My country is dead again [Rebirth]

The superintendent who wanted to save face was shy again. Song Qinglai smiled lazily and saw that he was saying harsh words that had nothing to do with him. In fact, the person with flushed cheeks lifted his chin with his left hand, rubbed his hot face with his right hand, and said softly Said: "Is that so?"

He Xiaoman glared at him, the blush on his cheeks became more intense, he tilted his head to avoid it, but his chin was pinched even harder, the redness on his eye sockets has not faded, and others will definitely think that he was caught by the person in front of him when he saw this appearance. The apprentice was bullied.

"Yes, I'm afraid you're dead, and you know why you're still asking?" He Xiaoman closed his eyes in embarrassment, his voice trembling slightly, "Is it fun?"

Song Qinglai withdrew his hand, thinking that it was too casual, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for such a sensitive and shy He Xiaoman, and coaxed: "I'm just making you happy, don't be angry, huh?"

He Xiaoman himself also felt that he was worthless. When Song Qinglai laughed naughtily and badly, he would be shy, and when his voice became soft and gentle, his heart would beat faster, his eyes were almost dodging in embarrassment, and he completely forgot what was in front of this person. What a jerk, stammered: "I'm not, I'm not angry..."

"I know that Your Majesty doesn't like Hua Yangjiao, and I don't have a close relationship with him. I just want to be a person who can talk to the Ministry of Punishment and help." Song Qinglai just explained in a serious manner, and he didn't want to be a gentleman anymore. Rubbing his earlobe cheaply, "After all, I only have a good relationship with the governor."

There are probably people in the world who are born so cheap, He Xiaoman lost his temper, and said lightly: "You know what you know." After that, he was still a little worried, "But you should try to stay away from Hua Yangjiao, Your Majesty That’s what Du Xueshi was told, saying that this person is definitely not a kind person, so listen carefully.”

"Yes, I would like to obey the order of the governor." Song Qinglai said in a low voice, "The governor can give more orders in the future, as long as it is the humble official that the governor said."

He Xiaoman didn't even want to look at him, his face was blushing and he was about to walk away when he caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a corner of a book protruding from the lapel of his Flying Fish suit from the corner of his eye, feeling strange, he pinched it between two fingers, and on the cover was written: The words "Book of Rites" in the book, surprised: "You can still read?"

Song Qing leaned against the wall holding the Xiuchun Dao in his arms, crossed his long legs, and said with a smile, "Why? Why don't you let me improve?"

He Xiaoman didn't see the playful smile overflowing from the corner of his raised eyes, he flipped through the "Book of Rites" casually, and then froze.

The cheeks that had just faded from the blush were even redder than before, her eyes were half sullen and half embarrassing, her hands were trembling, she turned the pages of the book upside down, held up the brightly colored picture in front of Song Qinglai, gritted her teeth and said: "What are you looking at?"

Song Qinglai couldn't bear it anymore, bowed and shook his shoulders laughing until his stomach ached. He waited for He Xiaoman to open it and was surprised. He didn't expect the governor's reaction to be bigger than he thought, and he looked angry and ashamed. She was really cute, and after laughing for a while, she asked without blushing, "It's against the law to look at erotic pictures at Governor's place? I'm also in my 20s, isn't it normal to look at such things?"

He Xiaoman was so blocked by him that he couldn't speak. He shook his hands and turned a few pages, and finally confirmed that the whole book was full of such unsightly pictures. Only the cover was the cleanest. After a closer look, He Xiaoman almost missed Throwing away all the books, the temperature on his face rose sharply, he bit his lips twice before squeezing out what he wanted to say: "Then why are these two men?"

"Longyang's goodness is not new, is it?" Song Qinglai endured the pain with a smile, the more shy He Xiaoman was, the funnier he was, if it wasn't for fearing that the governor would turn his head and run away in shame, he would still want to pinch this man's face , "Usually someone will take me to visit the Nanfeng Pavilion."

He Xiaoman took a deep breath, closed the page and squeezed it in his hands, his chest heaved slightly, now he was more angry than shy, looked at him silently for a while, and said, "Where do you often go to play?"

"It's entertainment, it's not easy to go if someone calls you." Those beautiful eyes stared straight at him, Song Qinglai felt a little ashamed to look directly at him for no reason, lowered her head, and the toe of her shoe was scratching the tiny hair on the ground. Sha Chen, "I don't play around, just drink some wine."

He Xiaoman also lowered his head, the hot temperature on his face seemed to drop instantly, and he didn't know why it was a little cold, he asked: "Are those young ladies good-looking? Do you like that? Or do you prefer women?"

Song Qinglai hurriedly said, "Why would I like people who come from such a mess?"

"A messy place..." He Xiaoman laughed shortly, "That's right, the second son of Song Dynasty has a high status, and those who come from lowly backgrounds really don't deserve it."

Song Qinglai frowned, grabbed the person who was about to turn around and leave, and said: "I didn't mean that, don't think too much..."

"What am I thinking about?" He Xiaoman's eyes were filled with a certain emotion, which seemed to have been accumulated for many, many years, and he was always carefully hiding it on weekdays, but there was a day when he couldn't suppress it, and he shook off his hand. "Song Qinglai, do you think it's interesting to tease me every time we meet?"

"I'm not..." Song Qinglai knew that He Xiaoman was really angry this time, panicked, and couldn't control the strength in his hands, and pulled him back, He Xiaoman staggered into his arms.

The scorching breath brushed against his neck in an instant, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the light orchid fragrance blew away all his thoughts, he turned around holding He Xiaoman's shoulder and pushed it against the wall, the book containing "Book of Rites" The erotic palace in the cover fell to the ground with a thud, and He Xiaoman pushed him vigorously. He couldn't help but hold He Xiaoman down, restraining all struggles, and lowered his head to bite on the side of the beautiful neck.

He Xiaoman snorted, raised his head slightly, his snow-white neck was more exposed, bit his lip to suppress the groan/groan that was about to come out, the side of his neck hurt and itched, he didn't know what it felt like, Song Qinglai stayed there There was a red mark, and he came to kiss his lips again, as if he was a little emotional, his hand unconsciously pulled away the skirt of his skirt, and his calloused fingers slid along the arc of the collarbone.

When Song Qinglai kissed him more deeply, He Xiaoman's whole body trembled. The feeling of his tongue churning in his mouth made him dizzy for a while, and he felt nauseous. He pushed hard, but Song Qinglai bullied him again and lifted his clothes. Collar, prying his teeth, he trembled even more, raised his hand and slapped him.

Song Qinglai was sobered up by a slap. He was dazed for a moment, and saw He Xiaoman squatting on the ground retching uncomfortably, with tears in his eyes. He realized that his actions just now were a bit rough, so he squatted down to help He Xiaoman pull up the front of his clothes. He whispered: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't like this, but I couldn't hold back just now, I'm sorry."

He Xiaoman took a few breaths, stood up against the wall, took out a handkerchief, wiped his lips and neck, adjusted his clothes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I just feel a little... disgusting, it's not that you're disgusting, it's That feeling...was disgusting."

"Well, it won't be like this in the future." Song Qinglai guessed something, and felt a pain in his heart, "Tell me what you don't like from now on, I won't do it."

He Xiaoman curled up his fingers uncomfortably, and finally calmed down, remembering what happened just now, what Song Qinglai did, the two of them are not ignorant people, they both understand the meaning of every intimate touch and provocative words , Song Qinglai knew that he had hidden his thoughts for many years, and he actually knew whether Song Qinglai had such intentions or not.

When he was drunk that time, Song Qing said that when he was in Pingdu, every time Song Qing came to pass by Zhaowu Gate, he would hide in the corner and peek, and he did the same thing near Wenhua Hall once, but he actually knew that Song Qing came every time All found out.

Because every time, the young boy in the flying fish suit would smile in his direction, just like the rainy day when we first met, with wide eyes and wide eyebrows, unrestrained and unrestrained, reminding him of every warm and bright spring in the past.

but……

He Xiaoman closed his eyes, pointed to the red mark on the side of his neck, and said in a low voice, "One last time, don't touch me in the future, I won't look for you either."

"Why?" Song Qinglai looked at him with serious eyes, "You asked me like that earlier, this is my response, why did you say it was the last time?"

With an absurd smile on He Xiaoman's face, he said, "Do you know who I am? You're better off looking for Xiaowan than..."

"You are He Xiaoman." Song Qinglai interrupted him calmly, "I, Song Qinglai, don't care who he likes, no matter if I really like a young man, a prostitute, or a beggar, I'm all for it. I don’t think it’s something shameful, if I like it, I like it, why should I care so much?”

Seeing that He Xiaoman lowered his eyes and did not speak, Song Qinglai reached out to wipe away the tears seeping from the corners of his eyes, and said: "Since I was a child, no one can control me. In life, I always feel that I should do what I love. What, whoever dares to control me, I will fight with him, and I won’t listen to him if I lose.” He paused, and then said, “I’m really a jerk, but I really don’t treat others well. In this way, at least I will never tease those young men, if you don't like it, you can tell me, and I will try to change it in the future."

He Xiaoman pursed his lips and said, "I don't dislike..."

"Oh, the superintendent is always duplicity every time, scolding me, is he quite happy in his heart?"

Sure enough, it is the nature of this person to be a bastard, and the deep affection just now is all fake, He Xiaoman resisted to slap him again, turned his eyes away and did not speak.

"I'm used to it, I can't keep my mouth shut." Song Qinglai showed no guilt on her face, she leaned closer and touched the tip of his nose, "I've loved me for so many years, can't I just give up like this?"

"Who likes you bastard!" He Xiaoman pushed him away, "I'm leaving."

"Ah, who was the governor looking at before? Am I mistaken?" Song Qinglai didn't let him go, still talking nonsense, "Who said to put my clothes in the house? The front is concerned again. Who was it that I went to Xiaowan because I was so angry that I was betrayed?"

The corner where the two were in was very hidden, and others had to turn a corner to see what they were doing. Fortunately, no one came over during this time, but they had been there for a long time, He Xiaoman squinted at him, bent over Picking up the "Book of Rites" that fell on the ground, he turned and left.

"Master Du, you just left, why did you take my book away?" Song Qinglai tried to snatch it back, "Master Du likes it, I will find another book for you next time."

Holding the book, He Xiaoman put his hands behind his back, and looked at him indifferently: "As an official of the imperial court, I took this obscenity with me when I was on business, and took it away."

Song Qinglai was speechless, just when his subordinates saw that he would not go back for a long time, they came to look for someone, so he had to let He Xiaoman go, so as not to entangle with the governor in public because of an unspeakable book.

Wan Lian, who came back from work, caught a glimpse of the red mark on the side of He Xiaoman's neck, and asked suspiciously, "Master, what's wrong with your neck?"

He Xiaoman was a little guilty, but his face was very calm: "I was bitten by a mosquito."

Wan Lian didn't dare to go up to take a closer look, but felt that the size and color didn't seem very similar, so he said, "Then this mosquito is quite poisonous."

He Xiaoman nodded: "Yes, it is a very poisonous mosquito."

Haven't been able to shoot yet.

The author has something to say: Xiaoman finally did what his mother always wanted to do, slap him hahahahaha

但宋青来其实我奇怪的萌点，这种撩骚嘴贱痞帅大少爷我愿意看一百本，啊就是莫名好香，但总是找不到粮呢（嗷呜）感谢在2021-06-0817:13:53~2021-06-0917:34:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Luoxiyuan, saya1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!