Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

Qingzhi didn't even know how he climbed down from the tree step by step with Fu Yanxin on his back in the middle of the night with his weak and small body. Such a feat should be included in the top ten annual moving deeds.

He carried him back to the room again, and carefully put Fu Yanxin on the bed. After thinking about it, he twisted the corner of the quilt for him and stuck it under his armpit. The moonlight came in from the window, making Qingzhi more visible. clear his face.

Because of the smell of alcohol, his face was even redder than usual, and he lost the feeling of a white-faced niche, more like a red-faced Guan Gong, panting for breath.

The left hand knocked off the right hand that was stretching out to his lips, and pinched his thigh again. Damn old Bai, damned little master, damned shell, let him be such a seed that is sprouting red, actually in It's a shameful reaction to being "kissed" by a man.

Although he didn't want to admit it... But the damned reaction of the young master's shell forced him to admit that he, Baili Qingzhi, or Liu Qiyao enjoyed the moment Fu Yanxin pressed him over.

Fu Yanxin's lips were very soft, and his body was also very soft, so he just lay in Qingzhi's arms.

In fact, the two just met mouth to mouth, Qingzhi didn't dare to make a mistake, and Fu Yanxin fell asleep again, and didn't go any further, but Qingzhi just closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Fortunately, Liu Fu and the others had been sent away long ago, and no one else saw him like this, otherwise that guy might look like he was beaten up the next day and talk about the spirit of Lord Hou Longma!

He punched Duan silently in the room, and after calming down, he returned to the bed. Fu Yanxin's sleeping appearance was really bad. I wonder if it was because of his drunkenness that the corner of the quilt that had been twisted by Qingzhi was lifted by him again.

Qingzhi had no choice but to cover it for him again, the young master is really vicious... No wonder he died so early, the first seedling was so hard and deeply bent by him, and he let it go after breaking it.

Seeing that he seemed to be muttering something, Qingzhi moved closer to hear it clearly, but he had no choice but to barely hear what he seemed to be saying "to..."

Sin, sin, what an evil word.

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The next day, Fu Yanxin was woken up by the noise outside, and went out to take a look, clutching his stinging head, and saw that the hotel was in chaos, and Liufu and a group of servants were running around looking for Qingzhi in the whole garden. .

In the end Gu Jixiu was alarmed, he followed behind Liufu with a bad face, Fu Yanxin hurried forward, asked about the situation and found out that Qingyi did not return to the room last night.

He only vaguely remembered that he had agreed with Qingzhi last night to drink on the tree, but he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Liufu looked at Fu Yanxin, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only silently bear the cold eyes of the little emperor Gu Jixiu, and continued to search for Qingzhi.

Finally, someone exclaimed: "Master Hou is here."

Everyone hurried towards the rockery, only to see Qing Zhizheng tilting his neck, and said with a dry smile: "Excuse me...help me...I seem to have twisted my neck."

"what happened?"

Gu Jixiu was holding the teacup, but he didn't look at Qingzhi, his voice was full of coldness.

Lao Zhang pushed hard, and there was a stabbing pain in Qing Zhi's neck, and he screamed, and found that his neck, which had been crooked since he was discovered in the rockery, finally straightened.

Twisted, he smiled: "I drank too much last night, I got there somehow...hehehe..."

Gu Jixiu snorted, put down the teacup with a "do" sound, "Drink too much? What kind of wine are you drinking alone?"

Qingzhi glanced at Liufu, saw him gesture OK to him, and gave him a thumbs up to his sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked "confidant", and then said with confidence: "It's too hot, I can't sleep, so let Liufu buy it for me." The roast duck is for dinner, I wanted to invite you to join me, but seeing that you are all asleep, I didn’t bother you.”

After finishing speaking, he sneaked a glance at Fu Yanxin who was on the side, the emperor, my father, Guanyin Bodhisattva, I hope the old friend of the young master will stop making trouble at this time.

Fortunately, at this time Fang Lansheng was holding a black sour plum soup from outside, and handed it to Qingzhi: "There are not many things in the hotel to relieve the hangover, Lord Hou, please let it go first." He stopped talking: "Your Majesty, Lord Hou, Zhao My lord is asking to see you outside."