Han Zigao

In the winter night, cold stars twinkled like a cold tear in Han Zigao's eyes.

The moonlight is like water, quiet and silent, sprinkled on all things in the world, adding charming colors to them.

But the moonlight in the cold night still gives people a cold and bitter feeling.

Han Zigao's face was covered with water droplets.

Where did so much water come from?Is it tears?

But I don't know if the scorching sun-like temperature in the room can evaporate the tears from the eyes of this beautiful person?

On the solid wooden bed in the room, there are still two beautiful people, lingering to death...

Finally, whose finger is about to pinch someone's back? ...

After panting for a long time, they gradually calmed down. The hair of the two of them was already messed up and tangled together, their faces flushed.

Han Zigao's long hair was spread out, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or tears on his forehead and the corners of his eyes. He lay on Chen Qian's body, reluctant to part with him, and even kissed him.

Chen Qian also closed her eyes, still hugging him, and trembling slightly.

The two of them were a little exhausted for a while.

After a long, long time, Han Zigao kissed him, finally got up and ordered the bath water to be prepared, and came over and carried Chen Qian into the big tub together.

After bathing in the warm water for a while, both of them were panting for a while, with mixed feelings in their hearts, unable to speak.

After a long time, Chen Qian opened her eyes, only to see the tears in the corners of Han Zigao's eyes.

He was taken aback and asked, "Zigao, what happened?"

"Oh, no, nothing." He pretended.

"Zigao, you are crying, what happened?" He was a little flustered, something was not quite right.

"What tears?" Han Zigao interrupted him, "It's just that the water splashed on my face."

"Really?" He still looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course! Look at you, how could I shed tears?" Han Zigao smiled concealedly. In fact, he was really wronged just now. He thought about losing his body, but he still didn't dare to tell him.Afraid that he would not believe it, he hurriedly joked: "I just became your man just now!"

His smile was really overwhelming, Chen Qian stared for a moment, then heard his words, suddenly rushed over, kissed Han Zigao's lips, tossing and turning, panting.

Then kissed his smooth and fair neck, kissed the scar on his shoulder, and scolded: "Didn't the stinky imperial doctor say that there will be no scars?"

Han Zigao laughed: "Do you think he is a god?"

"He's not, you are." Chen Qian smiled, a little proud and complacent.

Han Zigao remembered his "nonsense": "You know how to make it up, and you said that you dreamed of falling from a mountain and was lifted by me."

"What is it? That's how I dream!" This Han Zigao likes to mislead people.

"Really?" He looked skeptical.

"Really! You are really a beautiful god sent from heaven to send me to the high place on the top of the mountain!" He was very serious.

"Bullshit."

"Really, during the days when I was separated from you, I often had this dream, and it was always the same dream. I always dreamed that I was in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and there was a dangerous peak in front of me. In my dream, for some reason, I always I was climbing a mountain. Many times, I was sweating profusely, and there were always a lot of thorns or sharp rocks, which would pierce my arms dripping with blood. I ended up falling from the middle of the mountain every time. At this time, I fell into a warm embrace, and at this time I saw you. At this time, I will cry with joy."

"Oh?"

"At this time, you always smiled and told me, don't be afraid, you still have me. When I see your smile and hear your words, I always feel very relieved."

"Is it true? You didn't make it up?"

"Really, at this moment you always tell me to lift me up to the top."

"Well, Zihua, I will walk behind you when you climb the mountain in the future. If you really fall, I will definitely follow you!"

"Zigao, when the time comes, let's look down at the world from the top together!"

"it is good!"

But just now, a certain domineering kid named Zihua who was serious just now smiled maliciously: "I understand."

"what?"

"Now, you are going to carry me to the top..."

"Ah!" The two growled at the same time.

Lingering again.

It took Chen Qian so long to feel him again, and she roared trembling all over her body.That Han Zigao was like a wild beast, he hugged him desperately, and bit his shoulder hard, but he still couldn't stop himself from moaning...

He was a beast~~

However, this time, Chen Qian had a request: "Zigao, hurry up, tell me... from now on, uh, don't... dislike me..."

"Um……"

"Quick..." Resisting to stop still: "Say!"

"As long as you guard your body like a jade..." He didn't move, so he could at least say a whole sentence.

"What about next?" He was in a hurry, this time he was obediently guarding himself like a jade, didn't he, Han Zigao, somehow not want him?

"Hurry up!...Quickly..." I couldn't control myself.

"Well...no...dislike..."

The huge pleasure hit, except for the lingering roar of death, the two of them were speechless.

Chen Qian went crazy, which made him wish he could die, and brought him into that stormy feeling.

Han Zigao hugged him tightly, and finally felt his embrace again, and returned to his side. This person is the one he loves so much!

It seems that only by hugging him with all my strength can I feel that I will never lose him again.

It's really been too long since we haven't been together. Whenever this time comes, the two really wish they could be together. Han Zigao, Han Zigao, you don't miss this feeling?Why is it always you who are cruel?But at this moment, you are mine...

Han Zi's long hair like a waterfall has long been loosened. Now he is really beautiful to the extreme. His complexion is white and pink, and his usual toughness and indifference are gone. All kinds of styles are fully displayed, and he is transformed into that voice. low ~ groaning,

What can't be hidden in the beautiful eyebrows is the charming spring color...

His appearance, this kind of tenderness that only appeared at this time, really made Chen Qian wish he could tear up this extremely beautiful person little by little, Han Zigao, just let me die in your body, My flesh and blood will melt with you...

When the servants of Zhongju's family went to prepare hot bath water again in the middle of the night, Zhongju quietly came to the kitchen and opened a jar of good wine with tears in his eyes: The general was finally accepted, and his sins should be punished. Offset.

On the second day, Han Zigao opened his eyes, and what he saw was the bewildered gaze of his domineering man.

He now has affectionate eyebrows, his hair is half hanging on the side of his face, holding a lock of Han Zigao's long hair in one hand and smelling it, and those beautiful phoenix eyes are staring at him obsessively.

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(This book has been changed from political strategy to beauty, but in fact, this book has both. I hope it will not affect you to find this book and continue to support it. Special thanks to everyone who voted, collected, and commented~~)