Emperor made a pair

"Speaking of the first place in this year's martial arts competition, I think the disciple of Xiaoyao Building is the most promising..."

"Hahaha, although Mu Fengtai's martial arts are high, they are still a bit inferior to Yuxuan of Fengjiange..."

"No matter how powerful Yuxuan is, she is still a girl. If she becomes the leader, where will we put the face of these old men? In my opinion, these people can't compare with the masked Peter Pan who came and went without a trace." , his lightness kung fu and swordsmanship are all top-notch, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Mu Fengtai and Yuxuan to get a bargain against him..."

In the noisy restaurant, many knight-errants are speculating who will win the laurel of this year's martial arts conference. The outstanding disciples of several great sects are popular candidates, but recently a masked man with extremely high martial arts appeared in the arena Those who have fought with him say that this young man is not to be underestimated. It is hard to say who the winner of the martial arts tournament will be.

"Where did the masked Peter Pan learn from? He moves swiftly and trickily. I have never seen such martial arts!"

"Brother Bai once asked him about it, but he refused to say anything, and ran away after winning..."

"Hmph, shrinking your head and tail is not what a man does. No matter how good your martial arts are, what's the use of it?"

There were two tall men sitting in an unremarkable corner of the restaurant. The man on the left was handsome and handsome, while the man on the right had a scar on his face and looked quite serious.

"Masked Peter Pan?" The handsome man held on to his wine glass, turned his eyes to the air, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was reminiscing about something interesting, "This kind of name... seems to be his handwriting."

The man with the scar was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's not necessarily that person, do you need to go and inquire?"

"No need," the man showed a hint of apology on his face, "Since I can't let him stay by my side safely, how can I have the face to see him, until later..."

──In the future, when I become stronger and no one can oppose you and me, are you still willing to come back?

The man with the scar shook his head, disapproving: "Forgive me for speaking bluntly, people's hearts are fickle, so I'd better take him back as soon as possible."

"He's not fickle."

How sure of this sentence, he himself does not know.Now the two haven't seen each other for two years. He first established the world, the political arena is clean, the people live in prosperity and peace, and the surrounding countries have also made good friends with Long Teng. It can be called a prosperous age.

However, he gained everything, but only lost that person.

Even if we make vows to each other, we can't stay together. What's the difference between losing and losing.

He also hated his own powerlessness countless times and regretted his helplessness. He even thought about whether he should leave an heir and teach him to be a qualified monarch as soon as possible, so that he can have no scruples with the one he loves love each other...

──Although he had planned this way, but thinking of his lover's appearance, he finally dismissed this ridiculous idea.

Maybe it was because he recalled that wonderful time, the man drank a lot unconsciously.He didn't put down his glass until he felt drunk.

A good night's sleep should follow.

Because of drinking, the man's pace was slightly slow.He pushed open the door, took off his coat, turned around, but was stunned for a moment.

──Why is there someone on the bed?Could it be that he was so drunk that he broke into someone else's room by mistake?

He walked forward suspiciously, at this moment, the person on the bed let out a low murmur.

This sound was enough to make him suffer from five thunderbolts, and his mind went blank.

"cloud……"

The man opened his mouth, looked at the sleeping face of the person in front of him, and shook his shoulders uncontrollably.

"Yuntian... why are you here...?" I, am I dreaming?

He stretched out his hand eagerly to caress the person he was thinking about day and night, and suddenly shivered as if he had just woken up from a dream.

──If it's just the similar appearance, wouldn't he be rude to others?What's more, Yun Tian has disappeared for a long time, so how could he suddenly appear on his bed?It seems that he is really drunk!

Zhao Haiqing's thoughts were confused, and he looked at the sleeping young man suspiciously.

Even though I loved deeply at the beginning, it has been two years after all.Yuntian's figure and appearance have undergone some changes, not to mention that Zhao Hai was so drunk that he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or waking up.

After a while, Zhao Haiqing felt a little more awake.

He looked at the person on the bed again, a raging flame was burning inside his body.

...Forget it, why not just treat it as a beautiful dream?

When Yun Tian was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt a weird feeling in his chest, moist and numb, as if something was... licking him.

Suddenly, he was shocked, and quickly grabbed the opponent's throat with his hand. Seeing this, he was stunned on the spot.

The two looked at each other silently, and a layer of water vapor was dimly condensed in each other's eyes.It seemed as if 100 years had passed before Zhao Haiqing smiled, looked at him obsessively, and said, "Yuntian...your temper really hasn't changed at all."

Yun Tian stared, his throat was choked up for a few seconds, and suddenly he rushed forward, turned over and pressed Zhao Hai under him, and kissed him recklessly.

Zhao Haiqing was stunned by the sudden surprise, he hugged Yun Tian's waist with all his strength, and frantically responded to him.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the fiery and long entanglement between the two male bodies was still going on.

The mattress was already in a mess, Zhao Haiqing held Yun Tian's shoulders with both hands, and pushed in heavily from behind, making a loud impact sound every time.

"Hmm... ah... Haiqing... Take it easy, it hurts..." Yun Tian weakly supported the bedpost, his lower body was a little numb from the impact.Zhao Haiqing seemed to be very excited and couldn't control his strength. Yun Tian hadn't done it for a long time, and after being teased like this, the corners of his eyes turned red with pain.

When Zhao Haiqing heard him cry out for pain, he paused for a moment, panting heavily.

He withdrew from Yuntian's body, the thing between his crotch was still straight and high, Yuntian raised his head and flicked the wet and smooth top, and smiled like a hooligan: "I haven't seen you for two years, the prince is still as majestic... No, now Should I call you the emperor?"

Zhao Haiqing smiled bitterly, kissed his lower abdomen tenderly, pressed two points on Yuntian's chest with both hands and kneaded them lightly or heavily, rubbing his cheeks against his chest from time to time, like a large animal seeking comfort .

"No matter what my identity is, I'm just your Zhao Haiqing."

Yun Tian looked at him with a smile, stretched out his toes and rubbed his lower body, his heart was full of love.

Zhao Haiqing also smiled, lowered his head to hold Yun Tian's desire, and licked it meticulously.

The most vulnerable part was wrapped by the hot and humid mouth, and Yun Tian felt refreshed all over his body as if he had been electrified. He clenched his teeth, put his hands in Zhao Haiqing's hair and hummed intermittently, stretching the back of his feet into an arc.

Zhao Haiqing felt the stuff in his mouth tremble, and suddenly spat it out.

Yun Tian looked at him inexplicably, Zhao Haiqing saw that his eyes were confused, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked full of emotion, and his lower abdomen couldn't help but feel hot again.

He hugged Yuntian and turned around, letting Yuntian lie on his body upside down, so that the two of them were facing the thing standing upright with each other.

Yun Tian suddenly realized, grabbed the meat blade in front of him and licked it twice, "So you want to play Liujiu, I can't tell, I haven't seen you in two years, you have a lot of fancy intestines."

He tasted it in his heart, but it wasn't incomprehensible.Men have normal needs, and it is not unforgivable for Zhao Haiqing to vent his anger with others.

Zhao Haiqing sighed, "Yuntian, I haven't touched anyone in the past two years."

As he spoke, he pushed his lower body up, just touching Yun Tian's lips, "When I want it, I always say your name, and then I get it out myself."

His voice was low and slightly hoarse, Yun Tian turned his eyes away with a red face, waves of joy flooded in his heart, "Well... very good, you are very good, I have to reward you."

He closed his eyes, took Zhao Haiqing's swollen desire into his mouth, and pushed it slowly and deeply.

Gentle lips slid over the bulging stalks, and the tip of his tongue turned against the mouth of the bell. He patiently traced the shape of his mouth, and at the same time felt that his own things fell into Zhao Haiqing's mouth.

After both of them vented, they hugged each other impatiently and exchanged a rich kiss.

Zhao Haiqing hugged Yun Tian and sat straddling his waist, poked his finger into his secret acupoint, turned it carefully and went in, "Is it... still hurting here?"

Yun Tian pressed against his chest in embarrassment, and said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore, come in..."

Zhao Haiqing took a deep breath, pushed him down on the soft bedding, raised two slender legs and hung them around his waist, and rushed in.

The friction of the body brought supreme pleasure, Yuntian couldn't help but shrugged back after being hit by him, Zhao Haiqing seemed to think it wasn't enough, so he held Yuntian's shoulders to prevent him from moving, and at the same time, his lower body quickly hit him up and down The firm buttocks buried themselves deeply in his body.

"Ah... ah... Haiqing... um... ah!" Yun Tian's brows tightened suddenly, his whole body shivered, and his legs couldn't help but tighten around Zhao Haiqing's waist.

"Is it comfortable...?" Zhao Haiqing lowered his head and kissed his lips, then hooked Yun Tian's tongue and lingered for a while, drawing his crotch in and out, irritating him so much that he could only breathe, and he couldn't even speak not come out.

Yun Tian groaned forgetfully, like a beast dazzled by lust, he tightened his backyard unwillingly, and heard Zhao Haiqing let out a muffled groan in satisfaction.

Zhao Haiqing's eyes darkened for a moment, the danger was frightening.It's a pity that Yun Tian didn't notice the change in his expression, and smiled triumphantly with his eyes closed.

He was happy for a few seconds, and was suddenly picked up by Zhao Haiqing, turned 180 degrees, and knelt down on the bed.

"Ah...!" Yun Tian was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw Zhao Haiqing's smile that was not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Haiqing pulled out slowly, pushing in again and again, every time he bumped, Yuntian's back would tense, bright red traces covered his fair skin, his hair stuck to his body messily, and the limbs supporting his body were in Zhao Haiqing's arms. Hai Qing trembled slightly in his thrusting movements, indescribably arousing pity and fascination.

Zhao Haiqing went deep again and stopped.

Yun Tian was panting heavily, sitting on the heels of his legs while being hugged by him, his feet became weak one after another.

Zhao Haiqing raised his waist and pressed it down viciously.

"Ahhhhhh!" Yun Tian's nails sank into his arm, "Don't be like this...hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"It penetrates so deeply..." Zhao Haiqing gently licked and kissed his neck, the sweaty skin had a slight salty taste, "Don't Yun Tian like it?"

"No... not... um... ah...!" Pleasure exploded layer by layer like gorgeous fireworks, and he seemed to be in bliss, with sparks of joy flowing from his limbs and bones.Yun Tian instinctively heaved up and down, expressing his desire for this man with wild movements.

"Yuntian... Yuntian... um...!"

Zhao Haiqing entered and exited a few times at the end, snorted, and sprayed the scalding liquid into his body.At the same time, Yun Tian also moaned and shot out a stream of turbid liquid, and after bliss, he collapsed into Zhao Haiqing's arms and couldn't stop panting.

Zhao Haiqing caressed his back affectionately, and kissed him on the top of his head, filled with indescribable joy and satisfaction in his heart.

After the affair, both of them were a little tired, but Yun Tian didn't feel sleepy at all, and secretly looked at Zhao Haiqing with closed eyes from the corner of his eyes.

This face that has been depicted in dreams countless times is so clearly presented in front of his eyes. Even though the two have been handed over to each other, he still feels that it is not real enough, so he can't help but tighten Zhao Haiqing's waist.

The palm on the back paused, and started stroking again and again, but with a more firm and cherishing force.

"Are you tired? I'll help you wipe your body." Zhao Haiqing suddenly remembered something, slightly parted his firm buttocks, glanced at them, and found a small wound there, milky white A few strands of bright red blood were mixed in the semen, which was shocking.

Yun Tian lay on the bed tiredly and let him do what he did. After Zhao Haiqing cleaned up carefully, he found that Yun Tian had fallen into a deep sleep, snoring evenly.

Holding his lover in his arms, feeling the warm breath from Yuntian's breath, he sighed as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The crescent moon was like a hook outside the window, and everything was silent. Zhao Haiqing opened the door wearing a long gown, and saw Yan Si standing not far away with no expression on his face.

Zhao Haiqing was a little embarrassed when he thought about whether Yan Si had heard the noisy voices in the room before.

Yan Si moved his lips and asked softly, "Is that him?"

"It's him," Zhao Haiqing was silent for a moment, "Go get some wound medicine."

"Pharmaceuticals?" Yan Si was startled, "Princess...no, the Emperor's son is injured?"

Zhao Haiqing couldn't explain it clearly, and his words were vague, but fortunately, Yan Si didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly brought the medicine.

Back in the room, Zhao Hai poured two cups of herbal tea, unscrewed the medicine box, dug out the ointment with his fingers and poked it into Yuntian's buttocks, found the small acupuncture point that accommodated him, stabbed it carefully, rotated slowly, and spread the ointment evenly Apply to inner walls and wounds.

Yun Tian frowned uncomfortably, grunted, and shrank subconsciously into the quilt.

Zhao Haiqing climbed onto the bed full of love and affection, fearing that the cold air on his body would contaminate him, so he hugged Yun Tian in his arms, and gently kissed the red and swollen lips that had been ravaged.

"Yuntian, I won't let you leave again." He whispered.