The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

It was already late at night, and the sound of silk and bamboo came from afar.

King Yan is an elegant and hospitable host. An elegant and hospitable host should not be too stingy, nor should he be as generous as a local rich man.The girls who played and sang in this group never showed their face from the beginning to the end. They hid somewhere in the attic, and heard the sound of silk and bamboo strings and their melodious voices through the water.

At this moment, this elegant and hospitable host has not shown up for a long time since the last time he came out.

The woman in Chu Zhemei's arms was courteously persuading her to drink, "Master, it's such a starry night, why not be unhappy, why not have another drink."

This woman's enunciation is not clear, and she speaks with a soft foreign accent, which sounds unique.

Chu Zhemei wrapped her arms around her soft waist, slipped her hands into her robe, and said with a low smile, "Oh? Can you tell I'm unhappy?"

The woman giggled and said, "Itchy... Lord, please forgive me. What Master teaches is... how can a person like Master who wants everything and everything, be unhappy. The servant must have misunderstood it, because... The servants are also drunk." When she said the word drunk, her winking eyes flew sideways, showing all sorts of indescribable charms.

Chu Zhemei smiled and said, "Misunderstood? How do you think I will punish you?"

The woman snuggled into his arms, bit her lips and said, there seemed to be a lot of grievances in her eyes, but she lowered her eyebrows and said submissively, "How do you want to punish?"

Such a woman moved Chu Zhemei's heart a little bit. He smiled and said a few words in the woman's ear, and the woman's cheeks suddenly became pink and red, like a ripe honey that makes people want to take a bite. Peach.

Chu Zhemei walked into the tent holding her waist.Walking halfway, he turned around and said coldly to Lu Jiu, "You can't have a room tonight, tomorrow I will treat the poison for Master Su."

Su Muhua choked on the wine in the glass.

Lu Jiuhan finally hugged his moon, and patted Su Muhua's back with his hands like smooth hair.

Su Muhua leaned on his shoulder, looking at the moon in the sky.The young man's body is slender and strong, and the waist line under the thin summer shirt is simple and smooth.

The slightly lifted eyes are like the clearest amber, brighter than the stars in the sky.

Lu Jiuhan leaned under his eyelids, reaching out his hand to touch the extremely bright star. "When I was young, I was looking at the stars on the mountain behind Xunhuan Villa. One time, drops of water dripped from the stars and fell into my palm. Afterwards, I refused to wash my hands for a whole day."

Su Muhua closed his eyes and said lazily, "Drunkard, stay away from me."

Why is Lu Jiuhan willing to let go, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Su Muhua doesn't drink well, but he won't get drunk so quickly. "

Su Muhua's voice was a little cold, "It has nothing to do with you."

How could Lu Jiuhan allow him to do this, and put his arms around his shoulders, "Su Muhua, please speak clearly, what do you mean it has nothing to do with me?"

Su Muhua's phoenix eyes raised slightly, and his eyes met Shang Lu Jiu's cold and firm eyes with a lingering look.

He sneered, "I'm drunk, if you have anything to say, let's talk when you wake up."

Lu Jiuhan put a hand on his shoulder, Su Muhua turned his head and glared at him angrily, "Mr. Lu, why are you crazy?"

Lu Jiu sneered even colder, the strength in his hand was so strong, even though Su Muhua frowned in pain, he refused to let go.

Lu Jiuhan's eyes seemed to be dancing with flames, "Su Muhua, don't think I'm reluctant to hit you."

Su Muhua clenched his hands tightly and knocked Lu Jiuhan to the ground with one punch.

Lu Jiu laughed coldly, he stroked the corner of his broken mouth, and lifted himself up from the ground, "Okay, come again."

As soon as the voice fell, Su Muhua punched him again.Lu Jiu gave a cold compliment, grabbed his fist with one hand, wrapped Su Muhua around his waist, and fell to the ground.How could Su Muhua do what he wished.

If anyone in the world who knew their names saw this scene, they would be stunned.

Lu Jiuhan fought with him without using his internal strength, the two of them were like street gangsters who had never learned martial arts, with the most superficial fisting skills, you punched and kicked each other.

By the time both of them were lying on the ground, the moon had already set in the west, and the sound of silk and bamboo at the end of the water pavilion had also stopped.

The moon has already slanted, and the sky is still not clear. In the darkness, only the heartbeat and panting of the two can be heard quietly, as if they can touch the true peace.

Lu Jiuleng's face was already painted, and the corners of his lips were also slightly bruised. He lay on the ground panting heavily, "Hey, are you feeling better?"

Su Muhua was not much better than him, half of his sleeves were torn off, and the wooden hairpin that tied his hair fell to the ground and fell into two halves.He tilted his head and sighed slightly, "Today I heard that Gu Hong is pregnant...I feel very sad."

Lu Jiuhan raised his body and leaned over to kiss him. The wine case had been overturned by the two of them, and the wine glass fell to the ground.

Lu Jiuleng's kiss was a bit fierce and aggressive, as if he wanted to finish the last fight.

Su Muhua's whole body became hot from the kiss, and the roots of his ears were slightly red, and he instinctively wanted to struggle.

Lu Jiu caressed the back of his neck coldly, preventing him from retreating, his lips pressed against his, and his eyes were dignified and bright.

When the man was silent, he tightly wrapped his arms around him, and the breath on his face carried a strong sense of oppression.

Lu Jiuhan kissed him vigorously until his breathing became heavy, he had to let go of Su Muhua bitterly, and cursed Chu Zhemei in a low voice.Hearing Su Muhua's low panting by his ears, he felt in a good mood.

He smiled lowly and said, "Aren't you the owner of the treasure building who is full of wine, sex and wealth? Why do you look like a child?"

"you..."

"Shh, it's okay, Su Muhua, I will accompany you if you want to fight in the future. It's just that I can't listen to that kind of talk, as long as you don't...fuck...say anything that has nothing to do with me."

Su Muhua met his eyes, stared for a long time, and finally couldn't help but smile.

Fighting this inexplicable fight with this inexplicable person, the pain in his heart was inexplicably calmed down.

Among men, if there are friends who can fight, and drink together after the fight, they must be very good friends.It is enough to have a confidant in life. It must be a very happy thing to have such a friend.

But what about lovers?He raised his eyebrows and lived a peaceful life, never even blushing.If you move your hands one day, it will be like a crack in the perfect porcelain?

Even if men agree with each other, the feelings are not the same as those between men and women.

So they can fight, they can drink, and they can make each other happy together.

These two equally strong men, they are first of all friends who just happen to desire each other.

The appearance of the two people was really invisible, the two looked at each other and smiled, left a message and went back to the inn to change their robes, and rested separately.

As for the fact that Lu Jiuleng took a cold shower before going to bed, Su Muhua saw it and just pretended he didn't.

At noon the next day, Chu Zhemei had changed into a brocade robe and sat in the lobby of the inn.

Su Muhua went downstairs and sat in front of him, picked up the shumai in front of him and ate.

Chu Zhemei said, "Lord Su, you really don't know what politeness is? At least you should be more polite to those who want to save you."

Su Muhua said, "Palace Master Chu, wait a moment. Whether you can save me or not is a matter of whether I want you to save me."

Chu Zhemei laughed, "Oh? It's interesting. It's the first time I've heard such words from a patient. Then, I would like to ask, what is Master Su willing to let me save you?"

Su Muhua said, "I'm waiting for Palace Master Chu to tell me a story first."

Chu Zhemei laughed loudly, "Sure enough, it's easy to talk to smart people."

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