After being married by the emperor

In the past, he didn't want to call him brother, but He Nanchao had nothing to do with him, because he was still young at that time, as long as he cried, He Nanchao had nothing to do with him.

And now that he has grown up, he can't use that trick anymore, right?A person who is almost 20 years old, he can't make him cry again, it's too embarrassing.

The most important thing is that Mu Qingcheng feels that He Nanchao is no longer what he used to be, and he will no longer be afraid of him crying.

Moreover, Mu Qingcheng felt that if he was really crying now, He Nanchao would be very excited, and it might arouse his interest in some aspects.

But if he doesn't call brother...

He Nanchao's hands were getting lower and lower... He was about to touch the thin underwear.

Mu Qingcheng hurriedly shouted: "Brother!"

Sure enough, He Nanchao's movements stopped, and Mu Qingcheng continued his efforts, and shouted again: "Brother~"

The voice was soft and waxy, and for a moment He Nanchao seemed to be back in the past, that cute little doll carved in powder and jade, sitting on the swing and calling his brother in a milky voice.

An unknown fire ignited in He Nanchao's heart, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, turned Mu Qingcheng over, and the two faced each other.

Seeing that Mu Qingcheng's fair face was full of ambiguous blush, his eyes were full of love, and his breathing became heavy.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Ma'am, call again."

Mu Qingcheng pursed her lips slightly, anyway, if she shouted once, it was shouting, and if she shouted twice, it was also shouting, and this is not bad for the third time.

He opened his watery and beautiful eyes, which were as bright as the stars, and slightly parted his red lips: "Brother Nan Chao~"

"Hiss—" He Nanchao took a deep breath, covered his heart with his hands, and contracted his five fingers slightly.

How could his little son be so cute and alluring.

Simply delicious.

but……

He did go too far during the day, and he couldn't torment Mu Qingcheng at night.

He Nanchao stretched out his fingers, and stroked the soft and moist red lips twice with his fingertips. He swallowed silently, and his Adam's apple rolled.

If you don't do bad things, then a kiss is always okay, right?

He Nanchao has always been a man of action, he can do whatever he thinks in his heart, so before Mu Qingcheng could react, his mouth was blocked.

The contact between the lips is like a pecking kiss, the teeth nibble on the other's lips, and gently suck the other's lips.

Gentle caress, toss and turn.

He Nanchao's aura was close at hand, and a strange numbness spread instantly, making Mu Qingcheng's heartstrings vibrate endlessly.

The slender arms passed through He Nanchao's armpit unconsciously, stretched out to his back and pressed slightly.

Mu Qingcheng slightly opened her vermilion lips, and responded greenly. Although the two of them had kissed countless times, every time He Nanchao kissed her, it always felt like it was the first time, which made him shy and didn't know how to respond.

And his response, even if it was only a little bit, could make He Nanchao move, get excited, and deepen the kiss lingeringly.

The wide palm caressed the back of the person in his arms, even through the clothes, Mu Qingcheng could feel the heat in his hands.

In the haze, his pretty face burned even more, and He Nanchao's lips had slowly left his ravaged red lips. His lips were already reddish, and he couldn't bear to look straight at this moment.

Even the base of his tongue was numb, so he could only open his mouth slightly and let it hang there.

He Nanchao's thin lips slowly slid towards Mu Qingcheng's small earlobe, and finally fell on his neck, turning and pecking lightly, full of love and tenderness.

It was extremely inconsistent with his stern and indifferent face. Who would have thought that He Nanchao, who seemed to be indifferent to everything in the world, seemed to be heartless and desperate.

He treats Mu Qingcheng in private, but he is full of lust, like an ordinary master who has fallen into the world, like a god who has been contaminated by the world of mortals.

Lingering entanglement, inseparable.

At the same time Fengyue Pavilion.

Bai Shui Mo sat on the bed with a pillow in his arms, his eyes were alert, and he looked at Chu Tran who was standing by the bed with a wary expression, staring at him covetously.

not long ago.

After Ruqin opened the room, Chu Yan suddenly picked up Bai Shuimo by the waist, and threw him onto the big round bed.

Fortunately, the mattress was soft, otherwise Bai Shuimo would definitely have a pain in his butt after being dropped.

Bai Shuimo didn't know what Chu Yan wanted to do by doing this?But it certainly wasn't a good thing, at least not for him.

In particular, Chu Yan's dark eyes showed that he was determined to win, which made him feel scared and gave him a bad premonition.

It was as if what might happen next was more terrifying than the sky falling.

"I, I warn you, don't come here! Otherwise, I will never end with you!"

Chu Tran's hand was on the bed, one leg had already climbed up, and he knelt there, looking ready to go.

"Why are you so nervous? I won't do anything to you. Besides, if I really want to do something to you, it's useless even if you're nervous."

White Ink: "..."

It seems to be such a reason, he doesn't know martial arts, and he has no power to restrain a chicken, so he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of Chu Yan.

If Chu Yan wanted to bully him, he could only let others slaughter him, let others do whatever he wanted, and he had no power to fight back.

Just like in Yunfu that day, he was bullied and kissed by Chu Ji, but he could only pant softly, his eyes were watery, at most he glared at Chu Ji a few times angrily with a blushing complexion.

However, that was of no use. Instead, it made Chu Yan more excited. After the excitement, he might do other more terrifying things.

The more Bai Shuimo thought about it, the more flustered he felt, he really wanted to escape from this place, from the place where Chu Yan was.

Just when Bai Shuimo was distracted, Chu Yan had already climbed onto the bed and slowly approached the little sheep.

When Bai Shui Mo came back to his senses, he found that Chu Yan's face was already very close, so close that their breaths could almost intertwine and blend together.

Then Chu Yan watched Bai Shuimo's face slowly turn from white to red, with white in the red, like a sky full of red clouds, really beautiful.

A little vermilion lips are slightly parted, the lip color is reddish pink, like a delicate peach blossom in full bloom.

Bai Shui Mo looked at Chu Tran's gentle and gentle face at close range, his nervous heart stopped beating, and then he clearly saw Chu Tran's Adam's Apple rolling twice.

And his eyes became hot, and the emotions hidden deep in his heart had been fully exposed in those deep eyes.

The temperature in the room seemed to be gradually rising, especially around the two of them, as if they were in a scorching furnace. A thin layer of sweat slowly oozed from their fair and clean foreheads, which shone faintly under the red candlelight.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

Bai Shui Mo listened to the heavy panting in his ears, bit his lower lip lightly, and the pillow in his arms had been squeezed to a certain extent by him.

He heard the beating of his own heart, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound was so loud that it disturbed him.

Chu Yan's face got closer and closer, but he was stiff and unable to move, as if his body was nailed there.

The moment the warm breath sprayed on his face, Bai Shuimo subconsciously closed his clear and bright eyes.

This closing of eyes seemed to Chu Yan to invite him silently, and he accepted the invitation unceremoniously.

Chu Yan pressed the soft and moist lips of Bai Momo, and stroked them gently, all the love words were lingering in this gentle and delicate kiss.

Bai Shuimo's body trembled slightly, he knew it was wrong to do so, he should have refused, rather than just being unresponsive.

But for some reason, he couldn't raise his hands to push away Chu Yan who was doing whatever he wanted with his mouth, as if all the strength in his body had been taken away by someone.

His tightly clenched teeth were easily pried open by Chu Yan, and then nimbly invaded his mouth, sweeping and aggressing around inside, dancing with him.

Chu Tran's hand caressed Bai Shuimo's cheek, with a thin layer of calluses on the palm, rubbing the tender skin, bringing a slight itch.

And the pillow that Bai Shui Mo held tightly in his arms was also ruthlessly pulled out by Chu Yan, and the two bodies fit together seamlessly in an instant.

The scorching body temperature is transmitted to each other through the thin clothing.

Chu Yan's whole body was pressed against Bai Shuimo's body, like a mountain, and now Bai Shuimo couldn't move.

His breathing gradually became weak, and he was even a little out of breath, and there were also a pair of dishonest hands walking around and groping around.

Just when Bai Shuimo felt that he was about to suffocate, Chu Yan, the murderous hooligan, finally let him go.

But he only let go of his mouth, but did not let go of other parts of him. His ears, neck, and collarbone all fell into Chu Yan's devil's mouth.

None were spared.

And Chu Yan's claws were also invading every inch of his skin, and wherever the scorching fingertips touched was warm.

Bai Shuimo gasped for breath, and after finally recovering a bit, he remembered to push Chu Yan away.

Because if he didn't push Chu Yan away again, that hooligan would touch those two taboo places through his clothes.

"The surname, surname is Chu! Get up quickly! If you, if you continue, I, I will really ignore you! I will completely break up with you!"

As soon as the words fell, he heard a chuckle.

Chu Yan raised his head, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Shui Mo'er, you just don't admit it after kissing?"

Bai Shuimo blushed and said: "Who, who didn't admit it?! It was you who kissed me, but not I who kissed you. If you don't admit it, then you don't admit it! What does it have to do with me?"

"Don't worry, Shui Mo'er, I will definitely admit it, and I will be responsible to you." Chu Yan pinched his red ears as he spoke, and looked at Bai Shui Mo, who suddenly became furious, and laughed softly Laughing, "Shui Mo'er's expression now looks like a cat with its hair blown out, it's not at all the same as before."

Bai Shuimo asked, "What happened to me just now?"

Chu Yan raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Shui Mo'er looked very docile just now, as if she let me touch her, and she also showed an expression of enjoyment, enjoying the feeling of being kissed by me, enjoying the feeling of being touched by me... ..."

"Stop! Shut up! Don't say any more!" Bai Shuimo's face was flushed with shame and anger, "I didn't enjoy it very much! I just...I just...don't untie my belt!"

In the middle of Bai Shuimo's words, he suddenly felt that someone had stretched his claws towards his belt, and he hurriedly stopped it.

But it was too late, the belt was already untied.