Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

After finally getting rid of Qiu Zhongwen's entanglement, although they broke up unhappy, they got a leisure.

Wearing a fox white fur robe, Shang Cheng was handsome and handsome, and his thin lips, which had tasted all the beauties in the world, raised a slight arc at this time.

Earlier, I was not free, but I heard that a stunning young man came to the Chunxiu Hall. He only played the piano and played music. You can spend the night with him.

It doesn't matter if you ask for a thousand gold just by opening your mouth, it doesn't matter if you are noble or glamorous, as long as your body serves him comfortably, what is a thousand gold worth?Thinking of the famous boss Su in the capital, Qianjin can only make him smile.

Compared with those people who are not eating fireworks and can't be touched, this newcomer from Chunxiutang may make him more refreshed.

The smile on Shang Chengjun's lips became more and more evil, he shook his robe, and strode towards the spring sleeve hall.

The paper fan is shaking gently, the small incense burner is a few incense burners, the emerald bead curtain is swaying, and a small tune is softly chanted in the ear, which is really soul-stirring.

Shang Chengjun squinted his eyes halfway, and looked at the man in front of him through the beaded curtain. He was covered by a veil, so he couldn't see his face. However, with the thin chin under the veil and the slender eyes above the veil, , this person's beauty can be seen.

Shang Chengjun had already sat impatiently, waved away the little boy beside him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qingyao, why don't you show your true face?"

It is vaguely known that the corners of the other party's lips are slightly raised, but there is no answer.

Shang Chengjun raised his eyebrows slightly, only to hear the crisp sound of the bead curtain, and the other party had already pushed aside the bead curtain and appeared.

Thin waist and narrow hips, soft catkins and slender hands, and a strange fragrance on the face, just like this, Shang Chengjun's body tightened, his arms passed through the opponent's slender waist, and with a light touch, the opponent's slenderness and warmth were pushed into his arms.

Shang Chengjun raised the corner of his mouth and said with a teasing smile, "Beauties are not to be taken lightly."

His hands had already reached into the opponent's robe irregularly to caress, and in a moment they had slipped between the opponent's legs. His movements became more and more obscene, and when they were touched a little sticky, Shang Chengjun described it presumptuously, and smiled lightly, "It seems that Qingyao I have been waiting for a long time."

Slowly raised her slender hand, "Qingyao has been waiting for three months, the third young master made Qingyao wait, don't you think so, little poisonous snake?"

The gauze fell to the ground.

The smile on Shang Chengjun's lips stiffened every inch.

Shang Chengde came out of the house, the outside was covered with goose feathers, and the yard was swept away by that man, and now it is covered with plain clothes again.

Turning around, the man was standing under the eaves not far away. He was slim and tall, with a clean expression. When he saw him, he smiled at him from a distance.

Shang Chengde only felt a pain in his heart for such a thin body, how could he bear the ice and snow in this cold winter.

Just as he was about to take off his clothes, Taxue went over to put them on the man, when the gate of the courtyard opened suddenly, suddenly the courtyard was filled with cold wind, and the light snow was blown in the air, a man in a purple fur robe came in and closed the courtyard with a squeak Opening the door, the movement was smooth and flowing, and when he saw Su Qingchi standing under the veranda, he smiled, took three steps in parallel, and flew over with open arms, "Qingchi is beautiful."

The cold air all over his body made Su Qingchi shiver, and he couldn't help but glared at him.

Hugging the beauty in his arms, Hua Jingzhao smiled until the sun and the moon dimmed. He swayed in his arms and wrinkled his nose at Su Qingchi. One for Fuxiang." After finishing speaking, she was about to kiss Su Qingchi on the mouth.

Xiang didn't steal it, but got slapped instead, Hua Jingzhao was not only out of breath, but laughed, "I haven't been spanked by you for a long time, and my heart hurts thinking about it."

Without saying a word, Su Qingchi kicked him.Hua Jingzhao flew out exaggeratedly, fell down and sat down in the snow, grinned and wailed, then suddenly looked serious, "The root of my life is stuck in the ground and I can't pull it out."

Su Qingchi snorted.Hua Jingzhao saw that people were already smiling, so he stopped pretending, and Gulu got up from the snow, brushed off the snow on his body, "If you don't smile again, I'll have to pick all the stars and moons from the sky for you. "

"Small poverty."

"Hey, hey, is your mouth hot? These hands and feet are almost frozen into popsicles."

"How many bones are left."

"Succeed, eat whatever Qingchi gives you." Hua Jingzhao was talking, and turned to see Shang Chengde.

"Master Shang is here too, yo, and the second young master, who is a rare visitor, what's going on today, it's so lively, look, I'm late." Hua Jingzhao smiled, and clasped his fists at the two of them, "Hua I didn’t eat one day, and I was very hungry, so I went to find something to eat, the two of you are free.”

"He flirts with others in front of you. Is this what elder brother said about mutual affection?"

"Second brother, if nothing happens, it's better to go back earlier." After saying that, he glanced at him lightly, then turned his head expressionlessly, but he didn't want to say another word to him.

Shang Chengen frowned slightly, "Brother."

Shang Chengde ignored him, stepped on the snow and walked to Su Qingchi, untied the cloak and put it on him, "It's cold, be careful."

Su Qingchi smiled, and let Shang Chengde hold his hand to warm it up, "It's a bit cold, I'm afraid we should light more stoves at night."

"It's okay, I'm still here."

"Can your temperature still pass through the quilt?"

"Who said two quilts would be warmer than one with the quilt separated." Shang Chengde whispered, holding Su Qingchi's hand, bowed his head and kissed him.

Su Qingchi smiled but said nothing, turned to look at the eaves over there, the corridor was already empty.

At night, there was some movement in the yard, as if someone had opened the gate.

Shang Chengde wanted to put on his clothes and get up, but Su Qingchi held him back, "Don't go, I'm afraid someone wants to go out at night to be a thief."

Knowing that he was talking about Hua Jingzhao, Shang Chengde said, "Going out so late? It's snowing a lot outside."

"Who knows what he's going out to do these days? He's probably thinking about the people outside. I heard the shopkeeper of the theater say that he's always running into the hall. It's probably because he really cares about that young man. Flirt around and ruin your body."

Shang Chengde didn't know what to think of, and suddenly smiled, "That's it, that's good."

"So what's good?" Su Qingchi raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Shang Chengde's heart moved, and he held his hand, "In this way, no one will compete with me for you."

In the same bed, it is inevitable to touch the body, if it is summer, Su Qingchi will not be so close to him if he is afraid of the heat, but now, the beauty is close, the skin is close, and the breath is full of the warm fragrance of the other person , so how can he be at ease.

"Qingchi..." Fiery breath sprayed behind Su Qingchi's ears.

"Huh?" There was an impulsive sound that made people think.

"I feel a little hot." He said this, but his body got closer and closer to Su Qingchi, boldly hugging Su Qingchi tightly in his arms.

Su Qingchi moved slightly, but did not break free.

"Don't move, if you move again, I can't help it."

The scalding heat on Shang Chengde's body made Su Qingchi's ears turn red. He is also a man, how could he not understand Shang Chengde's pain, but he just made such a situation, he really didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

Warm fragrance and soft body, but between the tentacles is not the silk underwear, but the coolness and smoothness under the underwear.

Shang Chengde was fascinated, and there was little left of his usual calmness, but now he held on with a sliver of reason, knowing that he would be deeply involved, but he couldn't resist the temptation of slimming in his arms, hoping to touch an inch more.

Su Qingchi's complexion was rosy, and he was seven parts ashamed and three parts angry. Although Shang Chengde enjoyed touching it, he didn't know that those few strokes almost made him angry.

How to survive this long night?

In a moment of anger, he elbowed the person behind him who didn't know how to measure.

Shang Chengde snorted softly, although his hands and feet were more honest, his breath became hotter and thicker, spraying on the back of his neck, making Su Qingchi feel like boiling soup.

Now that Shang Chengde is full of blood and has just tasted the taste of lust, he is inevitably at a loss in his excitement. He could have hugged him to vent his anger, but he does not want to belittle him, and has been struggling to suppress it.

After all, Su Qingchi is not hard-hearted.

Shang Chengde only felt that his internal organs were burning, and he couldn't find a way out. Suddenly, a burst of sweet and clear spring entered his mouth, which immediately made his mind go blank.

Su Qingchi's slender and beautiful eyes were close at hand, she seemed to wrinkle in anger, her slender eyelashes trembled past her face, the other party turned over, leaving only a section of her white neck.

Shang Chengde was stunned for a long time, and then he touched his wet lips blankly, feeling a little painful.

"Qingchi..." Shang Chengde suddenly grabbed Su Qingchi's shoulder, turned him over, and without saying a word, directly pressed down on him.

"Hmm..." The initial panting turned into a low moan, tongue and tongue intertwined, gentle but vigorous.

Shang Chengde has never had experience in this area, and at this time he only followed his instincts, sucking the lips in his mouth, teasing the other party's nimble little tongue, invading and possessing, it is actually an endless and graceful taste, the more you kiss, the more hungry and thirsty you are, the more you kiss The more unbearable it is, the more I can't wait to become one and be entangled forever.

Nearly suffocating, a silver thread formed between his lips, and after a few pecks, there was another burst of thunder and fire, killing him.

There were soft chants in the ears one after another, the soft body in the arms twisted and seductively, such commotion and ecstasy, even a saint could not bear it, teach him how a mortal can resist.

Food color, sex too.

It was just a kiss, yet the clothes were messed up and the bed was a mess.

Shang Chengde was dressed in silk obscene clothes, and the back and front were tightly clenched, but at this moment he didn't care about these things, he just kept reminiscing about the kiss just now.The two of them hadn't felt emotionally agitated before, but now they felt extremely awkward, they turned back to each other and pretended to fall asleep calmly, but how could they fall asleep after experiencing the beautiful spring scenery just now.

This night, I'm afraid it is destined to be difficult.

Shang Chengjun asked someone to carry him back the next day, but no one knew what happened.

According to the speculation of the servants of the Shang family, most of them indulged too much and hurt their waists, but these can only be discussed in private, so how dare they say it to the outside world.

Shang Chengjun's third-bedroom concubine came to see him crying, and was kicked out. Not long after, Qiu Zhongwen came to see him, but was also blocked from the door. I need to rest and see no one.”

Qiu Zhongwen was worried and annoyed at the same time, walked back and forth outside the door for a few times, and finally failed to see Shang Chengjun's face, so he flung his sleeves and left.

In a remote corner of the business mansion, there were two people standing.

"Where did your young master go yesterday?"

Seeing that there was no one around, a servant whispered something into Qiu Zhongwen's ear.

Qiu Zhongwen frowned, "Chunxiutang? Can you see where that person went in the end?"

The boy whispered a few more words in his ear, and Qiu Zhongwen murmured, "Baishun Hutong...I see, you go down, and be smarter in the future."

After that, he stuffed a piece of broken silver to the boy.