Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

Liu Juqi had a feeling of being stared at from behind since the evening, he put down the red bean soup in his hand and turned his head abruptly, shouting, "Come out! I saw you—"

Xiao Luan was so frightened that he almost dropped the soup pot, he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "Brother Liu, there are only two of us in this room, who are you talking to?"

Liu Juqi scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Probably because I played too much flying chess during the day, and I'm a little nervous... You must be exhausted after running Liuji twice today, go and rest first."

"It's okay, I'll leave after you fall asleep." Xiao Luan helped Liu Juqi prepare tooth powder and hot water, waited for him to wash up and go to bed, then put down the bed curtain and blew out the candle, "Brother Liu, I gone."

After the sound of Xiao Luan's footsteps disappeared, Liu Juqi yawned comfortably. The quilt had been dried in the sun during the day and the pine branches were smoked. It smelled warm and hypnotic. Illusion, someone was really staring at him, that look seemed to swallow him alive, which made him get goosebumps all over his body.

"Little..." Liu Juqi lifted the bed curtain and before he finished calling Xiao Luan's name in a hurry, there was a soft sound behind him, and a strong body was half pressed on him, and the man stretched out his fingers and clicked a few times like lightning, Liu Juqi Ju Qi's dumb and numb acupoints were blocked, and his body was weak for a while, and he fell on the bed and couldn't get up.

Liu Juqi wanted to cry, no wonder he searched left and right before going to bed, even the beams of the house, but he couldn't find any hiding places, but this person has been hiding silently on top of the bed, like a gecko spider Isn't it tiring to practice climbing the wall?

The man turned Liu Juqi's body over, unable to hide the majesty of his body, but his movements were not rude. He took out a night pearl the size of a pigeon egg with golden eyes that Liu Juqi was familiar with. Under the soft light of the pearl, she looked arrogant and extraordinary, "Hmph, you dare to give others what I reward you?"

When Qing Tianxue washed the den of horse thieves, he brought back all Liu Juqi's belongings. It is said that this pearl was picked out from the hands of the dead at that time. Yan Sulan wanted to destroy it, but then remembered Liu Juqi first saw this The lovely expression of drooling when the beads were made, he ordered his subordinates to soak the Ye Mingzhu in the potion for a few days, barely sterilized.

Liu Juqi stared at Yan Sulan dumbfounded, his teeth were chattering, he really hoped that this person was just making a nightmare for himself!

Yan Sulan seemed dissatisfied with Liu Juqi's shocking reaction, so he reached out to untie Liu Juqi's dumb acupoint, "Speak."

"The palace, the palace lord is here, and the small ones are welcome." Thousands of people wear flattery and don't wear clothes. Although Liu Juqi is sitting under Yan Sulan in a strange posture, he should be more polite. There are quite a few, for fear that the demon will be upset and break his little neck.

"Yeah." Yan Sulan wrapped the Pearl with the hanging tape, pinched Liu Juqi's face and looked at it carefully, making Liu Juqi break out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he had been plucked and placed on the chopping board to study and eat Fa's Boiled Chicken...

Yan Sulan looked at it for a long time, and his cold eyes became warmer, "It seems to be a little fatter, it's good to be fatter."

Qing Tian said that it would be more comfortable for the recipient to have a bit of flesh. That's right, he doesn't like the feeling of a handful of bones, and it's best to hold them soft and tender.

Liu Juqi was about to cry, there must be something wrong with this person, I pressed on him in the middle of the night to see if he was getting fat or thin?

Yan Sulan saw that his aggrieved eyes were full of water, clear and charming, and his pink lips seemed seductive. The scene of taking off Liu Juqi's clothes and being intimate|intimate, the delicious feeling he didn't think was anything before, but now that he recalled it, he missed it very much.

Liu Juqi saw that Yan Sulan's eyes had changed again. Although there were signs of danger now, they were bare|naked|naked mixed with unspeakable desire|desire...

"Tell me," Yan Sulan's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of sexuality, his rough hands touched Liu Juqi's chest through the ice silk thin obscene clothes, and drew circles ambiguously, "Blossoms Have you ever touched here?"

Liu Juqi was so frightened that he blushed to the base of his neck in embarrassment. Unfortunately, he couldn't move his acupuncture points and could only endure Yan Sulan's constant teasing|harassment|playing. It took him a long time before he stammered and said, "No ..."

The voice was thinner than a mosquito, but Yan Sulan was delighted to hear it, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and placed her palm on Liu Juqi's lower abdomen, if it went a little lower, it would be Liu Juqi's important part, "What about here? "

"No, no." Liu Juqi turned his head away. Apart from humiliation, he also had a strange feeling. He didn't want to admit that his heart was beating. This man's aura was too powerful for him to resist.

"What about here?" Yan Sulan slipped his hand sideways, pinching Liu Juqi's round buttocks gently, "Huh?"

Liu Juqi was so ashamed that blood rushed to his face, and he almost fainted, "No...he never touched anywhere..."

He and Hua Jianzhao are just good friends who share similar tastes, how could there be such close physical contact?

"Okay." Yan Sulan happily watched Liu Juqi shyly pretending to be an ostrich. It seems that Hua Jianzhao just wanted to use Liu Juqi to trick himself out of Nanhuai, but it didn't matter, he hadn't seen Liu Juqi for a long time. It would be nice to take this opportunity to confirm ownership.

Liu Juqi finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Yan Sulan would let him go, suddenly his chest felt cold, and the obscene clothes on his body were slowly untied by Yan Sulan, Liu Juqi couldn't help shaking, almost screaming— —Could it be that Yan Sulan wants that and that to be himself? !

Seeing Liu Juqi tremble, Yan Sulan felt that he was cold, and put his palm on his belly to send in a mellow infuriating energy, which made Liu Juqi feel lazy and warm, and relaxed his vigilance... ...if Yan Sulan hadn't turned him over and taken off his pants.

"Don't be afraid, the deity is just looking at it." Yan Sulan separated Liu Juqi's elastic two-petal mound, inspecting the Langhuan who will belong to her sooner or later, the pink is as tender as a flower, and it looks good, "Remember , don't let a second person see it."

Liu Juqi responded sullenly, scolding this perverted|smelly|wolf-smelling|rogue in his heart, how could he have a habit of watching people?Besides him, who else cares to look at that kind of place!Nima, this is spectating|rape, it's too embarrassing to ejaculate...

Yan Sulan is not Liu Xiahui, so she didn't dare to enjoy the beauty of spring. After roughly identifying that Liu Juqi was indeed a jade, she wrapped him in clothes. Hong Hong's tears were tearing up, and she felt for a long time for the integrity she had managed to keep. The mind of this big devil really cannot be measured from the perspective of a normal person.

"Are you afraid of the deity?" Yan Sulan felt a little disappointed when she saw Liu Juqi looked like a good woman who was bullied and dared not speak up. Why should he be afraid of herself?Obviously, apart from the first meeting, I have never done anything with him.

Liu Juqi sniffed, "I dare not..."

Yan Sulan frowned, the meaning of these words was clearly that he was afraid that he would be terrified, he relieved Liu Juqi's numbness, and sure enough, he saw Liu Juqi flexibly propped up and shrank in the corner of the bed, hugging him pitifully. He looked at himself with his knees, begging for mercy and fear in his eyes.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, Yan Sulan regretted it for the first time, regretted that he had frightened Liu Juqi when he first saw him, but as long as he was patient, Liu Juqi would definitely accept himself slowly, the last time he was in peace When Qiang gave him silver and food, his attitude towards himself seemed much more casual.

Yan Sulan put her hands on her mask, "Want to see it?"

Although Liu Juqi is afraid of him, he has always been curious about his true face. Looking at the exposed part, he seems to be a very heroic and handsome man. Liu Juqi nodded in a strange way, staring straight at Yan Sulan's finger that unwrapped the mask .

As the mask was lifted silently, Liu Juqi's mouth opened round. It's not that he has never seen a handsome man, but he has never seen such a handsome and masculine man, exuding the unique sense of conquest and charm of a man. His eyes were full of masculinity, and a blood-red scar swept from the end of his eyebrows to his lips, adding a bit of bloodthirsty cruelty to him. His ruthless thin lips were slightly pursed, and his resolute chin drew a neat and graceful line.

Seeing that Liu Juqi seemed dumbfounded, Yan Sulan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled in satisfaction.

It's fine if you don't smile, but when you smile, you have an evil spirit, and you have the smell of a naughty big boy, and you feel a lot more friendly all of a sudden, it's almost murderous. Scar, "How did this scar come from?"

"Born in the mother's womb." Yan Sulan held Liu Juqi's warm hand, allowing the heart-warming temperature to stay on his cold cheeks for a while longer. After so many years of loneliness, he finally found his own warmth.

Liu Juqi looked at the scar suspiciously, it looked quite new, how could it be brought out from the mother's womb, but it's not ugly, "Why don't you cure it, there should be a lot of medicine in the lore palace?"

Yan Sulan's smile became stronger, does he care about himself? "Not yet."

After he avenged his revenge, it would be a ritual to let the scar heal and bid farewell to the days of hatred.

Liu Juqi regained his composure, and realized how ambiguous his actions with Yan Sulan were. The strange thing is that since Yan Sulan took off his mask, his fear of him seemed to be forgotten immediately... Liu Juqi Qi wanted to pull his hand back, but Yan Sulan held it tightly and refused to let go, so Liu Juqi had to let him hold it, holding hands would not kill anyone, and it would be bad if he was offended.

"Sleep." Yan Sulan was in a good mood, grabbed Liu Juqi's waist domineeringly, buckled him to lie down beside him, and pressed Liu Juqi's constantly moving little head on his chest.

Even Liu Juqi and Xuan Yichen were not so close that they hugged each other to sleep, and felt awkward at the moment, but the other party was Yan Sulan, so he didn't dare to struggle too much, so he had to half push and half lean on his chest to force himself to close. Close your eyes—this must be a nightmare, it will be fine when you wake up, amen...

Liu Juqi's nerves were thick, listening to Yan Sulan's regular and steady heartbeat, he fell asleep immediately.

Yan Sulan lowered her head to look at the person in her arms under the soft light of Ye Mingzhu, and kissed his forehead lightly, "Liu Juqi, you belong to me."

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Every time I write about this kind of flirty plot, I feel excited and ashamed, covering my face and running for three thousand miles!