got up and walked to Qin Zichu step by step, looking down at him.

Qin Zichu's face immediately showed panic.

Ying Zheng knelt down in front of Qin Zichu slowly, lowered his head and approached him.

It wasn't until the two of them were close enough to feel each other's breath that he whispered, "Why don't you take off your bun. After you return to the palace, there is no one to receive you, so rest assured."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng put his hand on Qin Zichu's head, stroked his cheek with some nostalgia, landed on the hairpin, and pulled it out of his thick black hair.

The jade hairpin was held in Ying Zheng's hand, he paused slightly, placed the jade hairpin beside Qin Zichu's pillow, turned around, and made a gesture of leaving again.

How could Qin Zichu let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

He immediately reached out and grabbed Ying Zheng's sleeve, and pulled it in his direction, but the boy who barely reached his chest didn't move at all.

Qin Zichu simply gave up Ying Zheng's sleeve and held his arm directly.

But as soon as he came into contact with Ying Zheng's body, Qin Zichu froze.

He got up in disbelief, and rolled up Yingzheng's sleeve—a section of his arm was instantly exposed in the air.

The speed at which Ying Zheng grows tall is very easy to associate with the word "overdevelopment". His current height, let alone five years old, even if he is thirteen or fourteen years old, I am afraid that some people will believe it.

But tall children are not uncommon, but they are not only tall but also strong...

unacceptable!

Qin Zichu couldn't help pinching Yingzheng's arm to make sure that the muscles under his fingers were all real ones—the hard bumps were like iron lumps, and Qin Zichu couldn't squeeze them in with his hand strength.

Qin Zichu looked up at Ying Zheng who had been staring at him, and couldn't help but wondered, "Why do you look so scary?"

"To you, I look... ugly?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly, looking more puzzled than Qin Zichu.

Although the people of the Six Kingdoms often made up messages about his appearance as ugly as a ghost, in his previous life, judging from the behavior of the women in the harem who were obsessed with him every time they saw him, Ying Zheng was still very confident in his appearance.

The same is true.

Ying Zhengsheng's facial features are sharp and angular, and when all the hair is tied up, you can see the clear beauty tips.

His majestic face, set off by the slanted eyebrows flying into the temples, is even more impressive. His eyes are different from ordinary people, like an endless ocean, deep and dangerous. If you stare at someone for a long time, you will tremble uncontrollably , with equally angular lips.

If it weren't for the fact that he is still young and has baby fat on his face, his aura would be even more astonishing, making people dare not look at him.

...But in fact, Ying Zheng's lips are very suitable for kissing.

Qin Zichu stared at him, and suddenly an unreliable sentence floated in his mind.

He couldn't help shivering, and when he watched Ying Zheng again, he still couldn't get this thought out of his mind.

"Zi Chu?" Ying Zheng shook Qin Zichu's palm with his backhand.

Qin Zichu immediately woke up.

He smiled uneasily, but after a short while, he tightened his face again, and said very seriously: "Ah Zheng has a good face. What I said before was that you are only five years old, and you look like a Half a boy."

Ying Zheng met Qin Zichu's eyes and suddenly smiled happily.

He said softly, "I'm tired after reading for a long time. Zichu doesn't mind letting me squeeze with you, does he? Anyway, there is no other place in the yard where I can rest."

Qin Zichu immediately let go of the warm half of the mattress, and Ying Zheng quickly unbuttoned his clothes and got into bed directly.

A gust of cold air rushed in following Ying Zheng's movements, making Qin Zichu tremble for a moment.

Ying Zheng immediately moved to his side, stretched out his arms, and wrapped them tightly around Qin Zichu's waist, sticking his whole body against him.

Qin Zichu's hot chest was separated from Qin Zichu by two thin layers of fabric, and Ying Zheng's warm breath blowing on his chest made Qin Zichu even more nervous, his body stiffened like a piece of jerky that couldn't be chewed.

Yingzheng rested his head on Qin Zichu's arm, and suddenly said, "I ejaculated for the first time when I was nine years old."

His arms moved, his fingers slid along Qin Zichu's back, landed on the bottom of the jacket, lifted up slightly, his palms got into the clothes, and directly stuck to his waist.

He immediately let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Ying Zheng continued as if nothing had happened: "Qin Zichu, do you still remember that when you woke up one morning, your trousers were wet and the hem of your shirt was stained with traces? I rubbed it out for you that night. "

Σ(っ ° Д °;) っ lying, lying trough!These two paragraphs contain too much information!

Please let me calmly think about the meaning of the words!

You are definitely not implying that my ass is no longer safe after [-] years, definitely not right!

Qin Zichu immediately pushed Ying Zheng's shoulder, trying to push Ying Zheng away, just like he did when he was a child.

But Yingzheng squeezed Qin Zichu's wrist with his backhand, and he couldn't move Yingzheng immediately.

"I should thank you for sending Qin Chu to teach me. He has always taught me everything, and in order to repay the hard work of the two of you, I have also worked very hard to learn." Ying Zheng said annoying words, and rolled up in a particularly happy mood. He smiled from the corner of his mouth.

He pulled Qin Zichu to his side, rested his head on his arm again, and said leisurely: "Sure enough, God rewards hard work. What can Zichu do to me now? I can do whatever I want with you."

The translation of these words is "You can't do it", but the three words "You can't do it" are too irritating to the man's nerves.

Qin Zichu's previously mild and calm mind was immediately thrown into confusion by Ying Zheng's repeated blows.

He glared at Ying Zheng angrily, and blurted out, "What can you do? Even if I lie naked with you, you can't do anything!"

As Qin Zichu said, his eyes flashed provocatively under Ying Zheng, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng just smiled calmly.

He pressed his cheek to Qin Zichu's neck, felt the beating of the blood with his lips, pulled Qin Zichu's arm to touch behind him, and drew back and forth in the sunken gluteal cleft a few times.

Ying Zheng finally said, "Qin Zichu, you don't know how I comfort them when my harem is full of women and I don't have any other skills?"

Ying Zheng suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed a smile that made Qin Zichu's heart skip a beat.

He said in a particularly gentle and intimate tone: "Prepare a lot of toys for them, and let people pass the time with them with toys."

Qin Zichu's body trembled uncontrollably, staring closely at Ying Zheng as if ready to rise up and resist at any moment.

Ying Zheng patted Qin Zichu's back comfortingly, as if Qin Zichu was as gentle and caring as Qin Zichu did when he was young.

It wasn't until Qin Zichu's tense body slowly relaxed that he continued, "Of course I don't want people to touch you, why don't we study how to use those things together these days?"

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Do you dare to lower the limit a little bit more!

I am your father!It's your dear father! ! !

"Ying Zheng, are you human? How can you say such a thing!" Qin Zichu roared unbearably.

Ying Zheng laughed heartily when he heard this, and said softly, "Finally lost my temper with me."

"How crazy are you that you want to scare me with this kind of thing?" Qin Zichu was not comforted by Ying Zheng's words, but became even more angry.

Ying Zheng looked up at Qin Zichu, and admitted generously, "I'm not scaring you, I'm telling the truth."

...Wait, wait!Are you really planning to use it for me?