Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

Bowing his head to hold the man's slender chin, he could feel that man's slender Liuxiu eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his ten fingers slowly clenched the shirt behind his back following the movements of his lips and tongue.Su Qingchi's fingers are white and slender, not as soft as catkins like a woman's, but with well-defined joints, and one can clearly feel the masculine power hidden under that inch of skin.

The eyes of the person under him were drunk and blurred, and the slender eyes were stained with different styles, his lips were as red as rouge after being ravaged for a long time, and he was panting.

When Shang Chengen's finger touched the man's belt, the man's body stiffened in an instant, and then began to tremble. "The pool..."

Su Qingchi's lips were ruthlessly bitten with traces of blood, and his ten fingers almost pierced the mattress and embedded themselves in the bed board. He closed his eyes, and although he tried his best to hide it, his voice still trembled, "It's... nothing." Towards his waist, he tore off the belt.

Shang Chengen's heart was pierced, he lowered his head and kissed the man's lips, and said in a low voice, "Qingchi, nothing will happen, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Between the kisses, under the quilt, the two of them stripped off their clothes, Shang Chengen's warm palms caressed the man's stiff and perfect body, comforting him inch by inch, while his deep and gentle voice whispered in his ears.

Shang Chengen's voice was calm and magnetic, whispering in his ears, making people linger involuntarily.

Su Qingchi's lips trembled slightly, but it wasn't because he was afraid, it was just that he didn't know that such a broken man could have such tenderness.He didn't dare to expect others to treat him as a treasure, because he wasn't worth it, no matter in his past or present life, he didn't keep his cleanliness.

When Shang Chengen hugged Su Qingchi's waist, the man didn't resist at all, no longer panicked, no longer resisted, Shang Chengen looked at those eyes wet with tears, his heart was tightly clenched, and he was heavy Painful, he had a feeling that he could easily possess this supple body, but after that, that person would have nothing.

Lowering his head to kiss the man's wet and cold lips, Shang Chengen stretched out his hand to caress the sleeping softness between his upper legs.The man trembled, but he didn't resist. He just wrapped his arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss almost in a pandering manner.

Under the rough palm, the man gradually stiffened.

Shang Chengen stopped his movements, and looked into Su Qingchi's eyes with fiery and gentle eyes. The other party looked at him deeply with moist eyes. Shang Chengen had never seen such fascinating and heartbreaking eyes. He bent the corner of his mouth, Leaning over and kissing that person's eyes, "Qingchi, tell me, who are you looking at?"

"……you."

"who am I?"

"Cert...en."

Shang Chengen smiled, "Yes, I'm Shang Chengen..." Holding the man's slender waist, his body sank slowly.

Su Qingchi's body froze, not in heart-piercing pain, but in a burst of damp heat. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person on him in disbelief.

Shang Chengen's resolute eyebrows suddenly frowned, let out a short and low moan, then slowly relaxed his eyebrows, smiled, and said in a thick voice, "What's wrong?"

Su Qingchi bit her lip, closed her eyes, her body trembled uncontrollably.

Shang Chengen gave a low laugh, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the glint from the corner of the man's eyes, his eyes were full of pity, "It's me who hurts, why are you crying?"

Su Qingchi stretched out his hands and tightly hugged the other person's stiff back, his voice trembling, "Why do you..." He shook his head, "I don't at all..."

"Hush..." Shang Chengen kissed away his salty tears, "Don't talk, Qingchi, call my name."

"Cheng... En, Cheng En, Cheng En..."

The iron-blooded, tough and hot body merged with that person at this moment.

The cold moon outside shone on the camp, casting patches of silver light, cold and desolate, but inside the tent, there was no chill at all, only the room was full of depressive panting and the slightest unbearable murmur, and the faint movement in the tent continued until the sky approached. Dawn broke, and then disappeared into the dim and ambiguous light in the tent.

Under the quilt, the two of them were naked, and their bodies were intertwined without any cover.Su Qingchi's body was cold, and when winter came, there was a sense of coolness, but at this time, that person's body was as cool as jade, and his body was full of heat.There was frost outside, but the bottom of the quilt inside the tent was filled with breath from the two of them. There was a hint of warm and dark fragrance, as well as a strong masculine breath. When a corner of the quilt was slightly lifted, the heat suddenly rushed to the face, which made people think of the endless night of last night. Lingering, Shang Chengen's body became a little hotter.

Caressing the delicate shoulders of the man with callused thumbs, tossing and tossing all night exhausted the man's strength. At this moment, the man's handsome face was as light as a lotus, his thin lips were like new rouge, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked. Shallow arc, serene and satisfying, but it makes people pity for no reason.

The sky outside became brighter again, Shang Chengen looked down at the beautiful man sleeping soundly in his arms, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.He stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt up for him, got up and dressed, and lifted the curtain to leave the tent.

Outside the camp, the sky was already bright, and the sound of orderly and loud military training was loud and earth-shattering.

Su Qingchi frowned and opened his eyes. He was the only one left in the camp. He suddenly reached out and rubbed his forehead, but suddenly found that he was naked under the blanket. What happened last night, thinking about that person's deep and deep voice, which burned his body temperature with heat, and that person's interlocking fingers with his warm palms, made the corners of Su Qingchi's eyes slightly warm, and a smile overflowed from his mouth.

Turning around, there was a clay pot standing on top of the desk in the tent.

[Even if the green plums have passed the season and the taste has changed, I will throw away the green plums inside, but I will not use that jar to pickle other plums, because I have put too much thought into pickling green plums before, and the taste of green plums has already melted into that jar. jars out. ]

[… why not try something else, maybe it tastes better. ]

[What if I said that when I poured out the green plums, I already broke the jar?Now that the jar has the taste of green plums, there is no room for other plums, so what's the use of it?Wouldn't it be clean if we didn't bury it with the green plum? ]

[……I see. ]

Swipe your fingers across the outer wall of the pottery pot, and the smooth pottery wall is coated with a uniform layer of crow green glaze. The tentacles are delicate and moist, which shows the thoughtfulness of the person who fired the pottery pot.

The fingertips touched a bump, and the fingertips rubbed it carefully. Three graceful characters were clearly engraved on the pottery wall, and each stroke was carved with force. A sudden hard scab appeared, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Clumsy and clumsy, but also imitating others to do this delicate work."

After a long silence, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Outside the camp, a faint light suddenly appeared in the hazy sky, and the cold wind blew past, and the sky was actually covered with a layer of white.

The first snow in early winter finally fell.

Fall horse

It snowed continuously for several days, flakes of snow flew all over the sky like goose feathers, and piles of snow were piled up all around the barracks. So every day, apart from their chores, the soldiers had an extra task of shoveling snow with shovels.However, the snow seemed to be falling endlessly, just after it was shoveled off, when I looked back, there was a thousand layers of hoarfrost behind me, so dazzlingly white, when I looked around, the entire barracks was covered in plain silver, and only a few patches of dark green could be seen. The mountains outside the barracks are even more endlessly white, which is a magnificent snow scene.

The snow was thick outside the tent, but Su Qingchi was wearing light clothes inside the tent separated by a curtain. He was still a little wet after taking a bath, and his long black hair was still wet.Fearing that the clothes would get wet, a set of clean clothes was placed on a wooden shelf and left unused for the time being.Thanks to the fact that there were two braziers in the camp, he didn't feel too cold even though he was dressed in single clothes.

He was rubbing his hair carefully against the fire, the curtain behind him moved slightly, and there were a few steady footsteps.

"It's still cold, carefully freeze." The man behind him put his clothes on his shoulders, and naturally held his shoulders with his warm palms.

Su Qingchi tilted his head slightly: "Is the list for the expedition finalized?"

Shang Chengen knew that he said that he was selected to fight the list of Jinchuan soldiers this time, so he nodded, "Well, your and my names are all on it. If there is no accident, the whole army will set off at the end of next month."

Su Qingchi nodded and didn't say anything. Shang Chengen stood behind him. The two were about the same height. He could touch the back of the other's delicate neck with the tip of his nose slightly lowered. It is as rich as it is, but it is faint, and when you get closer, the scent will dissipate, and if you move the tip of the nose a little, the hazy fragrance seems to linger around the tip of the nose.

Su Qingchi was thinking about something, but before he could return to his thoughts, the back of his neck felt hot and humid. He paused, and the man reached out and hugged his waist to hold him in his arms. His hot lips pressed lightly on his neck inch by inch. A shallow kiss will not leave red ambiguous traces, but it is scorching hot enough to make people shiver.

Although the two of them had that night of love, there was no trace of obscenity between them, they were close but not intimate, each guarded their own side, and they never crossed easily.

Knowing that Shang Chengen came from love, Su Qingchi didn't refuse, held the man's hand around his waist, turned his head and kissed the man lightly.

Shang Chengen's self-control would be greatly impacted at this time. The opponent's army was tens of thousands of horses, with powerful stone cannons, and carts smashed into trees. Waves of attacks smashed down his city wall, but he was unarmed.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside the tent, the two of them seemed to be thieves and retreated separately.

Sure enough, someone lifted the curtain and walked in, recklessly breaking through the heating in the tent, and when he looked up, it was Ge Bing.

Su Qingchi couldn't hide his joy, "When will you come back? Originally, I went to look for you in the front camp. They said you were going to collect food. I counted the time and said, "You have just arrived in Badi, so why did you come back so soon?" gone?"

The Biaozuo Camp in Northern Sichuan Town where Su Qingchi was originally located was on the high ground south of their military camp. The distance between the two camps was only a few steps. But they didn't know that some time ago coincided with the shortage of grain and grass on the front line, Guo Jia, Ge Bing and others were sent to escort the grain, grass and luggage. They felt regretful, but they didn't expect Ge Bing to come back so soon.

Ge Bing's hands were red from the cold, and his delicate face was slightly purple. He was squeezing his hands and feet by the brazier to warm himself up. Hearing this, he grinned, "I still want to go to the front line to see what the Jinchuan soldiers look like." , and those who said that the shells could not penetrate the watchtowers, but unfortunately encountered a sneak attack by the soldiers halfway, so some of them continued to advance with food and grass, leaving some to deal with the raiding soldiers.”

Ge Bing rubbed his cheeks, and there was some blood on his face, flushed, and he was very happy, "Those people are really difficult to deal with. They retreated once, and then came again after two days. It was freezing cold, and there were cliffs everywhere. , We are not familiar with the land conditions, so we were very passive for a while. They were only a few hundred people, but they sneaked up anytime and anywhere like gophers. This tossing took half a month. When those people retreated, we couldn't catch up The troops, so I turned back... I haven't slept for five days and five nights."

Ge Bing yawned a few times, and there was indeed a heavy shadow under his eyes, and he probably rushed over after returning to the camp before he had time to rest.

Su Qingchi couldn't bear it, poured a bowl of hot water and handed it to him, "Since you're back, let's take a good rest."

Ge Bing yawned again, rubbed his eyes, looked around, his eyes were glued to Su Qingchi's bed, "Brother Zhao, lend me your bed to sleep in, my bed was messed up by those people, it smells bad, I don’t know where the quilt went.”

Su Qingchi nodded, and moved the brazier to the side of the bed, "Well, sleep well, I'll call you if you need anything."

"You sleep with me."

Ge Bing was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Shang Chengen and then at Su Qingchi after hearing the words, "Oh."

Shang Chengen remained silent all this time. He had long forgotten that there was another person in the tent. He immediately glanced at the bed. The two quilts were neatly folded, leaving only a gap in the middle. He couldn't help thinking, who could sleep well? Is there a difference?Not even a shop.Drowsiness overwhelmed him, he couldn't allow him to think too much, took off his shoes, climbed up, pulled the quilt, fell asleep and fell asleep.

There was a small snoring sound in the tent, which gradually became even and steady. Su Qingchi shook his head lightly, "I'm really exhausted."

Shang Chengen had already taken the comb and combed Su Qingchi's dry hair carefully.

Su Qingchi was slightly taken aback, and was about to turn his head, but Shang Chengen helped him by the shoulders and let him sit down, his voice was calm and serious, but what he said was, "It's the first time I comb someone's hair, and my hands are clumsy."

Su Qingchi couldn't help but let him go.

Shang Chengen's movements were gentle and slow, each time he was only attached to a strand of the man's hair, and combed it carefully in the palm of his hand, the black hair on his fingertips made him unable to let go.

One comb to the end, two combs until the white hair is even with the eyebrows.

Looking at the man's handsome face and the slight smile on his lips, Shang Chengen suddenly thought, what a blessing it would be if he could really comb that man's white hair to match his eyebrows, maybe he would never think of it again in this life .

"I'll go out later." Su Qingchi said, this sentence just blurted out, and then fell silent after speaking.

Since when, no matter where he went or what he did, he never forgot to speak to the other party.

"Yes." Shang Chengen nodded, "I'm going to the martial arts field."

"Riding...is it okay?" Su Qingchi lowered his voice.

As expected, Shang Chengen paused, his face froze for a moment, and he said for a while, "...practice the sword."

Su Qingchi's face became hot, and the two stopped talking, and the camp suddenly became silent, even Ge Bing's snoring on the bed became silent.

Shang Chengen held Su Qingchi's shoulders with both hands slightly, the temperature in his palms became a little warmer, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and charming.

Su Qingchi got up and took the tiger-skin pattern camp uniform and put it on, and said with a smile, "It's rare that the snow stopped for a day, and I don't know when it will continue to fall. The snow was already knee-high behind the tent yesterday. If it continues like this, I guess someday I can't even get out of the tent." He said, tightening his leggings, and before Shang Chengen could answer, he took the tiger hat and lifted the curtain to leave the tent.

Sure enough, the snow stopped outside the camp, and the residual wind swept across overnight, and the place where one could see was covered with a vast expanse of frost. When one stepped on the snow, there was a creaking sound, and the cold wind blew in, biting to the bone. Su Qingchi tightened his clothes, Windward strode toward the south of the camp.

Halfway along the road, I saw a person rushing from there, passing by him without stopping, Su Qingchi called out to him, "Guo Jia?"

In the vast snow field, Guo Jia was taken aback for a moment. He was about to look for Su Qingchi, but unexpectedly, he ran into him here.

This place is full of high mountains and highlands, and the surrounding scenery can no longer be seen from the original appearance under the thick snow. Although the snow stopped early this morning, last night it was full of strong winds. This place in Ba was originally deserted and dry, but after being hit by frost and snow like this, it was even colder and colder.

The two of them walked slowly along the snow-buried path, and the wind and frost rolled past their feet, raising a sheet of hoarfrost.

Seeing the man's white cheeks and hands exposed in the cold wind, Guo Jia couldn't bear it, and was thinking about what to say, but the man opened his mouth first.

"I went to Yangzhou to look for you the year before last."

Guo Jia's palms tightened.

Su Qingchi didn't know what was going on in his heart, he lowered his head and took out a jade pendant from his bosom, "I didn't find you at the beginning, but now that you and I are in the same camp, I will return it to you."

Guo Jia looked at the piece of jasper jade, his expression was a little dazed, and he forced himself to laugh: "It's just a piece of jade pendant, but... can't you accept it?"

Su Qingchi looked at the snow-capped peaks in the distance, with a usual smile on his lips, "You and I have known each other for a long time, and in those years you gave me small gadgets ranging from a few pennies to a few hundred taels, did I ever refuse? Only this piece of jade..."

Su Qingchi put the jade into Guo Jia's hands, "In the future, there will be someone worthy of this jade."

Guo Jia looked at the man's handsome face, unable to speak for a long time, finally smiled bitterly, and tightly held the jade that had returned to his hand after four years.That person implicitly rejected his affection several times, he didn't understand, but he would rather pretend to be confused. When he handed over this ancestral jade pendant to that person, he fled Yangzhou without giving the person a chance to refuse, thinking about the day he would die Putting on the armor and returning with glory, the man can look back at himself and tell himself, Yu, he accepted it.

The two of them didn't speak, and when Guo Jia felt a chill in his neck, it was snowing in the sky.

The face of the person next to him is like a crown of jade, a pair of slender willow eyebrows flying slantingly into the temples, cold phoenix eyes looking into the distance, I don't know what he is thinking, there is a smile on his lips, he will never be able to guess the thoughts of that person, he is clearly close So close, but still out of reach.

There was the sound of horseshoes coming from behind, and because of the deep snow on the ground, the sound of the clattering was half-hidden.

The man got off his horse and walked straight here.

Under the curtain of wind and snow, the snow-faced man beside him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, was able to break the dust of the world, "Why are you here?"

Under the reflection of the thousands of miles of snow around him, the man's face was tough, and he was wearing cold, hard and soft armor, which made his physique even more burly and strong.

The other party came striding over the snow, with piercing eyes, and the air of a military general around him. Fang Zhi wrapped Su Qingchi tightly with a thick green woolen cloak on his arm, and spoke in a deep and deep voice. Hunhou said, "A few wounded soldiers have been sent to the military doctor's tent ahead, but the imperial doctor is too busy and is short of manpower."

Su Qingchi didn't doubt that he was there, and he didn't care that when the man tied the cloak ribbon for him, he held him in his arms almost possessively.

Su Qingchi's expression gradually became serious, and his delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, "Where did you send the wounded? Zhanggu or Bawang, now that Xiaojinchuan has been pacified, and the troops have gradually concentrated to the major passes and main roads around Dajinchuan. Most of the troops stationed at the station have been withdrawn, how about..."

"The situation is urgent, I will tell you in detail later." Shang Chengen interrupted him, this person has not reacted yet, if this goes on like this, it will take half a cup of tea to figure it out.

For the first time, Shang Chengen was a little annoyed by Linglong's thoughts.

Without giving this man a chance to regain his senses, he was pulled onto the horse, his legs pinched the horse's belly, and the horse's hooves stomped on him. The two of them disappeared into the snow-covered mountains together.

Su Qingchi's mind is so delicate, he was frightened by Shang Chengen's aura just now, but now he watched the horse galloping towards the opposite side of the barracks, he understood everything when he thought about it, only a strong arm around his waist was holding it almost domineeringly Him, how do you tell him to speak?

"Are you mad at me?" the man asked, still unable to detect any emotion in his voice.

Su Qingchi was indeed a little annoyed at first, but most of the annoyance has disappeared after this journey, but now hearing the imperceptible caution in this man's tone, he can't get angry no matter what.

Seeing that Su Qingchi was silent, Shang Chengen was silent for a moment. He wanted to ask what Su Qingchi had given that person before, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth. So along the way, this question kept choking on his heart. She said, knowing that Su Qingchi would not be emotional with that man, but still couldn't swallow or spit out in her heart, the blockage was unclear.

Su Qingchi noticed that the man behind him was holding the rein tightly with his palms, and he also figured out why, so he immediately laughed.

Shang Chengen was suffering in his heart, when he saw Su Qingchi's shoulders trembling, he thought that he was cold, so he wrapped his cloak tighter, but he didn't expect that man to be laughing, his voice was sexy and deep, which made his heart itch.

He lowered his head to meet the smiling eyes of the man, and the man teased, "You have been silent all the way, are you just eating your head?"

Shang Chengen's heart tightened, and then he tightened his arms, and his voice sank two points, "Is it funny?"

Su Qingchi stopped laughing, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Shang Chengen's face darkened when he was bluffed, and he just pretended that something happened, but the man said, "It's funny."

With a puff, he started laughing in a muffled voice again, tears almost came out of his eyes, the other party was leaning over, if it wasn't for his support, he might have fallen off his horse with laughter at this time.

Under the rough and warm palm, the man's flat belly trembled slightly.

Shang Chengen let go of his hands, Su Qingchi lost his support, and before he could utter an exclamation, both of them fell off the horse.

The snow slope under the horse's hooves was steep, and the two rolled down the slope. Su Qingchi was startled and laughed at the same time, and when his waist sank, he came back to his senses panting, and he and Shang Chengen had already rolled down the slope.

On the steep slope, the white snow left a messy trace.

Su Qingchi exhaled a white and hot air, a little shocked, but also felt abnormally stimulated, rubbing his chest, he had never laughed so freely.

With the smile still on, he bowed his head, his eyes were facing Shang Chengen's eyes, focused and profound.