[Ying Zheng + Dahan Emperor] Golden House

It was very quiet in the darkness, and the window was opened a crack, allowing the cool breeze of late autumn to leak in from time to time.

Ying Zheng was weak and limp on the bed, his waist and legs still seemed to be able to feel the afterglow of the past, spasming weakly, and fine particles appeared on his skin.

Although Ying Zheng's eyes were open, they were out of focus. He was staring straight at the roof of the tent, his lips were trembling slightly, and there was an uncontrollable hum when he breathed and breathed.

Liu Che lowered his head, looked at the look of the people under him who lost their spirits because of what he had given, couldn't help breathing more heavily, his body became hotter because of the wine, sweat rolled down his chin, and dripped on Ying Zheng's bare chest .

Slightly cool sweat dripped down, just such a light drop of water, Ying Zheng opened his eyes wide suddenly, his chest heaved rapidly, and he let out a "hmm" from his nose.

There was a rumble in Liu Che's mind, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he took off Ying Zheng's loose belt, and completely pulled off the white undershirt that was half-stretched on his arm.

Ying Zheng felt a chill all over his body, and there was nothing to cover him. The sword "clicked" and he was thrown off the bed along with his clothes.

With this sound, Ying Zheng's waist bounced in shock, and he came to his senses suddenly, and bent his knees with all his might to kick Liu Che.

Ying Zheng tried his best this time. Even though he was not as tall as Liu Che, he was still a young man. Liu Che had no choice but to free his hand and hold down his knee.

Ying Zheng couldn't move his whole body, staring at a pair of eyes filled with lust, whether it was from lust or anger, the eyes were filled with bright red bloodshot eyes, almost tearing apart.

Liu Che was glared at him like this, his body was agitated, his head was full of lust, but he suddenly became a little sober. To Ying Zheng, he was a stranger, and a stranger acting like this to him might be in Ying Zheng's eyes. It's just a kind of humiliation.

Thinking of this, Liu Che couldn't help but loosen his hands. Ying Zheng felt it immediately, and immediately broke free with his hands. Contradictory, but his movements are faster than his brain...

Ying Zheng wanted to turn over and get on the bed, but just as he stood up, he was stunned for a moment. The other party suddenly let go of the hands that were suppressing him, and instead he leaned over and hugged himself in his arms.

Ying Zheng's eyes widened. He didn't know what the other party's action meant.

Liu Che supported his waist with one hand, put his arm around his shoulder with the other, and rested his chin on Ying Zheng's shoulder socket. His breath was still so hot that Ying Zheng's body felt numb even when he breathed in.

Liu Che hugged him, his voice obviously suppressed too much lust, it was hoarse and low, as if he was stroking every inch of Ying Zheng's skin with calloused fingers.

Breathing in Ying Zheng's ears, he heard the man say, "Why don't you recognize me... When you look at me, you treat me as someone else."

Ying Zheng's throat rolled rapidly, and his body trembled slightly for a moment. The tone of this man's voice in his ear was so similar...

Ying Zheng felt that his idea was a little absurd, what a ridiculous talk, maybe it was Lao Ai's shameless trick.

Ying Zheng was not completely sure in his heart, he just opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak, but it was rare that he didn't struggle.

Liu Che couldn't see his surprised expression, so he could only hug him fiercely, as if he wanted to rub him into his body, as if he was afraid that he would disappear immediately if he let go.

Liu Che sighed softly, and the breath blew into Ying Zheng's ears, causing Ying Zheng to shiver. The other's naked chest was tightly pressed against his own. Liu Che's chest was very hard and hot, which made Ying Zheng tremble. Ying Zheng's body also involuntarily began to heat up slowly, as if infected, and began to lose control.

Liu Che's voice slowly seemed to be recalling, hoarse, it rang in Ying Zheng's ear.

"Respect the king and fight against the barbarians... Do you remember? Strike the Huns three times in the north... Do you remember? Collect the salt and iron power and return it to the court... Do you remember? There was also a good show at Ganquan Palace, and... There are many more, you I don't even remember."

Liu Che's voice paused, but Ying Zheng's eyes widened in surprise. The pupils of a young man were bright and clear in black and white, but filled with complex emotions that did not belong to a teenager. It was a little swollen, and the tip of the nose was a little sore, so I quickly raised my hand to wipe it.

Liu Che heard him silent, but his heart was beating wildly. It seemed that some answer was about to come out. If the other party really didn't feel what he said, how could he allow himself to make up such nonsense according to Ying Zheng's personality? go down.

Liu Che supported Ying Zheng's shoulders, and stepped back a little to look at his face. Ying Zheng didn't look away, and looked directly at Liu Che, with some steam still in his eyes, and his tone was deliberately low, pretending to be calm , but trembling uncontrollably, said: "Who the hell are you?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Liu Che was overjoyed. He had thought many times that Ying Zheng's appearance didn't seem to remember him at all. Perhaps everything had happened again, and this young Ying Zheng didn't know his own self at all. It exists, but he never thought that Ying Zheng would react like this.

Liu Che was about to push Yingzheng down on the couch, smiled and lowered his head to kiss the corner of his eyes, and said, "Who has such a great ability to hide a founding emperor in Jinwu Zangjiao?"

Ying Zheng didn't know whether it was because of his words or because of his kiss, his body trembled heavily, his lips parted slightly, his throat rolled rapidly, and his chest trembled slightly because of the seemingly innocent touch of the two.

Liu Che looked at his youthful reaction, the tip of the bright red tongue loomed between the two thin lips, with a faint aqua color, it was really charming, and the thought of just kissing just now made the people under him feel comfortable. Suddenly, Liu Che's chest felt like it was on fire.

Ying Zheng's body was stiff, but he didn't move. Instead, one hand was tightly grasping the sheet on the bed, and the other hand was tightly clasping Liu Che's shoulder. He was almost stared at by Liu Che's naked eyes, and he could feel the numbness. The pleasure is average.

Liu Che watched Ying Zheng acquiesce because he knew who he was, and drank a lot of velvet wine. Immediately, he couldn't take it anymore, reached out and took the mountain pillow, supported Ying Zheng's waist with his hands, and lifted the mountain pillow Pad underneath.

Ying Zheng was so shocked that his muscles tensed up all over his body. Liu Che stroked his upturned buttocks and inner thighs with his hands, and bursts of numbness surged up. The pleasure made Ying Zheng almost gasp for breath.

Ying Zheng let go of the bed sheet, and immediately grabbed Ying Zheng's hand rubbing against his buttocks, and said, "I...where I..."

Liu Che looked at the young man's blushing face, and immediately his face became even more intense. Although he and Ying Zheng had been together for so many years, and the happy things between the two of them had changed from the strangeness at the beginning, but what he saw in front of him was extremely strange. Young Ying Zheng.

This body is fair and thin, with the frailty and fragility of a young man. Although Liu Che knows Ying Zheng's nature, it is impossible to show weakness, even on the bed, but it is a pity that a generation of immortal emperors is wearing a young man's shell Son, the words that came out of his mouth suddenly became soft and tickled.

What's even more commendable is that all the lust of the young Yingzheng was given by himself. He was young and honest, which made Liu Che want to wreak havoc and vent the long-suffocated lust in his heart.

Listening to his words, Liu Che's eyes were a little heavy. He tried his best to restrain the emotion of wanting to ruthlessly penetrate and ravage the other party. He clasped Ying Zheng's wrist instead, held his fingers, and gently stroked Ying Zheng's buttocks, pushing against the Ying Zheng's fingers slowly squeezed in.

"what!"

Yingzheng didn't expect that the other party would hold his hand and let him go to the unspeakable place. Yingzheng felt a little hot all of a sudden, the tight back acupuncture point was very elastic, and his fingers were scorched all of a sudden. wrapped inside.

Ying Zheng gasped in shock, stared at Liu Che, gritted his back teeth to suppress the next panting, and said, "You..."

Liu Che raised the corner of his mouth, kissed his lips with a smile, held Ying Zheng's hand, and kept stirring it inside, or pulled out his hand and pushed it in hard, saying: "Is it very hot? A little wet, are your fingers comfortable?"

Ying Zheng's face was even more reddened by what he said, and he wanted to make a fierce expression, but firstly, he didn't know that his face was covered with lustful redness, and secondly, he forgot that he was too young. The expression on the contrary made Liu Che's stomach tighten.

Liu Che suddenly pulled his finger out of the acupuncture point, and went to rub and pick Ying Zheng's acupuncture point, but his finger only entered a point, and then pulled it out again, making Ying Zheng feel itchy for a while, and his breathing was not stable. The acupoint muscles contracted convulsively, as if they wanted to take Liu Che's fingers in.

Liu Che watched Ying Zheng close his eyes tightly, his chest rose and fell, and the two red bumps on his chest trembled because of the pleasure behind him, and the place below raised his head again.

Liu Che stretched out his other hand to knead Ying Zheng's chest, Ying Zheng straightened his back, his eyes almost turned white, the tip of his tongue pressed against his upper teeth, his throat rolled rapidly, and the lower part was completely lifted up because of the stimulation.

Looking at his reaction, Liu Che finally stopped teasing him, and slowly pushed his finger in. Ying Zheng felt the invasion of foreign objects, and unconsciously clamped his back acupoint hard. Liu Che couldn't help sighing, that kind of hot and humid The touch almost made his sanity collapse.

Liu Che suddenly added another finger, put his index finger and middle finger together, and began to pump quickly, turning and pressing from time to time.

"Hmm! Ah..."

Ying Zheng's waist convulsed, and he felt an impulse hit his head. Ying Zheng bit his teeth quickly, and an infinitely ambiguous moan leaked from between his lips. His whole body trembled as if he was afraid of the cold. Only then calmed down.

Ying Zheng finally resisted the urge to vent. Even though he was young now, he couldn't stand Liu Che's old tricks, but Ying Zheng didn't want to lose face in front of the other party, and couldn't be relieved by him.

Ying Zheng opened his eyes, gasped hard to calm his own breathing, and then saw Liu Che's half-smiling eyes, as if the other party had seen through him.

Liu Che naturally knew what he was like. Seeing Ying Zheng suppressed so hard, his naked body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which seemed to be eye-catching in the dim light.

Liu Che pressed Ying Zheng's back a few more times, causing Ying Zheng to tremble and bite his lip, almost unable to restrain himself, but at this time Liu Che pulled out his finger.

The finger was pulled out from behind, making a sticky water-stained sound, which made Ying Zheng pant again.

Yingzheng felt that there was no foreign object in his back acupoint. It was a little strange. He opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Liu Che, but Liu Che lowered his head and kissed his forehead with a smile on his face, and said, "Is it comfortable to do this? But You can't bear to toss now, we will have a long time to come."

Yingzheng immediately understood what he meant by "can't bear torment". Even at this age, let alone ordinary people, no rich man has many concubines. If so, Ying Zheng is still younger after all.

The Warring States period was more open, and those who were more masculine would also raise a few boys. Once the boys turned [-], they would start to grow taller, and their bodies would change, which often made the dignitaries lose interest.

Even so, it's just that Liu Che didn't like that, and he didn't want Ying Zheng to suffer.

The two have not been together for a year or so, and Ying Zheng naturally understands Liu Che's thoughts, knowing that Liu Che is thinking of himself, but the other party's words are too aggressive, Ying Zheng lowered his voice and said: "Who will live with someone like you? ?”

That's all Ying Zheng said, and suddenly the corner of his mouth burst into a teasing smile, and an extremely provocative smile appeared on the youthful face of the young man.

Liu Che was short of breath, and reached out to touch Ying Zheng's body, but was pushed away by Ying Zheng.

With a smile on Ying Zheng's face, he slowly raised his bare leg, and rubbed his calf against Liu Che's swollen underside. Said: "Your place, let's go to Japan for a long time."

Liu Che himself was annoyed, and his eyes were bloodshot when he deliberately teased her.

Ying Zheng let out a hoarse exclamation, and Liu Che suddenly lifted him up and turned him over to lie on the mountain pillow. Before Ying Zheng could react, Liu Che's hot hands had already started to caress his back.

The scorching temperature, sticking tightly to his spine all the way down, seemed to feel his body through, making Ying Zheng tremble continuously, his waist convulsed, and the lower part of the patient began to tremble. Almost, as long as Liu Che stimulated him a little more, he would immediately vent his anger again.

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and endured, but the other party didn't want him to feel better at all. Liu Che touched his buttocks with his palms, rubbed them frantically at the hole for a while, then lowered his head, and kissed his back, just like before. Same, kiss all the way to the buttocks.

"Hmm! You..."

Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise. Liu Che pressed his buttocks with both hands, and a wave of wetness invaded him. Liu Che actually lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, and licked and kissed the unspeakable place behind him...

Yingzheng had never experienced such an excruciating pleasure. His whole body convulsed, his legs and knees gave way, and he couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell down on the bed. The unbearable pleasure made him unable to think, let alone endure anything. leaked out.

Ying Zheng felt weak all over his body, and he could hardly lift a finger after two reliefs, leaving him with unsteady panting.

Liu Che didn't expect Ying Zheng's reaction to be so big, and he just vented it all at once. Hearing Ying Zheng's ambiguous and sticky moans, Liu Che stood up, put Ying Zheng's legs together, and pushed his bottom from behind. Putting his back between Ying Zheng's legs, he quickly thrust and rubbed.

Ying Zheng's legs were weak, and they were held together by Liu Che. The hot and swollen thing rubbed against his legs. Although he didn't insert it into the back, he rubbed against the thing that he had already vented twice between pumping and sending. The body that had tasted the essence of lust for the first time began to respond again.

Ying Zheng's whole body was sore and limp, but he raised his head again because of Liu Che's scorching heat, his eyes were sore, tears mixed with sweat, and at some point involuntarily shed down.

Ying Zheng's hair was disheveled, he shook his head, with a soft sob in his throat, but his body was shaking with Liu Che's pumping.

Hearing his slight sobs, Liu Che pinched his chin and turned his head. Sure enough, there were tears on Ying Zheng's face, the corners of his eyes were red, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes carried an infinite charm.

Liu Che felt even more thirsty, and the place below was still standing upright. He grabbed Ying Zheng's ankles, made him close his legs, and continued to pump hard.

Yingzheng's straight and fair legs, which had been hidden under his robes all year round, were slightly reddened by the pumping at this time, and the water stains continued to slide down the thin white legs, and the swollen and thick thing twitched between the legs from time to time. Sending off brings out the ambiguous and charming feeling even more.

Ying Zheng's body was too young, even if Liu Che hadn't penetrated it, he could hardly bear it anymore. Liu Che clamped his chin, leaned over and kissed Ying Zheng's lips.

Ying Zheng whimpered, "Oh...don't...me! I can't..."

Listening to Ying Zheng's soft and youthful voice, Liu Che felt his head go numb, and his back felt a burst of heat, and he pushed it even faster.

Liu Che bit Ying Zheng's ear lightly, teasing with his earlobe in his mouth, and said with a hoarse smile, "If you feel comfortable, don't hold back, what are you afraid of, it's me anyway."

His voice was hoarse, and it rushed into Ying Zheng's ears, and a burst of numbness came straight up. Ying Zheng tensed his back, straightened his waist, his legs were shaking desperately, his lips opened, but no more words could come out of his throat. With a sound, I could only groan silently, and at the same time as I vented, I fell asleep as soon as my whole body went limp.

Ying Zheng thought, what are you afraid of? It's Liu Che anyway...