I see the snow

Yinzhichuan is firmly seated as the No. [-] dude in the capital of the stars, because he has no talent except for reading, and he is proficient in almost everything that the other sons and brothers play.

For example, when I went to go to Yunlou in the past, the other sons and boys were drunk and dreamed of dying, wishing to die on the girls——

He played cards with the girls.

He never gave in, every time he wins the girls' beautiful eyes, he laughs loudly.

This Wuniang was originally carried back to the room by Yinzhichuan to anger Xihuai, after Yinzhichuan put her down, the two began to stare at each other.

Wu Niang sat stiffly in this awkward atmosphere for a while, then cleared her throat and asked:

"Major General Yin, push the card?"

Yin Zhichuan, who was also stiff at first, felt moved and asked:

"Leaf Talisman or Horse Hanger?"

"...Leaf Talisman."

Wu Niang reluctantly said, stroking her hair on her temples: "I can't beat horses very well."

"it is good."

So, Yin Zhichuan said: "Ah Zhu, bring a pair of leaf cards."

This is what Xi Huai heard, and the servants under the eaves spread word of mouth, "Send 'that' to the seventh son."

"..."

It's a pity that Mr. Yinqi is really young at heart, he and Xi Huai were still angry an hour ago, but after pushing Pai Gow, the anger has almost dissipated.

"How did you come?"

Seeing Xi Huai standing at the door, Yin Zhichuan quickly stood up and walked towards his sweetheart: "Come on, come in and say, it's cold at night standing at the door."

However, Xi Huai stood at the door without moving, not letting Yin Zhichuan pull him.

"I'm going back." He still said, "You can play with them."

"Then I'll take you back."

Yinzhichuan said, "The road is too dark."

Major General Yin is a bit like the kind of puppy who remembers to eat but not to fight.

He waited all night for Xihuai to come looking for him, now that Xihuai finally came, he was so happy that he held on to him.All the temper tantrums I said earlier were forgotten.

As if it came together naturally.

"I don't have anything worthy of being sent by the major general."

Xi Huai said indifferently, no emotion could be heard in his voice: "I don't know how to play cards, and I'm not the seventh son's beauty."

"..."

Listening to his words, Yin Zhichuan didn't know how to reply.

He just shook Xi Huai's hand and didn't let go, a bit like a troubled little boy.

Inadvertently, he grasped the part where Xi Huai had a gap and tightened his grip, Xi Huai frowned for a while, and made a soft "hiss—" sound.

"What's wrong?" Yin Zhichuan hurriedly said, "I hurt you?"

"No."

Xi Huai shook his head and said, "I accidentally cut the shrimp while peeling it."

"..."

Yin Zhichuan stared at the breach for a long time, held Xi Huai's finger on his palm, held it in front of his face and carefully blew.

Wu Niang and Ruoruo looked at the two of them standing outside in the room, with their expressions and gestures, they knew what was going on.

"See no."

The plump and glamorous dancer gestured to the door, and lazily said to Ruoruo: "I can't imagine having a tantrum with my daughter-in-law, and that's the end."

The little dancer nodded, half understanding.

After that, naturally there was nothing wrong with the dancers.

The graceful and charming woman picked up the blouse from the short table, put it back on slowly, and said to Yin Zhichuan before leaving: "Seventh Young Master, you will always call me when you have such good things in the future. You can still get money if you lose cards. like."

"..."

Yin Zhichuan said, "Go quickly."

The dancer smiled like a spring breeze, and before she left, she gave Xi Huai a look:

"Young master is so handsome."

Yinzhichuan: "..."

What is asking for trouble?

This is called "leading wolves into the house!"

After the people around were gone, Yinzhichuan and Xihuai immediately rolled down.

Yinzhichuan pressed against his throat, and kissed down from the neck roughly.

Xi Huai was trembling from the messy and aggressive kiss, he subconsciously wanted to push Yinzhichuan a little away, shrinking his body, but Yinzhichuan caught him back and kissed again and again.

He is keen on kissing Xi Huai's neck, Xi Huai's neck and collarbone look beautiful from this angle.

Slender and fair-skinned, not as full as a hand.

Yin Zhichuan bit the boy's Adam's apple and sucked it hard.

Xi Huai's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and he let out a very light gasp.

Following Yinzhichuan's movements, Xihuai's long, jet-black hair spread out and spread messily on the ground.

…………

But Yin Zhichuan immediately went to kiss his eyes and trembling eyelashes, with a low voice, while kissing, he said:

"My sweetheart... my sweetheart."

"Baby...how can you ignore me?"

Xi Huai trembled reflexively, but he couldn't escape.

Yin Zhichuan always grabbed his wrist to prevent him from resisting, and then put it to his lips to kiss.

"Little things don't cry when they don't see the coffin, do they?"

Seeing that there was no progress in the situation, Yinzhichuan sighed softly: "Alright then. Then I can only use my own way to prove that you actually love me."

He gently tugged on the jade ring, smiled and asked vaguely:

"...are you ready?"

…………

Xi Huai couldn't describe that feeling.

Prior to this, Yin Zhichuan's performance in a certain aspect had been indescribable, even a mess.

But so far, he suddenly seemed to have learned how to please and please people.

How... Send Xihuai to the cloud.

"Will you still be hot and cold to me in the future?"

He pressed him.

Xi Huai could barely hear what Yin Zhichuan was saying, only trembling and panting.

Yin Zhichuan insisted on asking him to speak:

"You promise me that you will never lose your temper like this in the future without giving any reason."

However, the breath of the man in white was broken, and unconscious tears wet the cloth in front of him.

Yin Zhichuan even kissed him furiously, kissed him, and even licked and bit Xi Huai's ear.

Injected hot breath into the boy's ear canal.

"Tell me, will you leave me?"

Xi Huai could no longer tell what he was talking about, his body was hot, his ears and vision were blurred.

On the verge of madness.

"Quickly, Xi Huai, call me by my name, who am I?"

Seeing that there was no answer for a long time, Yin Zhichuan softened his tone, whispered in his ear, and said seductively.

"...Yin, Zhichuan."

The young man said blankly.

"Okay." Young Master Yinqi showed a triumphant smile, and then asked: "Then, will you stay by my side forever?"

"..."

Xi Huai pursed his lips tightly.

He actually fell silent on the verge of collapse, restrained himself, and only trembled slightly.

Yin Zhichuan's eyes darkened slightly, he moved again, and urged:

"Just say...'no'."

However, Xi Huai shuddered into a ball, biting the corner of his lips resolutely, and refused to say that word.

Yin Zhichuan suddenly became irritable, this is the method Wu Niang taught him, saying that it was on the bed, at the last moment, no one would not agree to the conditions offered.

Whatever you say, he will answer you.

However, Xihuai refused.

Yin Zhichuan slapped him lightly, and continued to torture him in that cruel way despite Xi Huai being on the verge of being able to bear it.

Xi Huai cried out in pain.

Yin Zhichuan looked at the trembling thin body below him with almost indifferent eyes, seeing how he struggled helplessly but could not escape.

At the end, Xi Huai suddenly cried out trembling.

Originally, he was forbearing and suppressed throughout the whole process, and when he collapsed the most, he only let out a low gasp.But now suddenly there are tears rolling down from the corner of his eyes——

"It hurts...it hurts."

He finally begged: "Forgive me... Please, Seventh Young Master."

The young man's voice was cold and hoarse, with sobs and cries that were forced to the point of resoluteness, Yin Zhichuan's heart softened, and he leaned over and kissed Xi Huai's cheek.

Kiss away the salty tears that rolled down.

"Then say you love me."

Yin Zhichuan said softly: "If you can't stay by my side forever, then say you love me..."

Xi Huai choked with sobs, and finally let go of Yin Zhichuan's delicate kisses and cruel torture:

"Yes... I like you..."

These words are the most powerful aphrodisiac, Yin Zhichuan's breath was stagnant, and he turned Xi Huai over in an instant——

It was as if they wanted to fuse the two of them into each other's flesh and blood forever by means of fierce actions.

Xihuai has no other sense of touch other than hot and numb.

He was gasping for breath, dazed and helpless, allowing Yinzhichuan to vent his uncontrollable love and possessiveness on him.

…………

Finally, Yinzhichuan stopped slowly.

He held Xi Huai's cold and weak hand in his palm, kissed it lightly, and said in a low voice:

"It's okay... I like you too."

The wind and rain of the apocalypse have gathered on the city of Starfield Capital, and countless people stretched out their hands, trying to fiddle with the direction of history.

The astrolabe is in chaos, and the world will boil.

In the torrent of the times, everyone's fate is like a flat boat.

However, in this city that is about to be turned upside down, there is a pair of people who are destined not to be able to accompany each other to Haoshou, enjoying a moment of happiness.

In this stolen peace, they made sure of each other's hearts.

That's enough.

……

A soft sedan chair carried out from Zhen Guogong's mansion staggered towards Fuyun Building.

Sitting in the sedan chair were two beauties with beautiful faces.

One is beautiful and the other is innocent.

The glamorous and plump woman is counting gold plants, and the innocent one is holding the box for her.

"Wow, sister Xiaowu, [-]!"

Ruoruo said: "It's the first time that Mr. Yinqi gave him so much money to play cards with him. How much did you win?"

"Little idiot."

The glamorous woman glanced at her and said lazily, "This is the money for him to learn technology from my old lady."

He remembered the situation when he was pushing cards and chatting with Yinzhichuan in Zhen Guogong's mansion not long ago.

Wu Niang's eyes were so vicious, she could see the truth of Yinzhichuan and the white-clothed boy's anger at a glance; she even asked to the point, "With all due respect, Seventh Young Master, are you not good at work?"

"……Hey."

The comfortable sedan chair swayed gently, and Meijiao Niang stroked her black hair lightly, thinking that she didn't know if the "Eighteen Styles of Yuanyuan Broken Sleeves" she sent out would come in handy.

Should it be possible?

Entry-level teaching is easy to understand and easy to use.