Peerless luthier

Shuo went back to Zhongyi's courtyard.

Knock on the door.

No one answered.

Shuo looked back at the room, it was pitch black.

Zhong Yi was lying on her side on the bed, feeling a dull pain in her stomach, but she was very tired and didn't want to get up.

"Why don't you open the door—unwell? Get up!"

The sound close to the ear startled Zhong Yi—how did he get in?

Shuo Hui stood in front of him, looked at him with some displeasure, and pulled him up: "Why are you so awkward, let me have dinner with you."

With a sullen face, Zhong Yi ignored him, and lay back on the bed: "No."

Shuo Hui lit the lamp, and the light lit up, shining on Zhong Yi's face.

Shuo replied, "Why are you crying?"

Zhong Yi quickly touched her cheek, but there were no tears, she turned her head and stared at Shuohui: "I didn't cry."

Shuo Hui scratched his nose and said with a smile, "Get up."

This pampering action made Zhong Yi's face turn red, but she still had a stone in her heart, so she avoided it a little.

Shuo Hui sensed Zhong Yi's slight repulsion, so he directly picked him up and walked outside.

"Shuohui, let me down."

"Why are you so courageous, you dare to call me by my king's first name?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Shuo Hui looked down at Zhong Yi in his arms, and Zhong Yi also looked at him, Shuo Hui didn't look annoyed at all, he still smiled and said: "This king will punish you well."

Zhong Yi turned her head, noncommittal.

Brought to the bedroom, Zhong Yi drank the porridge calmly.

Shuo replied, "Eat something else, the taste is too bland."

Zhong Yi shook his head.

Shuo Hui looked at Zhong Yi, watched and watched, and leaned over to kiss Zhong Yi's cheek.

"!!!"

Zhong Yi put down the spoon and made a loud "ding".

Shuo Hui grabbed his wrist and kissed his lips. An obsessed and emotional expression appeared on his handsome face, as if he was a little intoxicated.

"Let go... let go..." The indistinct broken syllables were blocked between the lips of the two of them. Shuo looked back and his eyes became darker. Zhong Yi seemed to see the dark clouds slowly pressing towards him.

His back was pressed against the wall, and the cold and hard touch made people want to escape, but it firmly blocked the way back.

Shuo Hui smiled softly, sounding a little hoarse, unexpectedly provocative: "You like this wall, why not this king is here..."

"Get out!" Zhong Yi didn't wait for him to finish, and kicked his leg hard, Shuo Hui was probably too obsessed, so he didn't dodge.

He wanted to run as soon as he opened his legs, but Shuohui was angry and grabbed him roughly, pulling him into his arms.

Zhong Yi was struggling desperately this time, staring at Shuohui with red eyes, and unexpectedly slapped Shuohui in the confusion.

"Crack!" It was full of force.

Shuohui Yinglang's face was flushed, but his eyes were looking at him very darkly.

In the end, the tug-of-war was over. Shuo Hui clasped his hands and locked him firmly on the wall, as if he had been nailed to the wall. Zhong Yi's long hair was messed up, and the hair on the sideburns was hanging down the side of his face. , looking sad.

With a cold gaze sweeping across his face, Zhong Yi immediately turned his head away from looking at him.

Shuo Hui sneered: "How dare you beat me, is it because I am too arrogant to indulge you?"

Zhong Yi said indifferently: "You and I are in a relative position, so how can we be arrogant?"

Shuo Hui narrowed his eyes, feeling that he was abnormal, and said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Zhong Yi: "..."

He turned his head and looked at Shuo Hui, who was so close, their breaths were intertwined.

Zhong Yi said: "You lead troops to attack Southern Chu, because you are the prince and general of the Northern Jin Dynasty. To fight for the country is honor and honor to you, but disaster and pain to me."

He choked up slightly: "Hucuo City is a place guarded by my friends. We have been classmates for several years, and our friendship is beyond ordinary people. My brother's two masters died here."

He looked up at Shuohui: "My life and death are so painful that I feel so much pain. For Prince Shuohui, that battle is just a stepping stone to success!"

Shuo Hui looked at Zhong Yi who seemed to be about to cry, his heart twitched slightly, he stroked Zhong Yi's cheek, and said in a low voice: "In war, there is a clear winner or loser, either you die or I die, this is an unchangeable fact."

Zhong Yi held back tears, looked at Shuohui, and said, "Yundicheng, father's best friend, my uncle, died because of this, tell me, how should I treat you?"

Shuo Hui was silent.

"I was imprisoned in the prison and survived in a daze. I was brought back to the Northern Jin Dynasty by you. I was greedy for comfort and forgot my original intention and blood feud. It is my own fault. Now you and I are entangled, which is against ethics. I hope the prince will respect himself!"

Zhong Yi pushed Shuo Hui away, this time, he pushed away.

The two looked at each other, and Shuo asked, "You, hate me."

Zhong Yi said: "How can you not hate?"

Shuo replied, "However, I feel that you have already fallen in love with me."

Zhong Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How did you find out, I'm afraid you are just being sentimental."

Shuo Hui shook his head lightly and said, "I can see it."

Zhong Yi raised her eyes and looked at Shuo Hui: "Why did you bring me back to the Northern Jin Dynasty?"

Shuo Hui smiled and said, "Because you are the person in my dream."

Zhong Yi: "..."

The conversation between the two has been distorted, Shuohui seems to have smeared honey on his mouth, and kept sweet talking: "I have always wanted to see you, so I keep you by my side every day, and I can talk to you when I have nothing to do. Talk, but you are too timid to scare you."

Zhong Yi avoided his scorching gaze, and said unnaturally: "We are all men, besides, there is enmity between us."

Shuohui couldn't help laughing: "You're only thinking about 'revenge', tell me if you like me."

Zhong Yi thought to herself: Didn't you just confidently say that I fall in love with you?

Zhong Yi said with a complicated expression: "You are honest with me, so I naturally don't want to lie to you... I do have someone I admire."

Shuo Hui's smile cooled slightly, and he said, "Who?"

Zhong Yi didn't want to say it at first, but when she thought that this was the reason for her refusal, she said honestly, "My... elder brother."

Shuo Hui said, "Your elder brother is a man."

Zhong Yi blushed: "Naturally!"

Shuo Hui was thoughtful: "Is that 'A Li'?"

"..." Zhong Yi was completely speechless, and could only ask, "How did you know? You... have investigated me?"

Shuo Hui looked at him seriously: "You always call this name when you sleep."

Zhong Yi lowered her head, a little sad.

Shuo Hui noticed it keenly, and said gently, "Then where is he now?"

Unknowingly, Zhong Yi let go of his guard and said: "He disappeared...for many years, and he hasn't come back yet."

Shuo Hui didn't look calm on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.

Shuo Hui led him to the bedroom: "What kind of person is your brother?"

Zhong Yi didn't notice it, and let him lead him away, saying: "He is very smart, both civil and military. We grew up together since we were young. Sometimes he likes to tease me, but he can make me happy."

Shuohui asked him to sit on the chair, and they sat opposite each other: "Why don't you talk about the past."

Zhong Yi hesitated.

Shuohui coughed loudly a few times.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to say a few small things. He talked about it in a mess at the beginning, but later, he seemed to think about it, and his words became much smoother.

Listening, Shuo Hui's expression became subtle.

Why does it sound familiar?

"You told me this before?"

"...Probably not." Zhong Yi was not very willing to share this with others.

Shuo Hui was thoughtful, and said, "Continue."

Zhong Yi had no choice but to continue talking.

About late at night, Zhong Yi yawned with a chill: "I'm sleepy."

Shuo Hui nodded: "I'm going to take a bath, you go to bed first."

Zhong Yi: "..."

When Shuo Hui went out, he was ready to run away.

The door opened.

Seeing Zhong Yi's surprised face, Shuo Hui sneered and said, "If you're not here when you come back, hehe, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhong Yi: "..."

When Shuo Hui returned to his room, the lights went out, and the quilt on the bed formed a silkworm chrysalis shape, and Shuo Hui lifted the quilt with a smile on his face.

"..."

Inside are several soft pillows.

Zhong Yi vaguely felt that something was pressing on her body, and muttered a few times in dissatisfaction, and her lip was immediately bitten.

I was really sleepy, so I fell asleep.

the next day--

"You... why are you on my bed?"

Shuo Hui wore a loose undershirt, showing his strong chest, looking at him with a half-smile.

Zhong Yi got up quickly, was pulled, and returned to the bed.

"Don't worry, get up when I get up." Shuo Hui lazily hugged Zhong Yi, his warm breath fell on Zhong Yi's neck, and said, "Sleep with me for a while."

Zhong Yi struggled and couldn't choose what to say: "You womanizer!"

"..."

"..."

Both were silent.

Zhong Yi said cautiously: "No...I mean..."

"What do you mean?" Shuo Hui pressed him under him, and said ambiguously: "This king has taken a fancy to you, and I really like you."

Zhong Yi felt that something was pressing hard against her, and she was puzzled, so she naturally reached out to touch it.

Feeling - he understood.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, one was embarrassed, the other seemed to be eating people.

Zhong Yi said awkwardly: "You, get me up quickly."

Shuo replied, "What you think is beautiful!"

As soon as Shuo Hui was covered with the quilt, his heavy breathing was right next to his ears. Zhong Yi was unnaturally stiff and wanted to move, but Shuo Hui was a little annoyed and said, "You only light the fire and don't turn it off! Then don't move! "

Zhong Yi: "..."

He really didn't dare to move at all.

But it is!It is really!

Shuo Hui's breathing was in the quilt, it seemed to be magnified, low and deep, full of eroticism, Zhong Yi's face was red when he heard it, as if his body was on fire.

The two got up from the bed, Shuo Hui's deep purple eyes stared at Zhong Yi, threatening: "Next time, it won't be so easy to let you go."

Zhong Yi held back her rebuttal and bowed her head in silence.

Shuo Hui looked at the beautiful lines of his neck, hugged him and kissed him fiercely, until he became a little confused again, and Shuo Hui didn't go out.

Zhong Yi stroked her reddish lips, and brought the mirror in a panic.

The person in the mirror, with affectionate brows, watery eyes, and the appearance of wanting to refuse, is indeed alluring.

Putting down the mirror, Zhong Yi was completely dumbfounded—could it be that she was really, really...

All he knew was that he didn't reject Shuohui's kissing and touching, and even got used to it and liked it.

What happened to him?

Shuohui was in a very good mood today, always smiling, which attracted the attention of everyone in the court.

When the people dispersed, Shuo Yuping retreated from the others, he picked up his teacup and said, "Brother Wang, why are you so happy?"

Shuo Hui was rather flattered, and said, "It's just sex in bed."

Shuo Yu gulped down her throat, unable to move up or down.