Prime Minister, don't pick up on integrity

Li Si has already lived two lifetimes, but he has never seriously thought about this issue.

Li Si thought of his wife from the previous life, did he like her?

It shouldn't be counted. I treat her more as a kind of responsibility for reproduction and love and compassion.

With her, Li Si never felt his heart flutter.

In Li Si's mind, there is such an idea: a man is only troubled with his achievements, so why bother with his family.Love, love, love was not what he cared about, but now that the young king suddenly brought it up, coupled with the previous ambiguous matter with the Queen Mother Huayang, Li Si couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and his face turned red.

Subconsciously avoiding Ying Zheng's scorching gaze, Li Si thought it over and decided that it would be better to kick this question back to Ying Zheng.

"Does your majesty have someone you like?"

Ying Zheng just looked at the person in front of him silently, his eyes were confused and confused.

Li Si suddenly realized that he might have asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

Qin Wang is now 13 years old. At this age, not to mention the monarch of a country, even ordinary nobles have already tasted the taste of love for the first time.

But Yingzheng is not an ordinary monarch. Li Si still remembers that in his previous life, before Yingzheng became an adult, Yingzheng had been self-disciplined. The country does not have a queen, but also to avoid the recurrence of the queen mother's monopoly.

But Li Si also understood that it was because Ying Zheng didn't get the correct guidance since he was a child that the queen was not established, which led to his indifference and lack of interest in love affairs. Politically speaking, the relationship between men and women is only for the reproduction of offspring, so that his successors will have someone.

At the age of 13, if it is corrected in time at this time, it should still be in time. If he can meet a good man, the future King Qin, maybe he will not be so lonely.

With this in mind, Li Si asked again:

"Is there no woman the king likes?" After thinking about it, Li Si added: "It's time for the king to taste women."

It's good that Li Si didn't mention women, but when he mentioned women, Ying Zheng remembered the scene he saw in Side Palace, his face darkened, and his voice suddenly became colder: "Have you tasted it, sir? Do you know the taste of the marrow? How about some beauties given to you by the widow?"

Ying Zheng asked three questions in a row, each of which made Li Si feel more embarrassed. In the end, although Ying Zheng said that he wanted to reward Li Si with beautiful women, his cold tone was clearly telling Li Si that if you dare to agree, you will die. up.

Li Si felt a little strange in his heart, Zhao Ji had passed away due to an accident in this life, how could Ying Zheng care so much?

Could it be that Yingzheng still cares about his affairs with the Queen Mother Huayang?

Thinking of this, Li Si hurriedly bowed to defend himself and said: "Your Majesty, Si is not interested in women, otherwise Si would not have married a wife."

When Ying Zheng heard Li Si's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression softened a lot. He pulled Li Si's sleeve, and Ying Zheng asked Li Si: "Mr. There are many more, why don't you teach Ah Zheng? "Teach?what to teach

When Li Si was confused, Ying Zheng had already pulled him to the side of the bed in the inner room.

Pulling Li Si to sit next to him, the youthful young body half-folded on Li Si, looking deeply at Li Si with radiant eyes: "Sir, please teach Ah Zheng."

The king of Qin in his memory was always calm and calm, with an inviolable killing spirit, and in Li Si's eyes, Ying Zheng, who lowered his posture, was even more attractive than the previous Queen Mother Huayang.

After all, no matter how powerful the Empress Dowager Huayang is now, she is just a stepping stone for Yingzheng. Yingzheng is the future master of Qin, the emperor who will unify the six kingdoms in the future, and he is the person Li Si vowed to follow in his previous life .

This alone was enough to make Li Si lose his mind.

"How can I teach you..."

As soon as Li Si finished speaking as if he was sighing, the boy had already pushed Li Si down on the bed. Although Ying Zheng was only 13 years old, he was not small. Li Si just wanted to struggle, but the next moment he was pressed Hold your hands. "Next, what should I do..."

The scorching breath sprayed on Li Si's neck, and the cool lips pressed against Li Si's skin. A ball of flames ignited the body that had never experienced love in more than 20 years. Touched the boy's cheek.

Li Si's initiative greatly encouraged Ying Zheng, who raised his body slightly, wanting to kiss Li Si's lips.

But Li Si turned his head and avoided the kiss.He could not accept this kiss from the young king.

Li Si's actions darkened Ying Zheng's expression, but he quickly returned to normal. He continued to press Li Si's hand on the bed with one hand, and fumbled to untie Li Si's belt with the other hand.

"Kings……"

Li Si just let the young man do whatever he wanted. From the beginning to the end, he never thought of refusing, as if, from a long, long time ago, he had already regarded this young king as his most beloved lover.

Scholars like to use the relationship between lovers to describe the relationship between themselves and the king. Thinking about it, this is indeed the case. Choosing a king means deciding to follow him to the death, and the two will never leave.When the king gets close to himself, the courtiers seem to fall in love, like glue, sweet and sweet.The king is alienated from himself, and the courtiers are like a grieving woman in the palace, lamenting the injustice of fate and remembering the sweetness of the past.

For Li Si, Ying Zheng is a monarch who is willing to dedicate everything to him. In the last life, they have experienced decades of ups and downs together. Li Si's feelings for Ying Zheng far exceed those for himself. wife and children.

Without his wife and children, Li Si is still the same Li Si, but without King Qin Yingzheng, Li Si is nothing.

The young man lying on his body had already untied Li Si's clothes. Like a small animal, he huddled around Li Si's body and made Li Si's clothes even more messy. In his arms, thinking of this was enough to make the boy excited, but now, Ying Zheng didn't know what to do next.

"Sir, Ah Zheng is very sad..."

Driven almost by instinct, the young man rubbed against Li Si's body vigorously, but he didn't know how to relieve it at all, and looked blankly at the person under him with misty eyes.

"My lord, Si offended..."

Opening his mouth and panting slightly, Li Si's hand had already broken free from the boy's oppression. The next moment, his slender fingers pierced through layers of robes, and covered the boy's body only through the thin underpants.

"gentlemen……"

Ying Zheng subconsciously grabbed Li Si's arm, and there was a pleasant sound in the air.

No one had ever done anything like this to him, nor had he been told that he could get such intense pleasure from doing so.

The burning heat in his palm made Li Si suddenly sober. In his subconscious, there seemed to be a voice telling him that he shouldn't do this, but another voice told him that it was nothing, but it was just teaching him that he didn't understand anything. The King of Qin.

Just as Li Si was struggling, the boy's hand suddenly pressed on Li Si's.

"Sir, help Ah Zheng..."

The same words were spoken in a hoarse voice that was youthful, and all of this was even more tempting than the promised high salary.

Li Si gently kneaded the ball under his hand, as if he was stroking some rare treasure. His fingers traced the treasure under his underpants. up big.

The ambiguous atmosphere and scorching breath made Li Si's mouth dry, his heart beat faster, and the movements in his hands also accelerated a lot.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, enjoying Li Si's service, rubbing his slender fingers against his swollen and uncomfortable face, squinting his eyes to look at the confused eyes of the man on his body, sweat wetted his messy black hair, and drooped strands of it. In front of the forehead, this is a beautiful scenery that the boy has never seen before.

Reaching out to hug the person in front of him, Ying Zheng held Li Si's hand tightly, urging him to move.

Under the faster and faster friction, when the happiness was about to reach its peak, Ying Zheng grabbed Li Si's arm even harder.

"Well……"

With a muffled grunt, Li Si felt the hot thing under his hands tremble, and when his fingers moved away, the white underpants were already wet with liquid.

And the boy under him still closed his eyes, feeling the aftertaste of [harmony] orgasm.

The wet palms made Li Si slightly realize what he had done. It was the first time that the king of Qin had vented in his hands like this. This was something Li Si in his previous life could not have imagined at all.

The young man leaned over in a daze, as if he wanted to kiss Li Si's lips. The moment his fiery lips touched Li Si, Li Si finally woke up.

He got up suddenly, knelt down on the ground in front of the bed, leaned forward and said in a loud voice: "You are disrespectful to the king, please go to the pot!"

Looking at Li Si, who was kneeling on the ground with a determined face, Ying Zheng got up expressionlessly, and put the clothes that had just been taken off back on himself.

That is, this person just gave the young King Qin supreme happiness, but Ying Zheng also saw it very clearly. From the beginning to the end, this person seemed to have no reaction. He was just waiting for himself. Now, he seems to be saying , he would rather die than serve himself anymore.

"Emissary Han, go down, I'm tired."

After a long silence, Ying Zheng waved his hand, as if he was exhausted, he no longer called Mr. Li Si, but changed to that distant, even indifferent title.

Li Si straightened his clothes and stepped back respectfully.

Seeing that Li Si's figure had just disappeared from his sight, Ying Zheng slumped back on the couch, the aftertaste of the orgasm seemed to be still in his body, but the person who brought him this happiness had already left.

Sir, don't you feel anything about Ah Zheng?