Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The emperor staggered slightly, and lost control of the force between his fingers in an instant, almost tearing off the painting curtain.

... How long has it been since you were so upset?Since ascension to the throne, there have been only a handful of moments that could trigger his turbulent emotions, and they have even disappeared in recent years, except when he met this young courtier in front of him.

From teasing with increasing interest, to appreciation with growing trust, to uncontrollable love and extreme self-disciplined patience, he has waited and endured for too long.

He is not an icon that preserves the laws of nature and destroys human desires cultivated on a dragon chair, nor is he a god who is heartless and loveless. At this moment, he is just a mortal who burns himself on fire.

Su Yan saw the emperor was in a daze, wiped the corners of his eyes a little ashamedly, and said: "It's my impudence..."

Before the words fell, Emperor Jing Long shook the painting curtain in his hand, strode towards him, picked him up without saying a word, put him on the desk behind him, supported the back of his neck with one hand, supported the table with the other, and kissed him passionately. come over.

Su Yan was sitting on the edge of the table, with his legs hanging under the robe woven with dark patterns of smoke and clouds. He was caught off guard by the kiss, and could only stretch out his hands dazedly, and grabbed the other's shoulders to avoid losing his balance and landing.

This was not the first time the emperor kissed him, but it was the first time that he felt that he was about to be swallowed up by an erupting volcano or a raging boiling sea.

How gentle and restrained the kiss used to be, how violent and chaotic the kiss is now.Su Yan felt in a daze that the boat was about to be blown apart by the angry flame and the mad wolf, so he let out a low cry during the interval of breathing: "My lord——"

"...It's Jinkai." The emperor panted, every bone and every piece of flesh and blood in his body was bitten by the fierce love and desire.He almost tried his best to control himself, not to engulf the other party in this overly thirsty pain.

He has to relax and calm down, not to frighten his Qingqing.

The emperor peeled his lips away from the trembling of the other party, and kissed the red nose tip and the salty eyelashes with tears: "Yes, how can you not? Your body and mind are mine."

Nostrils blend together, and the hot air steams into the depths of the skin, creating a layer of emotional glow. Su Yan repeats as if bewitched: "It's all...yours."

The emperor smiled silently, took Su Yan's finger and put it on the belt around his waist: "Then take it off for me to see."

The belt was undone, the skirt was undone, and the crimson robe slid down on the table, covering the blue books and white pages.Su Yan's fingers penetrated into the thin silk sheet and touched his hot skin, and he felt ashamed as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"My lord..." He begged helplessly, but he didn't know what he wanted.

The emperor held the back of Su Yan's hand, guided him to open his clothes, stroked the two bright red spots on his chest, and manipulated his fingers to twirl them, making the already protruding breasts more bloody and erect, and the sensitive tips on the cold and smooth skin Rubbing on the silk cloth, every stroke is a sweet torture.

It was a shame to play profanely, but this shame was suppressed by a new and strange pleasure.Su Yan couldn't help but groan softly.

The emperor pressed against his ear and asked softly, "Is this place particularly sensitive?"

Su Yan nodded, then shook his head desperately.

"If it's not here, then where is it?" The emperor guided his hand to continue down, wrapping his swollen legs through the thin silk trousers, "Here? How did Qinghe comfort me back then? How about comforting yourself?"

Su Yan turned his face away, blushing from his cheeks to his neck.When the emperor covered his hand, holding the half-boobed penis and slowly rubbing it, he moaned while biting the corner of his mouth, and uncontrollably accelerated the speed of the manipulation.

The white silk trousers were gradually wetted by the clear liquid, and the translucent texture like a cicada's wing outlined a bright red stag handle, which was straight and straight, and contrasted nicely with the red jade flute placed beside it.

Su Yan suddenly let out a short cry and leaned back suddenly.The emperor grabbed his waist, pulled him back, and pressed him against his chest.

After a while, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said embarrassingly: "I... dirty the emperor's hands."

"Not dirty. Aiqing is clean no matter what." The emperor's fingertips were stained with white liquid that had leaked out of the silk cloth, smeared it on his lips, and then he covered his lips and licked them carefully.

Su Yan was forced to taste his own taste. It was a bit salty and had a strong musk-like smell. It was hard to describe, but it was not as disgusting as he imagined.He slowly let go of the entanglement, concentrating on the entanglement between his lips and tongue, and was soon breathless from being kissed again.

The emperor's voice was a little hoarse: "On a moonlit night at the 24th Bridge, where can the Jade Man teach you how to play the flute? What's the explanation for the 'Jade Man'?"

Su Yan mobilized the little Qingming left in his mind, and reluctantly answered: "A singing girl?"

"A jade man can refer to a white and beautiful woman, or a handsome and talented man." The emperor carried him off the edge of the table and sat down on the wide armchair behind the desk. How about people blowing the flute here?"

Su Yan was half lying on the emperor's chest, feeling an unusually hard weapon protruding from his chest and abdomen, and he was a little terrified.

The emperor pressed his shoulders and pushed down, his movements were gentle but firm.

Su Yan knew what this meant.That time in the South Study Room, he hid under the imperial case and inside the dragon robe, the emperor probably thought of letting him play the flute at that time.After the failure, it is estimated that I will be very concerned, and I will try my best to fulfill this wish today.

To say that Su Yan would never accept it, not to mention oral sex, Jing Hong chased him and accidentally shot him in the face, which made him furious and beat him violently.

But this time the emperor has broken through his bottom line step by step - he has eaten all the ice cream, would he mind picking up the cylinder outside?

What's more, when the emperor talked about this, he made it clear that he could not refuse.Su Yan had no choice but to squat down in front of the chair, hesitated again and again, and untied the other party's belt.

The moment the trousers came off, the thick and swollen penis popped out, and it hit his face with a soft "pop", and a red mark immediately appeared.

In fact, the strength is not great, but the emperor's words are like soft leather wrapped in iron, his skin is tender, and he immediately turned red.

Su Yan covered his face and stared at the emperor with grievance.The emperor stretched out his hands and rubbed the reddened area distressedly, and coaxed, "I'll give you a blow."

——Who is blowing to whom!Su Yan felt ashamed.The emperor put two fingers into his lips, stroked the sensitive palate, and caught the soft tip of his tongue.

Twirling fingers deftly in his mouth, Su Yan grabbed the hem of the other's clothes tremblingly, a trace of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth before he could swallow.

The emperor pulled out his finger, pressed the dragon root against his slightly parted wet lips, and continued to coax: "I just taught you, remember?"

The roots of Su Yan's ears burned badly, so he had to stick out the tip of his tongue to lick the smooth and plump glans...it was very clean, with some incense from his clothes, and the slight salty taste at the mouth of the bell didn't seem so unacceptable ?He subconsciously licked again.

The emperor was condescending, and saw Su Yan blushing, frowning slightly, with a little red tongue sticking out between his lips, licking it like a cat, extremely young and attractive.

It was as if a fiery blood gushed out from the chest, and rushed down to the penis, making it a bit bigger.

Su Yan seemed to have mastered some tricks, sucked the glans head into his mouth, the emperor couldn't bear it anymore, inserted his fingers into his bun, and pressed the back of his head against himself out of control.

Long Gen opened his lips and tongue and poked it into his mouth, and was tightly wrapped by the soft tongue and the tender flesh on both walls, as if he had fallen into a fairyland.The emperor let out a low moan, raised his head slightly, thrust his penis deeper into the opponent's throat, closed his eyes and thrust forward vigorously.

Su Yan still felt jerky and laborious with his penis in his mouth, but now most of it was submerged, the corners of his mouth were a little cracked, and his throat was bumped up and down, and he couldn't help retching, and physiological tears poured out of his eyes.

He tried his best to spit out the cock that was stuffed in his mouth, his throat constricted and pushed, and as a result, the emperor was nearly defeated.

The emperor took a deep breath, pulled out his penis with great self-control, leaned over and hugged Su Yan, who was retching, into his arms to comfort him. "Okay, okay... it's so uncomfortable... just let it go." The voice was terribly hoarse.

Su Yan suppressed the urge to vomit, gasping for breath as if he was dying, but his fingers tightly gripped the emperor's robe: "Fortunately... I, I'll get used to it..."

His bun came loose, and the hairpin fell down along with his hair.The emperor bowed his head and kissed the top of his head, with a wry smile: "I lost control."

Never been this rough in my life.She thought that she would be as capable as ever, but who would have expected that the other party's body would be better than any aphrodisiac, and a blazing flame would ignite as soon as she touched it, burning all her calmness and generosity to ashes.

Su Yan heard the self-blame hidden in this sentence, shook his head and said, "I can't get out of control when I do this."

Compared with Ah Zhui who was like a mad dog when piling, the emperor was already restrained.

Wait... What am I doing, comparing different men's bed skills?This is too scum, too scum!After Su Yan woke up, he spurned him in every possible way—it's okay for Ah Zhui to run away, but the emperor is right in front of him!

Feeling guilty, Su Yan gritted his teeth and slammed his heart. He broke free from the emperor's arms and slid down. Regardless of the pain in his throat, he took the still hard dragon root into his mouth again.

This time, he hesitated carefully and waited hard, sometimes the tip of his tongue circled, and sometimes his cheeks shrunk, until the sucking made his mouth numb and his lips and tongue almost lost consciousness, only then did he hear the emperor's muffled groan.

The emperor knew that he was about to lose semen, so he wanted to pull out his penis, but Su Yan happened to suck at this moment, and all three souls and seven souls were sucked away by the goblin, and they shot out one after another against his throat.

Su Yan was almost choked to death. In order to avoid the intake pipe, he could only eat through the feeding pipe. He had no choice but to take it all in. He swallowed the thick stuff in his mouth, covered his mouth and coughed non-stop.

The soul flew up to Zifu Biluo, and slowly fell back into the body. The emperor moaned like a long sigh, pulled Su Yan onto his lap, and hugged him tightly.

The two hugged each other, but neither made a sound.

After Su Yan's breath calmed down, he suddenly found that the emperor was still well-dressed, only the belt and trousers had been taken off; but he had long hair loose, clothes not covering his body, tear stains and unwiped turbidity hanging on the corner of his mouth, very embarrassing .

Master Su, who felt his face was damaged, became secretly annoyed, and secretly pulled the tie of the robe on the emperor's side.

The emperor held his hand, and his face was a bit embarrassed: "...just after the call of Jin to withdraw troops, I'm afraid we will have to wait for a cup of tea if we want to fight again."

Su Yan was stunned, and thought to himself: It only takes 10 more minutes to...fuck, you are actually me, am I 36? !

The emperor thought that he was dissatisfied, so he was silent for a moment, and began to remove the half-covered mid laner on his body.

Before Su Yan recovered from the physical gap between the two sides, he suddenly felt that his upper body was already naked, and the emperor was taking off his pants.

—that seal!

The imprint on the leg has long since disappeared, the emperor started to interrogate him, how should I answer?Su Yan grasped the emperor's hand with a guilty conscience: "My lord, I can't do it anymore, or this night will be over..."

"It's still growing tonight." The emperor didn't wait for him to stop, and tore off the last fig leaf from his body.

Su Yan covered his face with his hands.

He felt the other party's fingers caressing the original mark on the heel of the leg, panicked, and said, "Actually, it was because of the heavy rain that day, I—"

The emperor covered his mouth with lips and tongue.

After a while, the two parted while panting.The emperor's face sank like water, and he said: "It seems that the cover on the heel of the leg is still not secure, so there is only one place left."

Where, where?Before Su Yan could ask a question, he was hugged by the waist.

The emperor went to the window and put him on a drunken chair covered with brocade cushions.

This drunken chair has a distinctive shape. The wide chair back is tilted backwards. There are some more advanced styles. There is also a low couch for storing sundries under the back of the chair, which can also support the chair more stably.There are wide footrests in front of the chair, and two solid wood armrests stretch forward long, like sedan chair poles.

Su Yan called it a "lazy rack". People spread out on it, put their feet on the pedals, and put their arms on the armrests. I don't know how comfortable it is.

It's a pity that he didn't know that whether in the palace or the people, the drunkard's chair was used for other purposes in this dynasty.

If he had known, he would never have dragged the chair from under the old peach tree in the courtyard back to the bedroom because of the rain.

It wasn't until the emperor separated his two bare legs and hung them on the long armrest that he realized that this posture like giving birth was wrong, too wrong!

He was pulling on the long armrest with both hands, trying to get up, but he couldn't do so because of the angle of the chair, and was easily pushed back by the emperor, continuing to maintain this posture with the door wide open.

Su Yan begged shamelessly: "The emperor let me up..."

The emperor held his dangling ankle, and slowly moved his palm upwards along the calf, stroking the forced open thigh, and finally stopped between the two snow-covered hills that could be seen unobstructed.

There are two plump red pills hanging down from the soft penis. The emperor rubbed it, and the tightly closed pussy at the back also opened and closed because of the delicate caress. Make a slight noise.

Su Yan was extremely ashamed, covered his face with a forearm, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Don't touch it, my lord, don't... ah..."

"Water is born here, and there is no need for ointment, which is really rare." The emperor's seemingly calm expression concealed the deep meaning of dense clouds and no rain, "It seems that Su Aiqing is very talented."

Su Yan could feel the hidden anger in the emperor's heart—for him who had washed off his exclusive mark, and even more for someone or some people who ignored the emperor's prestige.

He was in conflict at the moment, both guilty and short-tempered, but also righteous.The former made him willing to accept a certain punishment to dispel the emperor's anger; the latter made him not feel that it was a kind of betrayal, because he had never belonged to anyone in personality, and he would not be punished just because he was stamped. Became someone's property.

He professed to be a minister, and bowed down to the imperial power as the Romans did, but his soul never bent to anyone.

However, the sexual orientation may really be bent - when the emperor entered him with his fingers and opened up the soft, hot and slippery corridor, Su Yan bit the back of his hand because of the pleasure that hit him, and reluctantly admitted this fact.

He mourned for a few seconds his lost title of "straight man" before deciding to come to terms with it.

The clear fluid in the intestinal tract seeped more and more, there was almost no obstacle between the twitching of the fingers, but the opening of the acupuncture point was tightly contracted, and even the second finger could not squeeze in, let alone the penis which was several times larger.The emperor frowned worriedly, worried that if he deliberately resisted, he would suffer in the subsequent affairs.

"Relax, or I will punish you." The emperor slapped him on the buttocks with a gentle slap.

It felt so good in the hand, I couldn't help but slap it a few times, but I saw that the snow was bouncing tremblingly, and the thin powder in the texture fainted out in large swaths, it was a magnificent scene like clouds and clouds.The emperor suppressed his heavy breathing unbearably, and the dragon root under his crotch raised his head again.

Su Yan whimpered loudly amidst the slightly painful stimulation, instead of relaxing his muscles, he twisted his fingers in the posterior acupoint even tighter.

The emperor sighed, and stretched out his hand to untie the suet jade seal tied around his neck.

The jade seal is about the thickness of two fingers and the length of half a palm, and the body of the cylinder is smooth and round.The emperor dipped the ink head with clear liquid, and printed on Su Yan's leg, leaving a faint red mark on the handwriting, so he laughed lowly: "It seems that it really needs to be printed inside, so that it can last for a long time."

Su Yan stretched his legs together and said in surprise, "The emperor doesn't want it!"

The legs were pulled apart irresistibly, and the emperor leaned against the carved dragon on Yinwei, and pushed the column body inch by inch into the bright red and drenched acupuncture point.

Su Yan could only inhale, trying to relax the posterior acupoint, swallowing the jade seal bit by bit, leaving a long red string hanging out of his body.

The emperor didn't stop there, and pushed the jade seal deeper and deeper with his fingers.

Su Yan only felt the cold and hard object grind through the intestines, and the end touched the most sensitive part of the body, slowly grinding.Panic and pleasure arose spontaneously at the same time, and he couldn't help crying: "Take it out! The emperor... Jin Kui... get out..."

The emperor made a plum blossom knot at the end of the red string, and the red ears swayed between the snow-white flesh of his thigh, and then pulled the red string with his fingers, and the jade seal rubbed back and forth in the intestinal tract.

Su Yan's mourning voice changed its tone, trembling moans and a drawn-out coda were mixed with fine whimpers, and to the emperor's ears, it was more charming than any other voice in the world.

"You can't get out. Just let the 'Jinyu' be imprinted deep in your body, engraved in your flesh and blood..." The emperor leaned over and kissed the firm milk beads on his chest.

The drunkard's chair creaked in embarrassment.Su Yan clasped the back of the emperor's neck with both hands, and pulled off his crown and hat. His legs hooked on the armrests were rubbing together unbearably. It swallows deeper.

The engraved head of the seal, the concave and convex tail of the carved dragon, ran over the key points back and forth, almost driving him crazy.

He was groaning, sobbing, begging for something vaguely, and he couldn't even hear himself.

The emperor kissed his chest and collarbone thickly, from his chin to his sweaty forehead.Su Yan suddenly raised his face and bit the emperor's neck.The emperor was in pain, but he didn't break free. He let him bite for a while, and then slowly let go as if he was exhausted.

The emperor licked off the blood stained on his lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Keep 'Jinhui', okay?"

Su Yan responded softly: "...OK."

The emperor smiled, undressed, and satin with exquisite patterns fell one by one on the corner of the desk, the armrest, and the floor.He hooked Su Yan's legs in the bend of his arms, facing the muddy and completely soft back hole, and pushed the penis as hard as iron into it.

Su Yan let out a scream.

Yuyin was pushed to the very depths by the penetrating cock, he was trembling convulsively, his whole body seemed to be soaked in strong wine and old vinegar, his body was numb and sore, every muscle lost its strength, and his arms suddenly drooped.

The emperor didn't attack immediately, but took out a hand from his knees, stroked his sweaty cheek, and said warmly, "Can't take it anymore?"

Su Yan's unsupported leg hangs weakly on the armrest, and his voice is broken: "My lord... calm down... have you calmed down..."

The emperor froze for a moment, and sighed, "I've never been really angry with you, so why not let it go." He lovingly kissed the tip of Su Yan's nose, "This is not punishment. I just want you to remember the present day Today, remembering this name will make every time you think of me, it will be a carve to your bone marrow."

Su Yan whispered: "Jin, Jin... I want you."

The emperor's heart was boiling, and he replied in a trembling voice: "Okay."

There was only a short section of the red rope hanging between the thighs, which was stuck outside the hole. After the emperor withdrew, he slowly pulled out the red rope connected to the jade seal.

The mouth of the acupuncture point was red, swollen and soft, and was brought out by the carved dragon with a tail, and quickly retracted like a gathered petal.Su Yan gasped, and whined like a baby animal.

The mutton fat jade seal looks more moist and lustrous as if soaked in oil. The emperor casually hung it on the horizontal bar on the back of the chair, and impatiently buried himself in the land of bliss again.

The intestines that had been thoroughly developed wrapped up the penis docilely and sensually, welcoming his possession and plunder.

Hot panting, rapid thrusting, unbearable twisting, broken moans, thousands of lights and shadows in the world fly by, only unforgettable joy ups and downs with the waves of lust.

The emperor's self-control is amazing, and he often pulls out just before being crushed by the tightly twisted and sucked back acupoints, waiting for the ebb tide of pleasure that is about to climb to the top, and then starts a new round of pumping and hitting, deliberately prolonging the time for ejaculation.

Su Yan was alternately tormented by violent storms and short-lived emptiness, the more unsatisfied he was, the more tightly entangled with hunger and thirst.

The layers of pleasure that could not be fully enjoyed accumulated to the limit, and finally collapsed like a tall building, crushing him from body to heart, and every particle of dust was the ultimate frenzied pleasure.

After a long time, he fell from the sky and returned to the world, lying under the emperor's body, panting tiredly and contentedly.

The emperor's waist and abdomen were covered with white turbidity spattered by him, he randomly pulled a piece of clothing to wipe, and began to rub his sore and trembling thighs.

Su Yan's voice was like a silk: "My leg is numb..." The emperor lovingly kissed his knee, picked him up and turned around, leaning on the drunken chair, and asked him to lie on his body in another position.

Su Yan gradually regained his physical strength, put his cheek against the emperor's chest, and quietly listened to the steady beating heartbeat.

The emperor's palm lingered on his still wet back, and he said regretfully, "When we meet, we part. How can life be a business."

Su Yan smiled slightly: "The business is across the river, and the emperor and I are only separated by a few state capitals, and we will be able to meet again in a few months."

The emperor fell into a strange silence, as if he had other things on his mind.Su Yan rubbed his chest, and asked: "What is the emperor worrying about, border wars, domestic bandits, or court disputes?"

The emperor smiled and replied casually, "Maybe there are all of them."

Su Yan supported the armrest, raised his upper body, and said seriously: "I dare not say how much I have the ability to solve problems, but there is something I want to say to the emperor-no matter how rough the road ahead is, I will accompany you to the end."

The emperor was stunned.

He remembered that on the day when he became the throne 15 years ago, he told his mother that he did not want to become a lonely family from now on.But the road to the emperor becomes narrower as he goes to a higher place, and gradually, he can't find anyone who can accompany him to the end.

Queen Zhang is gone.He Lin has grown up.The queen mother... The queen mother's heart is drifting away from him.Jincheng, the only younger brother, also harbors deep resentment towards him.

Just after he accepted this destined loneliness, a young boy suddenly broke into his heart and said the words he most wanted to hear back then.

As if arranged by God, he finally gave him a satisfactory explanation when the sky was about to end.

Is it too late... No, even if you don't get it until the last moment of your life, you are still lucky.

The emperor laughed softly.

"My lord?" Su Yan asked in confusion.The next moment his legs were lifted, and in this straddling posture, his knees rested on the armrests on both sides of the chair.

Su Yan exclaimed, his waist and hips sank, and his scorching penis pushed up tenderly and forcefully.

This position allows the cock to penetrate extremely deep into the body, and Su Yan suddenly had the illusion that his stomach was pierced, and hurriedly shouted: "My lord, be gentle...it's too deep...it's going to be pierced!"

As a result, not only was the other party not stopped, but it seemed to add fuel to the fire, making the desire even more intense.The emperor straightened his upper body, his abdominal muscles and psoas muscles stretched out tightly, and hit them hard one after another.Su Yan was like a willow in the wind and a boat on the top of the waves, tossed back and forth by the force, his legs hooked on the handrail couldn't bear the strength, and he was about to fall backwards.

The emperor supported his lower back in time, and pressed his hips down deeply again.

In a trance, Su Yan felt that a hard wedge penetrated his lower body, nailed to the unbearable, huge and long-lasting pleasure, and couldn't help crying and begging for mercy: "The emperor has pity on this humble minister...I can't take it anymore, eh! The minister is going to die, and will be fucked to death by the emperor!"

"I can't take it anymore," the emperor stroked the intersection of the two, the intestinal juice and yang essence mixed together, foamed out from the violent impact, and touched his hands, "Look at you so wet, you are clearly refreshed Very much."

His mistress yelled pitifully, but the inside of her body happily swallowed the cock, those overlapping flesh like calyx tarsus were like countless small mouths that were enthusiastically retained, sucking him so fascinated that he could only repay him with lingering death .

"I really can't bear it anymore... The emperor spared the minister, please forgive the minister..."

The emperor slapped his red and swollen buttocks covered with fingerprints: "I called it wrong again, and I will be punished."

"It's wrong... Dad, stop beating..." Su Yan was so fucked that he was in a trance, and said indiscriminately, "Good dad, dear dad, please forgive me!"

The emperor was called "Dad" so much that he couldn't return his blood, and almost lost it.

His sons called him "Father Emperor", "Father" in folk, "Father" in formal terms, and "Dada" in slang.However, the word "Pa" has existed since ancient times. "Guang Ya Shiqin" records: "Pa, father."

This new son who took the initiative to recognize his relatives made the emperor wonder whether to beat him or continue to fuck him.

Su Yan's black hair was sticky on his skin, and his face was covered with sweat. He found that Fate suddenly stopped, and he could finally take a breath from the endless pleasure.

But after a short period of relaxation, the numbness and itching in the back acupoint spread like mercury pouring down the ground, spreading everywhere.He twisted his waist, wanted to pull it out, and also wanted to make the other party move, he didn't know what to say.

The emperor regained his composure, whispered into Su Yan's ear, and said in a deep voice, "Call 'Daddy' again."

Su Yan suddenly opened his eyes——

What did I just say?

Nima, this is too embarrassing!Even if I, Su Qinghe, were to die and jump off the Jinshui Bridge, I wouldn't call him Dad again!

He gritted his teeth and bent his knees hard on the armrest, trying to turn into a kneeling knee, so that he could pull out the penis wedged in his body and get off the chair.

The emperor patiently waited for him to raise his waist and buttocks, and watched with great interest the cock spit out from the back hole, a large purple-red wet root, and when it finally left the hole, there was a slight "boo", bringing out a drizzle of turbid liquid .

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

With a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, he clasped his waist and hips with both hands, pushed the penis up suddenly, and stood up.

Su Yan's soul was pierced by this blow, and he let out a long cry, and in the instinctive fear of falling in the air, he hooked his hands and feet around the emperor's neck and waist.

The emperor just inserted and hugged him, and carried him off the pedals.

Between the jolting and jolting of his steps, Su Yan felt that the iron rod in his body had turned into a dragon snake, messing around in his intestines wantonly. There was a sense of ecstasy in the disorder, and he couldn't help moaning continuously.

From the window to the bed, the short distance of a few feet almost took Su Yan's soul away.

He hugged and hooked the opponent's hands and feet and gradually lost strength, and could not stop sliding down, but under the support of the emperor's arms, he could only eat deeper into the penis where the two were connected.Su Yan cried and begged: "Put me down, I really can't do it anymore...Let me rest for a while, just for a while..."

The emperor bit his earlobe and said, "I just said it, what's it called?"

Su Yan gritted his teeth and did not answer.

The emperor deliberately bumped his buttocks, eliciting a series of out-of-tune screams.Su Yan surrendered, and called out shyly, "Father."

"What do you want daddy to do?"

"Father let me go..." As soon as the emperor raised his hand, Su Yan suddenly felt that his butt would suffer again, so he quickly changed his words, "Fuck lightly, Dad."

"Good boy." The emperor leaned over and placed him on the bed covered with a brocade quilt.

The muscles of Su Yan's legs were sore from exhaustion, and they trembled from time to time.The emperor felt distressed, so he asked him to lie on his side, bent one leg toward his chest, and entered from the side behind him, thrusting and inserting densely.

The gentleness after the storm was particularly moving, Su Yan moaned incomparably comfortably, was sent up to the clouds by the rippling spring water, and shot into the palm of the emperor.

After the soul returned to the body, he hurriedly reached under the pillow to take out a handkerchief to wipe the other party's hands, touched it a few times, and pulled out two oblate, slightly fragrant Pinpo fruits.

Su Yan stared at the two Ping Po Guo, his face gradually turned pale, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something to someone, but he couldn't utter a word between his lips, and finally condensed into a weeping cry at the corner of his mouth. The arc of a smile.

Tears gushed out of the eyes suddenly, but there was no sound at all, and they flowed silently.He buried his face deeply in the crook of his arm, biting a few rows of messy teeth marks on his arm.

The emperor thought that he was motionless because he was too tired, so he kissed his shoulder, tucked him in the quilt, got up, dressed and walked out of the room, and ordered the guards to bring in a large bucket of hot water and put it outside.

Not long after, the tub and hot water were ready, and the guards retreated in a well-trained manner.

The emperor picked up Su Yan and was about to scrub him himself, only to find that his arms were covered with bloody tooth marks.The teeth marks are deep and messy, which shows how painful and restless the mind is.The soft light in the emperor's eyes dimmed, and he asked, "Do you regret it?"

Su Yan shook his head, took a deep breath, and answered in a fixed voice, "Where love comes, how can you regret it?"

The emperor relaxed, caressed his arm, and sighed: "Don't worry about it. In this world, you can never be perfect. If you are too demanding on yourself, it is also a kind of torture to the person who loves you."

Su Yan sat blankly in the steaming tub for a moment, nodded and said: "The emperor is right. I don't want to be perfect, but I want to do my best. I figured it out."

"Thinking about what?"

Su Yan tilted his head to look at him, and asked without answering, "The bucket is so big, do you want to come in and wash it together?"

The emperor accepted the invitation with a smile.

The limbs of the two snuggled together in the hot water. Su Yan let out a long breath and leaned back on the side of the bucket. The emperor reached out one step ahead and used his arm as a pillow for him.

In the dense white mist, Su Yan's heart was unprecedentedly calm and peaceful, and he said softly: "When I was with the emperor before, I always had a trace of fear in my heart."

The emperor's arms around his waist tightened, but his tone was only indifferent: "Afraid of being punished, or even losing his head, do you feel that being with you is like being with a tiger?"

Su Yan chuckled: "At first it was, but then it gradually changed. What I'm afraid of is that once I cross the forbidden line with the emperor, I won't be able to return to the relationship between monarch and minister, and I won't be able to maintain the relationship between lovers. Too many external forces, public and private affairs have become messy, and they have to end badly, and even pay a more painful price."

The emperor was silent for a moment, then asked again: "What about now?"

"The strange thing is, I'm not afraid now." Su Yan turned his face and looked at him softly, "I found the psychological balance line.

"Why can I only choose one of the relationships between monarchs and ministers, friends, family members, lovers, etc.? Why can't I be both monarchs and ministers, but also lovers; both lovers and brothers? The relationship between people is inherently complicated and diverse. , clarified too clearly, it's like breaking love apart and analyzing it one by one, but it's boring.

"So in this room, we have the love of a scorpion, and above the court, we have the righteousness of a monarch and a minister, and we owe neither the country nor ourselves. What's wrong?"

The emperor smiled happily and gratifiedly, hugged him on his lap and kissed him: "What Aiqing said makes sense, I have been taught."

Su Yan put his arms around the emperor's neck, and pecked as if begging for a reward: "I enlightened myself, what reward does the emperor have?"

The emperor asked: "What do you want?"

Su Yan said lightly: "It's a good thing to be an official."

The emperor laughed: "Which one of the six ministers is suitable for you? How many cabinet ministers do you want? No matter how bad you are, there is Lan Xi, the No. 1 internal official. It depends on whether you are willing to part with this thing."

The emperor took the opportunity to touch between his legs, Su Yan smiled and thumped the other's shoulder, and after laughing enough, he said, "I want to be Wei Jun's supervisor."

The emperor thought for a while, and replied: "Okay. Advance the sentence to tomorrow, so as not to delay your schedule."

The two chatted for a while while washing.Until the water in the bucket was no longer warm, the emperor got up and carried Su Yan out of the tub, wiped it clean with a large cotton towel, and changed into clean pajamas.

Su Yan was a little overindulgent, her legs were still weak.The emperor sent him to the bed, kissed his forehead, and said, "Sleep well, I'm going back to the palace. The next morning, I will postpone the morning by an hour, and I will see you off."

Su Yan was reluctant, and hooked the emperor's finger, but he also knew that life was a long and short parting and reunion, and if the two loves lasted for a long time, how could they be in the same day and night.Grinding each other's fingers for a moment, they separated.

Before leaving, the emperor solemnly hung the jade seal back on Su Yan's neck: "After parting, let it accompany you for me."

Su Yan squeezed the seal, his old face blushed, and he spat: "Just wear it, don't stuff it around, or I'll be really angry!"

The emperor couldn't help but kissed him again until he was out of breath, and walked out of the room happily.