The runaway general of the black-bellied book

After several glasses of wine, Li Yuze's vision gradually blurred.He shook his head hard, trying to wake himself up.

Seeing this, Fang Yimin held his hand and asked, "Congyi...what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"Zilan...Your wine has a lot of stamina." Li Yuze said in a daze, "I shouldn't be bad at drinking, why did I only drink a little, that's it..."

Before he finished speaking, he hiccupped his mouth first.Li Yuze chuckled, and he still didn't forget to tell Fang Yimin: "Zilan, you are weak, this wine is too strong, you should drink less, or you will hurt your body..."

Fang Yimin looked at him with unclear eyes, but nodded obediently on the surface: "Okay, I will obey Yi in everything."

After being drunk, Li Yuze's brain circuits became more straightforward, as if someone had cut off a section out of thin air, and he had no worries about doing anything.

His hand was held by Fang Yimin, and he felt a warmth covering the back of his hand. Li Yuze subconsciously touched the back of the other's hand with his other hand.

This time, the lustrous and jade-like touch was treated with the strength of alcohol, and it felt a little addictive.

Li Yuze held his friend's hand, and smiled obsessively: "Zi Lan, your hand...why, why is it so delicate?"

"My hands... are not like that." Li Yuze hiccupped again and rubbed his fingertips in disgust.

Fang Yimin held onto his fingertips and rubbed them carefully, with a smile in his eyes: "We have been shooting arrows since we were young. I don't know how to do these things, so I'm not like you."

As if by a strange coincidence, Li Yuze actually put that pale fingertip to his mouth, and softly closed his mouth.

He didn't finish his mouth, as if he had tasted something, he also commented: "It's fragrant and soft, and it smells good."

Fang Yimin was completely stunned by his actions, and after a while, he said: "Congyi..."

——Is what you think now mean what I think?

The drunkard in front of him laughed, as if it wasn't enough, he took Fang Yimin's fingertips and kissed him several times.

Fang Yimin touched his face with the other hand, and asked gently: "Then do you like it?"

Li Yuze put down his fingers, and held Fang Yimin's hand on his cheek.

Li Yuze's eyes were dark, staring at the other person's eyes, almost startled Fang Yimin, thinking that Li Yuze had regained consciousness.

Who knew that Li Yuze just put his cheek in his palm and rubbed it lightly.

His expression is very similar to that of a lion resting in the sun after a full lunch—the predatory and possessive desire on his body has not disappeared, but because the presence around him makes him feel at ease, he naturally shows a lazy expression appearance.

Li Yuze didn't answer, Fang Yimin asked again: "Cong Yi, do you like it?"

--do you like me?

Li Yuze withdrew his face from his palm, distanced himself from Fang Yimin, and looked at him carefully.

This kind of gaze is different from the normal gaze between the two - Fang Yimin feels like he is a prey that the other party is preying on, or a product is facing his only customer, nervously waiting for the other party's judgment or acceptance .

Even when he was drunk, Li Yuze's thoughtfulness remained unchanged.

He didn't make Fang Yimin wait too long, and then picked up the other's fingers and kissed again: "I like it."

Hearing his answer, Fang Yimin regretted that he didn't ask the question clearly just now... He didn't know that the other party liked his hands?Still like him?

But Li Yuze quickly gave a clear answer: "I like Zilan."

The drunken alcoholic hiccupped again, suddenly depressed, and muttered, "But Zilan doesn't seem to like me..."

This is the most aggrieved word for Fang Yimin in the world.He bit his lip and asked dissatisfied: "How do you know?"

——How do you know that I don't like you?You haven't even told me... If you tell me that you like me, I will definitely agree to you without hesitation! ! !

He really couldn't think of any circumstances under which he would reject this person—Fang Yimin realized that perhaps he should be thankful that Li Yuze had a good character, so that he could live a good life as he is now, and even be taken care of by the other party.

After all, if Li Yuze really asks for something too much... he seems to have no other choice except to agree and do his best to fulfill the other party's wishes.

When Li Yuze heard his question, his expression became more sad, and he even let go of the other party's hand.

He shook his head, his voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by the second person: "Zi Lan... is going to marry my sister soon. I can't let him know... This is not good..."

When am I going to marry...? ! !

Just as Fang Yimin was about to refute, he suddenly noticed that Li Yuze's expression was extremely guilty, and he couldn't help but regret the pretentious way to test him before.

——Li Yuze's thinking is simple, he always says what he says, and the other party firmly believes it.Fang Yimin hinted to the other party that he would have an affair with the Li family, and the other party naturally thought that it was him and Li Zitong...

He had developed a good impression of himself, but because of the upcoming marriage, he could only suppress it hard, not daring to say anything.

Then Cong Yi, shouldn't he have condemned himself many times in his heart...?

Fang Yimin bit his lip guiltily.

——Li Yuze has a straightforward personality, but it's not that he doesn't understand these ethics.For him, liking his future brother-in-law is even more unacceptable and absurd than falling in love with his best friend.

He clearly knew that this kind of feeling shouldn't be done, but he couldn't control himself, so he could only struggle day after day, sinking into it again.

Fang Yimin hugged him immediately, wanting to let the person in front of him get rid of these self-blame and guilt: "I don't want to marry your sister, Zitong is to me just like she is to you...I love her as much as my own sister of."

——What he wanted was never someone else... only this one from beginning to end.Even his family members are nothing more than natural Aiwujiwu.

"really?"

Li Yuze raised his head with drunken eyes, and said in a daze, "No... who are you? Can what you say count? No, I can only believe it if Zilan tells me."

Fang Yimin couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect Li Yuze to be so drunk that he didn't even recognize him.

He didn't explain to Li Yuze again - at this time, the drunk in front of him probably couldn't listen to anything anymore.Instead of using words to convince him, it is better to let this piece of wood understand directly.

I don't know when they started not to be together, the figures of the two hugged each other tightly, and gradually merged into one, forming a long reflection under the lamp.

Lips and tongues are intertwined, and if either party moves back a little to breathe calmly, the other party will eagerly intervene, and they will not be together again.

The cups on the tea table had been poured badly. Li Yuze kept his mouth shut. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Yimin's favorite purple teapot, which was about to fall to the ground. Back to the original position.

There are so many things here that it is not a convenient place to do business.Li Yuze distanced himself from the person in his arms, and put their foreheads against their foreheads, both of them were breathing heavily.

After a while, he calmed down and asked, "Shall we go to the room? Here, I'm always afraid that you will bump into something..."

There are too many sharp corners in this place, he himself is fine, he is used to rough skin and thick flesh, even if the arrow penetrates the armor and penetrates the flesh, Li Yuze does not frown.

But Fang Yimin's snow-white skin and flesh had never seen any strong winds and waves. If he bumped into anything, he didn't have to wait until tomorrow, and he would be bruised and purple within an hour.

At this point, only Li Yuze has the time to think about these things. Fang Yimin has lost all his senses after being told not to get dirty. I am afraid that even if the other party asks him to kneel on the ground at this moment, he will agree without hesitation.

He put his hands around Li Yuze's neck, stroked the other's hair, and after parting his lips for less than a minute, he eagerly went to look for Li Yuze.

When the lips were stuck together again, Fang Yimin said in a daze, "Okay, then go to the room...you can say whatever you want..."

Originally, Li Yuze only needed a nod from him, and he didn't need to worry about anything else.Fang Yimin didn't even need to touch the ground before he was hugged by a pair of powerful arms.

Following the bumpy movements of the person holding him, Fang Yimin's legs pressed against Li Yuze's waist as if he had learned it without a teacher, and his hands were clenched behind Li Yuze's neck.

The person in this posture is even more clingy, as if he is determined to be what grows on Li Yuze's body, and he refuses to separate from him for a moment.

Holding Fang Yimin is more than enough for Li Yuze's physical strength, no matter how tightly the opponent sticks to him, it will not hinder too much for a general with sensitive five senses and a battle-hardened experience.

Therefore, even with a clingy spirit on his body, General Li Yuze arrived at Fang Yimin's room smoothly and quickly.

He just put him on the bed and wanted to untie his clothes, but Fang Yimin immediately stuck to him, wrapping his white jade arms around his neck, begging in a low voice, "I want to kiss..."

Maybe it's because of his birth, or maybe it's because Fang Yimin really hasn't experienced any hardship since he was a child. His skin is as tender as a peeled egg, and the parts that don't see the light are even more fair.

But Li Yuze is just the opposite—although he could barely be considered a snow-white dumpling when he was just born, but after so many years of life on the battlefield, exposed to the sun and wind, his skin has already turned into a wheat color, with just the right muscles, showing everywhere With a subtle sense of power.

At this moment, Fang Yimin's delicate skin was sticking to Li Yuze's neck, stained with sticky sweat, and the snow white and wheat colors blended together, which inexplicably made people blush and heartbeat.

The person in his arms is terribly stalking, and he knows Li Yuze very well, knowing what he likes most and what he doesn't like.

Fang Yimin has always been able to please others, but most of the time, he is not interested in others, and he doesn't bother to spend his energy on these places.

This kind of indifference and arrogance is inherent in Mr. Xiao Fang, and he is so used to it by his proud talent and family background that he can't control it.

It's just that now, when he starts to put all his thoughts on one person, no matter who it is, he can't say no to him.

"Well, Cong Yi, I want you..."

The last few syllables of the words were swallowed by the lips and teeth, and became slurred.And because of the gradually rising temperature in the room, there is a bit more warm atmosphere.

Fang Yimin didn't say what he wanted from Li Yuze, but maybe it was because of his spiritual connection, or maybe it was the pot of wine that opened his eyes, and Li Yuze somehow understood it.

Just looking at the slender wrist of the person below him, Li Yuze suddenly hesitated: "But, you will hurt..."

He didn't know the details of these things, but he was very clear about himself.

Although Gu Qianwang was almost unable to suppress it, and Zilan gave him the utmost indulgence as usual, but Li Yuze was still afraid that his recklessness and ignorance would hurt him...

——Even when his consciousness is not so clear, when Gu Qianwang is about to lose his mind, he is reluctant to let Fang Yimin hurt him.

Fang Yimin held his face in both hands, warmed by his caring and caring as always, there was a gentle smile in his eyes besides staring.

He shook his head and said softly, "It's okay."

Fang Yimin's face was a little more shy, and he had unprecedented courage: "I'm not afraid."

Seeing that Li Yuze was still a little hesitant, and his body was approaching instinctively, Fang Yimin couldn't help but smile, put his arms around his neck, and immediately pulled him to him.

Nose to nose with Li Yuze, Fang Yimin begged in a low voice: "Congyi, please, please love me..."

Being hugged so tightly, Fang Yimin's pleasant smell penetrated into Li Yuze's nostrils, making him even more distracted.

Zilan's voice was originally cold, but perhaps because of the influence of his passion, it became a little hoarse at the moment, which made his tone inexplicably a little bewitching.

Under this kind of double temptation, no one can resist, and Li Yuze is not surprised.

As if he was fascinated, he wrapped his arms around the thin waist of the person below him, and couldn't help but lift the person onto him with all his strength.

Before starting, Li Yuze suppressed his longing for the last time, and reminded politely, "It might hurt."

— But... I couldn't help it.

Unable to get an answer, Fang Yimin blocked his hesitation with his lips.

Li Yuze turned his back on his teeth, and the two of them were inseparable from each other again.

The moon has set on the treetops again, and the lover is naturally lingering and fascinated.