Tool Man Rebellion Guide [Quick Pass]

Zhai Yan had been watching him secretly, Ye Jing just fainted, he immediately noticed the abnormality.

While carefully supporting the limp man on his back to prevent him from slipping off the bed, he got up carefully, put his arms around the man's shoulders, and held him in his arms.

The heart in his arms was beating violently, and there was no other problem with the pulse condition. It seemed that he was being stimulated to the point where his blood surged, so he just needed to slow down a little.

Zhai Yan was angry and laughed, and stretched out his hand to pinch the other's nose affectionately.

"You little old-fashioned, why can't you stand the teasing so much, and you just fainted? You scared me."

Zhai Yan hadn't had time to put on his clothes at this time, and the large area of ​​exposed skin showed a lustrous luster under the light.

Ye Jing's eyelashes moved slightly, and as soon as he opened his eyelids, this was what he saw.

He looked at Zhai Yan in confusion, and before the other party opened his mouth to tease him, he found that his nose had fallen into the opponent's hands, and his competitive heart arose, he opened his mouth and bit the troublesome finger.

Zhai Yan:! ! !

Mr. Ye has been working too much recently, his lips are slightly pale, but against the white teeth, they seem to have a touch of rosiness.

He bit Zhai Yan's slender fingers cleverly, neither to hurt his master nor to make it easy for him to escape.

Zhai Yan was turned into an army, so he looked at the man in his arms with provocative and complacent eyes.He was a little guilty, and hurriedly avoided it, shifted his gaze downwards, and was taken away by the faint red behind his lips and teeth.

His lower abdomen tightened, and he was suddenly at a loss.

How fat four!Why do I suddenly feel like a villain who was killed by the protagonist who broke through Ren Du's second vein at a critical moment?

The protagonist does not allow the villain to take advantage of it, he will only take advantage of the victory to pursue.

When Zhai Yan was still shocked by the numbness on his finger, Ye Jing let go of that poor finger, raised his head, and gnawed directly on his lips.

Zhai Yan has traveled through several worlds alone, and the ancient well has been quiet for many years. Under such an attack, he was caught off guard, and was pushed to lie on the bed by the opponent's strength.

Feeling sleepy, Ye Jing fell into his arms, hugged his thin waist tightly, buried his face in his own neck, and muttered softly: "Don't bother me, I'm too sleepy, Go to sleep a little longer."

Faced with such intimacy, Zhai Yan tightened his arms instantly, as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his throat, he couldn't make a sound for a while.

After a while, he asked cautiously, "Lin Chu?"

Ye Jing didn't answer, just snorted coquettishly, as if protesting that he would still disturb people's dreams even at this time.

Ye Jing was born in a famous family, and was taught by his grandfather strictly since he was a child. He has always been a dignified and self-respecting son. How could he lie in the arms of others and act like a baby with all his heart and soul.

Although Zhai Yan knew from the beginning that Ye Jing was Lin Chu, his heart really settled down when he really embraced his long-lost lover in his arms.

Pulling the sleepy lover away, Zhai Yan quickly stripped off the clothes on his body before he stuck to him again, and with a wave of his hand, covered the two of them with a soft bedding.

Gently stroking the opponent's back with his palm, Zhai Yan hugged his treasure and said softly, "Sleep, I'm here."

Hearing Ye Jing's gradually long breathing, he was filled with pity.

From the moment he met Ye Jing, he had no intention of "detoxification". The people of the Marquis of Yiyong were thin, so how could Concubine Di Gui agree to let him be with a man when she was in good health.

The Zangshu Pavilion in the Marquis of Lin'an was just an excuse for him to stay by Ye Jing's side openly, but Ye Jing didn't know his selfishness, and had been working diligently with the imperial physicians.

He not only has his own job, but also has been worrying about the progress of the imperial doctors, and has not slept peacefully for several days.

Zhai Yan carefully removed the hairpin on his head so that he could sleep more comfortably, after staring for a long time, he kissed lightly, and it fell under his slightly blue eyelids.

The two hugged each other tightly and fell asleep together.

Early the next morning, Ye Jing, who was full of sleep, woke up early under the action of his biological clock.

The feeling under his body was completely different from that of the bed, he was a little dazed, he raised his head suddenly, and fell into a pair of smiling eyes.

"Morning." Zhai Yan sent a good morning kiss very naturally, and tightened the quilt that had slipped due to his sudden movement, "Be careful of the wind getting in, it's cold in the morning."

The movements are natural and skillful, as if they have been done countless times.

Ye Jing was stunned, his mind went blank, when he lowered his head, there was a frank body under him, and when he looked at himself, he didn't feel much better.

He jumped up at the speed of light as if he was on fire, wrapped tightly in the quilt and shrank to the foot of the bed, his face flushed red, his lips trembling, and it took him a long time to say the word "shameless".

It was cold in early spring, and Zhai Yangang was still holding his warm lover, and there was no bedding left in the blink of an eye. The sudden drop in temperature aroused a lot of goose bumps.

Facing Mr. Ye's wronged and accusing eyes, he picked out his part from the tangled clothes on the ground without saying a word.

He looks like a scumbag who just spoiled a young girl.

Ye Jing turned his back to him in embarrassment, listening to the rustling of clothes, hated in his heart, just wanted him to go out quickly, so that he would be left alone to think about what happened last night.

Zhai Yan tidied himself up as he wished, turned around and left as he wished, and even closed the door "kindly", staying silent from the beginning to the end, without opening his mouth to explain.

Ye Jing waited until there was no movement behind him before poking his head out from under the quilt.

The incident happened suddenly just now, and he didn't have time to think. Now that he calmed down and lay alone on the bed, he realized that nothing seemed to happen to him.

Last night... thin memories flooded into his mind, and Ye Jing finally remembered, it seemed that Zhai Yan didn't force anything, it was him who suddenly fainted, and then pushed the person who helped him onto the bed.

Those two words that blurted out were still echoing in my ears, Young Master Ye's face was burning hot.

As if... as if he was the one who took advantage of others.

Zhai Yan is not yet a weak crown, he has already inherited the title of Marquis of Yiyong, and he has no wives and concubines in his family, not to mention his appearance and figure...

Lying on the bed, thinking of what he saw in a panic, Ye Jing was both shy and guilty, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't help but think wildly.

The bed under his body was warm, which was the body temperature left by Zhai Yan. When he realized this, his skin began to feel hot, and he got up to get dressed immediately.

When Zhai Yan was wearing it just now, he saw that his own clothes were the same as the other's, and they were thrown under the bed indiscriminately.

Ye Jing thought about the scene of the clothes being entangled just now, and looked to the side while spurning himself for thinking too much.

The empty ground, where is there any clothes left.

Ye Jing:?

He hurriedly got up and turned over the bed and the bed, only to belatedly realize that, except for a quilt, he no longer had anything to cover himself with.

Zhai Yan stole all his clothes without saying a word.

The already complicated feelings for him became a little more complicated. Ye Jing, who had been overwhelmed by Zhai Yan all this time, realized that the other party was indeed a young man who had not yet reached the crown, and even the means of revenge were so... …

Lying on the bed alone, Ye Jing watched the sky gradually brighten with complicated thoughts.

After a while, an attendant came from outside the door to report that the Young Master had informed His Majesty of the progress of the imperial physicians. His Majesty was overjoyed, and after learning about Mr. Ye's fatigue, he granted him a few days off to rest at home.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Jing's orders, he immediately turned around and left, as if he was afraid that he really had any orders.

Ye Jing didn't come and left the person behind, he could only watch helplessly as the house was empty again.

Although he didn't care about the little things among the servants in the courtyard, he still knew that someone was spying on the young master, causing all the people in his courtyard to be wiped out.

Now the courtyard is full of Zhai Yan's staff inside and out, unless he dares to go out wrapped in a quilt, no one dares to come here at this time.

As soon as he came out of Wang's hands, he fell into Zhai Yan's hands. Ye Jing never knew that he would be so pitiful. There were wolves before and tigers behind.

He thought a lot in a mess, from Wang's various secret attacks to Zhai Yan's unusual actions, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the relationship between the two was too complicated.

But if you ask him what he thinks of this relationship, he doesn't know what to do.

The throbbing in his heart couldn't be ignored, and the other party's attitude couldn't be explored. It was only when Mr. Ye was about to entangle himself to death that there was other movement outside the door.

Zhai Yan pushed the door open and entered, holding a food box containing breakfast in his hand.

The author has something to say: Who made me a beast, and who made me a beast again (Ji Wuming has a dazed face)

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