Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Shen Yan didn't notice his sudden blushing, and made a noise as he pulled the whip, and asked, "Did you make it up by yourself?"

Jiang Wen'an came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, I bought it for you because I saw it was exquisite. I also picked out a BMW for you, it's at the house, we can see it when we go back."

"There is another house outside. I have chosen it for you a long time ago, just waiting for your birthday. The inside is still empty and has not been decorated. I will take you to see it when the time comes. Everything is according to your own ideas."

According to the practice of the Yan Dynasty, except for the prince, all the princes lived in the palace until the age of 16. Once the 16th birthday came, the emperor would grant a house outside the palace to let the prince move out of the palace and set up his own family.

However, Shen Yan had followed Jiang Wen'an out of the palace a long time ago, and the emperor has not cared about him until now, as if he had been freed.

The emperor didn't think about him, so Jiang Wen'an naturally did.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yan didn't look happy. Instead, he frowned slightly and said vigilantly: "Why is Mr. buying a new house for me? Can't I live with Mr. forever?"

Jiang Wen'an pursed his lips and joked that he was still like a child.

"It's necessary to get married in the future. You can't live in my house all the time. It's inconvenient after all."

Shen Yan thought about it carefully, and then let out a "hum".

It doesn't matter, in the future when he and his husband get married, that will be their new house, they can live in the houses on both sides, and the husband can live wherever he wants.

Thinking of this, he nodded and accepted the gift from Mr.

"Thank you sir, I like them very much."

As he said that, he wanted to go forward and hug Jiang Wen'an, after all, he had just come back to find his husband happily, but he was extremely wronged when he encountered such a thing.

However, Jiang Wen'an blocked him, "Wait a minute."

In addition to the above-mentioned gifts, Jiang Wen'an actually prepared a gift himself, but he suddenly felt a little embarrassed at this moment. Compared with the previous ones, it seemed too shabby.

It's just that when he was in the mansion, he wanted to delay, so he did so.

He pretended to pack his bag and hide that thing in the bag, but such a move was tantamount to deception, and Shen Yan had already seen it sharply.

"What is sir hiding? Let me see."

Jiang Wen'an blushed, so he had no choice but to take it out for him to see, and nervously observed Zai Zai's expression changes.

Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and he took the gift from Mr.

It was a fan, and there was nothing special about it, except that there was a small portrait of Shen Yan on it, very vivid and lovely.

He had never seen such a portrait.

Shen Yan stared at the small portrait without blinking, rubbing the light in his eyes: "Did you draw it, sir?"

"En." Jiang Wen'an replied in a low voice, feeling a little ashamed.

He is not an art student, nor has he studied painting systematically. What he draws is still a Q version, but the charm is still there.

Shen Yan knew at a glance that the painting was of himself, and there was a small animal squatting next to it. Is it... a dog?Or a wolf?

With gentle eyebrows and eyes, Shen Yan approached Jiang Wen'an, "Is this painting Xiao Hei?"

"Hmm. Not a good drawing."

Shen Yan couldn't help laughing: "Very cute."

But there is also something he is dissatisfied with: "Why is there no husband? If there is me and Xiao Hei, naturally there must be a husband."

"Ah—" Jiang Wen'an scratched his head, "Then I'll make it up later."

Only then was Shen Yan satisfied, and he was looking at it carefully with the fan lovingly, feeling sweet in his heart.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly felt a strange feeling rushing down in my body.

He suddenly put away the fan hastily, packed it together with the whip and put it in the bag.

He turned around and hugged Jiang Wen'an tightly.

Jiang Wen'an was bumped by him, and took two steps back to stabilize his body. He thought he was overjoyed, and hurried back to hug him, but just as he patted his back, Zai Zai pushed him away. step back.

There was no way to retreat, he sat down on the bed, and Shen Yan leaned forward.

Shen Yan was half-covered on him, with his hands propping up the bed, breathing slightly short of breath.

"Yanyan? Don't..."

Before he could say the word "excited", Jiang Wen'an froze because he was suddenly blocked.

Jiang Wen'an was struck by lightning.

The strong sense of presence is hard to ignore.

He didn't dare to move, and he didn't know why Yanyan suddenly acted like this.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Woo." Shen Yan snorted twice, and hugged Mr. Jiang with both hands, making Jiang Wenan fall back tactically in fright.

It was just... scary.

Jiang Wen'an reached out to stop him, and said calmly, "Yanyan, you get up first."

Don't... sit on his lap...

Shen Yan didn't give him all the weight, but just sat there, his eyebrows lowered, and he buried himself in the neck of his husband.

After dawdling for a while, he said in a low voice, coyly: "Because...the side effects of Chenying are like this."

"Side effects?! How come?" Jiang Wen'an panicked, "How is it possible? Didn't you say that Chenying is a life-saving medicine? How could there be such a side effect? ​​Could it be that what I got was fake, that person lied to me I?"

"Hmm..." When the gentleman spoke, his body rose and fell slightly when he spoke, touching him intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Yan was a little impatient.

"No. It's because I've been fed too much. Chenying is hot, so I can't eat too much at one time. I ate the whole plant that day. Naturally... naturally..." He was ashamed and buried on the side of the husband's neck, hair Rubbing lightly against his skin.

Is it because of overfeeding?

Jiang Wen'an felt a little guilty, but the current situation was really... Really, he didn't know what to do.

His mind was muddled, and he couldn't choose what to say: "Why don't I go outside and ask if there are any girls nearby, and help you with that first, and you can marry later..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly bitten on the side of his neck, which interrupted his thinking and made him wake up instantly.

He was annoyed, what exactly did he say just now.

"I won't touch anyone."

Angrily, Shen Yan rubbed the tip of his teeth against his neck, then rolled over after a while, lay down on the bed by himself, and pulled the quilt over his body in a lonely way.

He seemed to be enduring it very hard, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, his face was still very obedient, and he stared at Jiang Wen'an with wet eyes: "It's okay, sir, don't worry about me."

Jiang Wen'an stood up a long time ago, and was a little far away from him. At this moment, his hands and feet were still stiff and he didn't know where to put them.

He lost his mind: "Okay, then I'll go outside first. You can deal with it yourself."

Then he fled in despair.

Shen Yan: "..."

Bai Lian failed and made a mistake.

He put away the restrained and pitiful look on his face, and took out the antidote expressionlessly, and took it.

The restlessness in his body was still tolerable, he didn't move, he lay silently waiting to calm down slowly, but his eyes kept staring at the screen, as if he could see the fidgeting gentleman outside through the screen.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Jiang Wen'an neither sits nor stands, like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn on his back.

He was distraught, his sensitive nerves amplified infinitely, and he didn't miss a single sound from outside. He originally thought that he should go outside to avoid it, but after a long time, he felt strange that there was no sound from inside.

He was like a pervert, with his ear close to the screen and listening carefully, he couldn't even hear the sound of panting.

If you continue to hold it like this, you will be suffocated.

"Yanyan, don't hold back, don't be shy, I'll go outside right now."

He yelled, but never got an answer.

Could something be wrong?

"Yanyan? Are you okay?"

At this moment, Shen Yan was lying on his side, throwing the bedding aside emotionlessly.

He loosened his clothes.

"Yanyan?!" Jiang Wen'an was in a hurry, he didn't care to think too much, he just rushed in, but saw Shen Yan looking at him in pain.

Seeing him coming in, Zai Zai whispered with red eyes: "Sir, no."

"No way?!" Jiang Wen'an tried his best not to squint, not to look down.

Xiao Yan flaunting his might in the air.

He bit the bullet and walked in, really worried, no, this is not a trivial matter.

Seeing Mr. genuinely, with an indescribably worried expression, Shen Yan gritted his teeth and growled: "It's not what Mr. thinks!"

"Yes...it's me..." He said with a look of embarrassment on his face: "I can't get out."

"What should I do?"

Yanyan was in a hurry, and Jiang Wen'an was also in a hurry. He went to the doctor in a hurry, and asked him in a flash: "Then shall I help you?"

Shen Yan almost stared at him, his surprise was beyond words: "Really? Sir, is he really willing?"

Maybe Yanyan has never had sex since he grew up. Although he has been taught by someone himself, this child has been unwilling to learn. I'm afraid he still doesn't know how to deal with it.

What a poor kid.

The more Jiang Wen'an thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. Although he was a little shy, Zai Zai's body was obviously more important at the moment.

He said earnestly: "Yes. I know you don't want to touch others, so can I just do it with my hands?"

"Look at me, I'm your husband, I'm just teaching you the relationship between heaven and earth, or...or you close your eyes, and it will be fine in a while..."

As he talked, his face was getting hotter and hotter. Shen Yan looked over and saw that his earlobe was as red as a cherry, making one want to taste it.

Shen Yan didn't listen carefully to what the husband was rambling about, and his heart was filled with happiness.

"Ah."

He said he didn't want to touch others, but the husband was not someone else.

The palms were so hot that Shen Yan thought he was in the clouds, and suddenly fell into the desert. The heat that had been suppressed by the antidote came back, and he was very thirsty.

Jiang Wen'an gritted his teeth, looking even more nervous than Zai Zai, especially when the arc of the circle continued to expand, his mood was extremely complicated.

What he thought was "for a while" was far from enough.

Shen Yan felt uncomfortable, and he also felt uncomfortable.

The palms were so painful and the wrists were sore, but Yanyan was still the same.

He relaxed a little, and the person buried on the side of his neck hummed immediately.

"Sir, I feel bad."

Sometimes being gifted is not a good thing. For example, Jiang Wen'an's ten fingers are so sore that he can no longer hold anything.

Ke Yanyan hasn't...

"Mister...Mister..." Shen Yan couldn't get up and down, and now it was even more uncomfortable.

He coaxed Jiang Wen'an, and whispered in his ear: "Sir, there is another way, you won't be very tired, do you want to try it?"

He dawdled and acted like a baby: "Shall we try?"

"Huh?" Jiang Wen'an was already dizzy, and he didn't react for a while when he heard this.

It's just that the premise is a little tempting.

"Really not tired?"

He felt that his hand was going to be useless right now.

"Yeah." Shen Yan coaxed him patiently, and as soon as he got the consent, he quickly turned him over.

Jiang Wen'an was dazed, and he turned to face the wall. Suddenly, there was a coolness behind his back, and the hem of his clothes was lifted.

"???"

He hastened to protect himself.

Shen Yan threw his robe to the ground.

The author has something to say: Hey, what can I do? (innocent eyes)

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of hinny; 1 bottle of heather and Bai Ze;

Chirp, chirp, chirp! ! !