Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

Wei Weida's eyes froze, and he stared fixedly at the jade pendant on Tang Anle's chest.

Tang Anle noticed his eyes, looked down and found that the Yanyu had fallen out, and stuffed him into the skirt of his clothes without any hassle.

"Young master, where did you get this Yanyu?" Wei Weida asked with a trembling voice, with a complicated expression.

"You say this jade is..." Tang Anle was about to introduce subconsciously, but was interrupted by Ion Yuan.

"My father-in-law, my wife is tired at home, and the night is getting dark, and it's New Year's Eve, so don't bother me, please let us go to rest first." Ion Yuan said politely.

Wei Weida was taken aback for a moment, and returned to his elegant appearance just now, "Yes, yes, it's my fault that I want to ask about something novel when I see something new."

"Xi Yu, quickly take the three young masters to the west wing to rest."

"Yes, uncle," Xi Yu led several people out.

Naturally, Ion Yuan shares a room with Tang Anle, and there is only a wall between Yi Yunqu.

Xi Yu took them with him and left.

Yi Yunqu yawned, and pushed open the door, "You two should be more careful at night, don't disturb my rest or something, stay at other people's house overnight, and you are not allowed to have sex..."

Tang Anle stuck out her tongue at him.

"Go in, don't pay attention to him, he is a noisy person," Ion Yuan said inexplicably.

"Ah?" Could it be that they are really going to do something?

The quaint room is spacious and tidy. As soon as Tang Anle enters the room, he relaxes. This day is exciting enough.

"Tired? Rest on the bed," Ion Yuan took off his coat and picked him up.

"Ion Yuan, you haven't told me what a prostitute is?"

Tang Anle honestly let Ziyuan take off his coat, suddenly remembered this question, and asked curiously, his desire for knowledge is stronger than his desire for survival.

Ion Yuan paused, and quickly returned to normal. After taking off the remaining underwear, he pulled the quilt to cover him, and said without any shyness, "It's the man in the backyard of the dignitaries who is exclusively for men to play with." .”

Tang Anle lay down, only to realize that Wei Xu was scolding him, and he was about to get up again, "That woman actually said that to me, I am your red makeup, you carry a big sedan chair eight times, and you worship Gaotang three times to marry me!" Into the General’s Mansion! No, I’m going to ask her to argue, this is treating me like a duck..."

Ion Yuan laughed and said, listening to Tang Anle repeating what he told him, his heart softened, "Okay, I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"...That's fine," Tang Anle reluctantly lay down again, lifted a corner of the quilt, patted his side with his small hands, and signaled Ion Yuan to lie down with his eyes.

Ion Yuan raised his eyebrows. In the past, although the two slept together, they always slept separately. Although Tang Anle would still hug him through the quilt in the end, he never took the initiative to invite him to be bedded together. And sleep.

"Hurry up... Ion Yuan, the bed is cold," Tang Anle said softly, yawning.

Ion Yuan lay down without saying a word, with his hands folded in front of his stomach, sleeping in a rigorous sleeping posture, but Tang Anle was not satisfied, the weather was even colder with snow, and the same quilt didn't necessarily warm him much.

How does this work?

Tang Anle moved her body until she touched Han Xiaolin's calligraphy hand and turned over, her whole body was almost pulled on Ion Yuan's body.

"What?" Ion Yuan asked knowingly.

"Holding you to sleep, it's really so comfortable... Put your arms up!" Tang Anle felt that his back was empty, and felt that something was missing.

He took the initiative to hug me to sleep, and specifically asked me to wrap my arms around his waist. Could this little man really be doing something to seduce him?

Ion Yuan's eyes darkened suddenly, and after putting his hand on his back, he caressed him vaguely.

Like teasing a cat, but with a different meaning.

"Well, go up..." Tang Anle stretched his body like a cat that has been well groomed, his voice was unbelievably delicate.

Ion Yuan only felt a hot current rushing down, his body stiffened for a moment, he moved his body, and was gently stroked on his back.

Not long after, Tang Anle, who was lying on his body, heard continuous breathing.

Ion Yuan's hand got into the clothes openly and aboveboard, the skin under the palm was delicate and soft, and the slight calluses were scraped, causing a shiver.

"Little heartless, I will charge you some benefits."

But for Tang Anle in his sleep, it was simply the best medicine to help him sleep.

"Hmm... go down a little bit..." Tang Anle snorted comfortably, thinking that he had woken up, stopped his hands, and looked down, only to realize that Tang Anle was speaking in his sleep.

Ion Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he walked down with his big palm, and when he was about to touch the two lumps of softness, Tang Anle rubbed his leg uncomfortably.

"Hmm..." Ion Yuan snorted, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, it was so painful!

This night, Ion Yuan was destined not to have a good sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the rooster crowed to cut through the dawn.

The voices of people outside gradually rose, Tang Anle frowned and woke up leisurely, and did not forget to stretch.

He slept extremely comfortably this time, it would have been nice if there hadn't been something against his lower abdomen all the time.

Seeing that Ion Yuan was frowning and sleeping unsteadily, Tang Anle was about to come down on tiptoe.

"Where are you going?" A low magnetic voice suddenly sounded, causing Tang Anle to tremble and lie back down again.

"I don't think you got up, so I just wanted to get up first and let you sleep well by yourself," Tang Anle defended in a low voice.

"Hmph," Ion Yuan squeezed out from his throat, turned over and pressed the person under him, "Then change it and let me sleep for a while."

"Ion Yuan, get up, it's so heavy, it's crushing me to death..." Tang Anle pushed him hard but didn't push him, just panting from exhaustion.

"Don't catch your breath, just sleep for a while more honestly." Ion Yuan said in a serious tone.

Then you should get up... Tang Anle wanted to cry but had no tears.

By the time the two of them got up, it was already half an hour later.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Tang, thank you both, my daughter's face recovered last night," Wei Weida saluted the two of them.

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it," Tang Anle quickly avoided.

"If Mr. Wei feels sorry, just send a few more people." Ion Yuan asked cheekily.

Wei Weida's face froze, and then he smiled, "Of course."

"That's inconvenient to bother, there is still a schedule to catch up," Ion Yuan said goodbye politely.

"Wait a minute, young master, I have a request, I don't know if I should say it or not," Wei Weida looked at Tang Anle.

"Huh? What do you want to say, old man?"

"The Yan Pei on your chest was dim because of the dim candlelight yesterday, so I didn't see it clearly, but the fineness looks like a rare piece of fine jade, can you lend me a look?" Wei Weida seemed to be a jade lover, with a sincere expression .