Your Majesty, You Can't

"I will help you undress."

Zhao Yin blocked He Lanzhi's way, took a few steps forward, leaned over and wrapped his arms around the opponent's thin waist, and before He Lanzhi reacted to protest, he easily untied He Lanzhi belt tied behind her.

"Wait--"

Before He Lanzhi could finish his words, the moon-white straight skirt was opened with the belt undone, and the snow-white silk jacket that was attached to his white skin was also exposed in front of Zhao Yin's eyes.

What lingers on the tip of the nose is Helanzhi's dark fragrance - the refreshing smell mixed with hibiscus leaves and red sandalwood.

Zhao Yin smelled the light fragrance from He Lanzhi, couldn't control himself for a while, couldn't help but hugged He Lanzhi's thin body tightly, buried in He Lanzhi's shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Your Majesty," He Lanzhi pushed Zhao Yin shyly, "It's not good for you, and this minister is going to sleep."

"I got it." Zhao Yin reluctantly let go, and personally sent He Lanzhi to the bed, and pulled the brocade quilt for him and tucked in the corners of the quilt.Her slender fingers picked up He Lanzhi's strands of black hair scattered on the pillow, put them on her lips and kissed gently, and said softly, "You sleep, I will accompany you."

After hearing this, He Lanzhi covered his face and dared not look directly at the young emperor in front of him.

Indecent, indecent, indecent...

As a married emperor who married a concubine, how dare Zhao Yin say such... such embarrassing words! !

See no evil, see no evil, see no evil...

He Lan covered his face with his hands, and his muffled voice leaked out through his fingers, "You should go back to the palace to accompany your empress to do this."

"I didn't marry a concubine, I only want you alone."

"Huh?" He Lanzhi was stunned, and opened his index finger and middle finger to secretly reveal two eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief and confusion, "Didn't you marry a concubine?!"

"Yes, I didn't marry a concubine." Zhao Yin covered the back of He Lanzhi's hand, put his hand that covered his handsome face in his own palm, and then stretched out five fingers to tightly intertwine with He Lanzhi, staring at the other's hands Mu said, "I only want you alone."

"As long as... the humble minister alone?"

"Can't you understand?" Zhao Yin frowned slightly, and said with an unprecedentedly serious face, "In this world, in this life, I only want to be with He Lan. I love He Lan, and I am happy." For He Lanzhi, I don't want anyone but him."

Zhao Yin leaned close to He Lanzhi, and sprayed all his hot and humid breath on his face, "I mean, this man named Zhao Yin likes He Lanzhi, falls in love with He Lanzhi, do you understand? "

He Lanzhi blushed, and before he could answer, Zhao Yin kissed his thin lips directly and forcefully, and simply let him reply as many as possible and blocked all of them in his throat.Zhao Yin supported He Lanzhi's pillow with one hand, clasped He Lanzhi's five fingers with the other, and slowly deepened the kiss.

The clouds and mist in the sky outside the window slowly gathered unconsciously, and after a light thunder sounded, it sprinkled a drizzle of fine rain on the ground.

This kiss is also the same as this rain.

The wind blowing the dead leaves pushed away the tightly gathered clouds, and the falling rainwater penetrated into a ray of clear spring in the backyard of the prime minister's mansion, seeking to blend with it softly and silently.

After soaking into the spring water, the raindrops falling from the sky intertwined with the warm spring water, making the spring water slightly rippling and smudged into ripples.

The momentum of the falling rain seemed to ride the wind and break the waves, and it seemed to pull a thousand catties in four or two.Whether it's strength or tenderness, Quan Yu at this moment is addicted to each other.

The wind was getting stronger, and the silk rain fell obliquely on the surface of the spring. Although there were no big waves, the small slapping sound was like a slight panting, which was charming and beautiful.

The warm yellow window paper reflected the inseparable figures of the two, and the sound of wind and rain outside the window covered their voices.

The westerly wind falls on plantains in random rain, and the sky is dripping with springs.

There is only one couple in this compartment.