Broken Iron Clothes

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Jiang Shiqing had only taken a few steps in front, who would have thought that Yuan Mucheng would suddenly step forward and hug him horizontally, and would not let go.

Jiang Shiqing was hugged suddenly by him, only felt that his feet were empty, and fell into the burning embrace of that man again, losing the wind.He was unsure, and when he realized that the two were acting intimately, he was afraid of being seen, so he could only say in a low voice, "Yuan Xiao'an, why are you crazy?"

"Isn't Vice Zhuang Zhuang angry at me for biting you?" Yuan Mucheng looked down at him with a smile on his face. "Today I'll show you as a mad dog."

"Mad dog," Jiang Shiqing laughed, raised his eyes to look back at him, and said calmly, "The general is so self-deprecating, how can I go along with it?"

"However," Jiang Shiqing stretched his arms around the back of his neck, raised his face with strength, and got closer to him, then looked into his eyes and smiled softly, "I will bite when I am anxious."

"That's good, where to bite? Mouth, neck," Yuan Mucheng said, moving his gaze along his eyes all the way to his neck, and then slowly moved to his abdomen, to a more hidden place, "or go further Down?"

It is hidden in the twilight mixed with a seductive mood, making both of them distracted and breathing disorderly.Jiang Shiqing was a little at a loss by the man's fiery gaze, and turned his face away, but Yuan Mucheng looked at it with gusto, without shame or shame.

Some faint noises came from the main hall. It should be that Zhong Dingshan hadn't seen Yuan Mucheng pick him up for a long time, so he couldn't help looking out.Hearing the movement, Jiang Shiqing didn't have time to think about it, and immediately loosened the hand around the back of Yuan Mucheng's neck, pushed his shoulder by the way, and said, "I don't have the heart to talk nonsense to you, let me down."

Yuan Mucheng smirked, turned him upside down, and said, "Call Brother Yuan and listen."

Jiang Shiqing was stunned, and pressed the man's shoulders, trying to stand up and break free, but all these resistances were in vain, and they couldn't extinguish Yuan Mucheng's entangled fire at all.

Feeling annoyed, he clenched Yuan Mucheng's arm and said, "Yuan Xiao'an, don't push yourself too hard."

Yuan Mucheng secretly increased the strength in his hands, not giving him the slightest chance to break free: "It shouldn't be this attitude to ask for help from others."

Jiang Shiqing is well aware of Yuan Mucheng's temperament, and he also knows that it is useless to say anything to that person except to be submissive, but he also feels that these three words are full of intimacy and love' desire, and when they are called out like this in his teeth, they are sweet and sweet. Lingering.So he neither advanced nor retreated, and could only stand in a stalemate with Yuan Mucheng.

"If you don't tell me, you can go inside." After saying that, Yuan Mucheng lifted his feet and stepped onto the corridor, the dim yellow candlelight in the lantern poured down, driving back the night that covered the two of them.

The secret ambiguity was suddenly exposed, and Jiang Shiqing was forced to have no way out, so he had no choice but to squeeze the hands under his legs tightly.Yuan Mucheng stopped and looked down at him again.

"You bastard." Jiang Shiqing said to him very softly.Yuan Mucheng couldn't deny it, and just stared at the person with a smile, waiting for the title that resembled a love language to reach his ears.

After a while, Jiang Shiqing said: "...Yuan."

Jiang Shiqing paused in embarrassment, and whispered, "Brother Yuan."

After the short words, Jiang Shiqing's ears suddenly turned red. Yuan Mucheng admired this shy color with satisfaction, and slowly said two words: "Continue."

"You bastard." Jiang Shiqing cursed.

"I didn't know?" Yuan Mucheng said shamelessly, "Your Master Yuan is soft or not, how about it, should I carry you in, or should you call me twice?"

Jiang Shiqing bit her lip, put her arms around his neck, put her arms around his ears, and called out affectionately, "Brother Yuan."

This time Yuan Mucheng heard it clearly, and was softened by the cry, and the tip of his heart was gently scratched, leaving a more indelible mark.

He put Jiang Shiqing down gently, but the man pulled his collar directly after he fell to the ground, and whispered angrily in his ear: "Yuan Xiao'an, you bastard."

Yuan Mucheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and was about to stretch out his arms to hook Jiang Shiqing's hand back, but he couldn't keep up with the windy pace under the man's feet, and he didn't even step on his shadow.

The rich aroma of wine and meat spilled out of the hall, Yuan Mucheng delivered several dishes to Jiang's house today, filling up a large table.

Soon, Jiang Shiqing entered the table, and Yuan Mucheng sat next to him. Zhong Dingshan was in a good mood today, and he didn't treat Yuan Mucheng as an outsider, so he would walk around to him for a few drinks from time to time.

There were many people in Jiang's house, although the table was full, everyone had their own thoughts, Yuan Mucheng watched for a while, and finally sorted out some relationships.

Gu Nanxing was dedicated to Yi Qinchen, He Xiao and Ji Dong were secretly playing riddles, Xu Guo took care of the shy Lin Song, Cigu took care of the table full of people, only Zhong Dingshan carried the wine bottle to Gu Nanxing and Yuan Mucheng ran back and forth, while Jiang Shiqing ate the food in front of him in silence.

Yuan Mucheng watched Jiang Shiqing pick up the few dishes in front of him several times, and didn't go to the few dishes that were far enough away, so he got up and put some of the whole table's dishes into his own bowl, creating a pile of dishes. Xiao Shan, taking advantage of Jiang Shiqing's absence from holding the bowl, changed the empty bowl in front of the man.

"Grow more meat, or you will touch your hands." Yuan Mucheng tilted his head and said in a low voice.

Jiang Shiqing's expression remained the same, he took the bowl full of food in front of him, buried his head in eating, but his feet couldn't be idle, and he stepped directly on Yuan Mucheng's boots.

Yuan Mucheng's feet hurt, but he was trampled to his heart's content, and he drank several glasses with Zhong Dingshan and Gu Nanxing.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhong Dingshan was in high spirits, pulling Gu Nanxing to talk nonsense, the table was full of people, but Jiang Shiqing left the table first, and went to the pharmacy specially arranged for Zhong Dingshan in the house alone.

There were several stoves in the pharmacy, which were specially used for boiling medicine. Jiang Shiqing took the medicine packs that had been prepared a long time ago, poured the medicine into the medicine jar and mixed it with water, and silently boiled the medicine on the stove.

"Outside we eat good wine and good meat, why are we in Huaichuan smelling the smell of medicine here alone?"

Jiang Shiqing glanced at the sound, and Yuan Mucheng came over at some point, leaning against the door frame with folded arms and looking at him lazily.

Jiang Shiqing glanced at Huohou, then straightened up and replied, "Second Master Yuan is quite capable of coaxing people. I think it would be more appropriate to hang a plaque with the word 'Yuan' on the outside of Jiang's house sooner or later."

Yuan Mucheng snorted and said, "It's a pity, I didn't use my energy in the right place. The one I most wanted to coax has been running out these days, and I didn't coax him."

Jiang Shiqing carefully considered Yuan Mucheng's tone just now, and felt some dissatisfaction from it, so he leaned against the table and smiled lightly: "Listening to the tone of the second son Yuan, do you hold grudges?"

Yuan Mucheng was still leaning against the door, but his gaze was still on Jiang Shiqing. He smiled along with the man, but he was not very happy: "I just admire Vice Master Jiang's good skills, I am ashamed of myself."

"How to say?" Jiang Shiqing asked.

"Vice Zhuang Zhuang Jiang coaxed people over the wall to steal incense, and he can act as if nothing happened afterwards. There is still incense left on my couch, and it won't go away for ten days and half a month." Yuan Mucheng lifted his feet and walked in, "You just hang out Me, what do you mean?"

Jiang Shiqing frowned slightly, and there was a bit of grievance in his words: "I neither moved nor ran away, but I was so restless that I didn't let you see after a few days. In the past, when I didn't see you for more than ten days, I didn't Seeing the Second Master Yuan chasing me for accountability."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that your sleep will be in vain, and I'm worried that you dare not come to the door to cry, so I have no choice but to chase after you," Yuan Mucheng picked up a wet cloth from the table, opened the lid of the medicine jar, and looked inside. Gradually rolled out the dark brown potion, and continued, "Where did you go today?"

Jiang Shiqing watched his movements, and said nonsense: "It's nothing to say to have fun."

"Then I'm curious," Yuan Mucheng closed the lid, shook the wet cloth covered with heat, and threw it on the table, "Who can be more powerful than you, Mr. Yuan? Seeing the flowers, how can you beg you to show me a smile because of the word 'like'?"

This was the first time Jiang Shiqing heard the word "like" from Yuan Mucheng's mouth, but he felt sour and astringent.

A general who was worshiped by others lowered his posture in front of him, and said "I like" to him annoyed and aggrieved. He was obviously happy beyond description, but he still wanted to push him away cold-bloodedly, but he was reluctant to push him away too cruelly. he.

He is greedy for everything about Yuan Mucheng, but his life is cold and painful, and it may end abruptly at any time. He never wants to drag Yuan Mucheng into his life, does not want him to see his despicability, and does not want to let his hatred and suffering Become his shadow, let alone let his own death become his burden.

But that night he was impulsive. In order to avoid Jiang Yu, he went to Yuan Mucheng in a daze to seek pleasure, but he really provoked Yuan Mucheng completely. Now he can't afford the price, so he can only escape.

Jiang Shiqing avoided Yuan Mucheng's blunt and enthusiastic gaze, and continued: "Don't just talk about me, isn't the second son of Yuan very busy these days, can the chairs in the household department still sit comfortably?"

The light in Yuan Mucheng's eyes faded in an instant, and his voice lost his voice: "It's not comfortable, I'm so cold that I'm flustered, but I'm thick-skinned and shameless. , I thought I could cover the heat, but people don't take me seriously at all."

Seeing what Jiang Shiqing said, Yuan Mucheng felt sullen in his heart.In this half of his life, he has only strongly liked this one person, and he still wants to live and die with that person, to linger until death.He was obsessed with the time he spent with that person, but he felt a cycle of disappointment and anticipation from it.

But Jiang Shiqing could easily stab his heart with a knife.No matter how hard the tie was, as long as that person said a few nice words casually, he would hold his heart and lean forward again.

He could expose all his weaknesses to Jiang Shiqing, but he had never seen that person's sincerity.

It turned out that Jiang Shiqing's heart was colder than he expected.

Jiang Shiqing understood what he said, but he didn't respond at all.Yuan Mucheng tasted unwillingness from the silence, and even his heart throbbed unwillingly, hitting his chest, trembling with pain.

He couldn't bear the pain anymore, turned around and moved in front of Jiang Shiqing, squeezed the man's hand and pressed it against the table, and rubbed the palm and wrist so hard that it turned red.

He approached him, but only rested his forehead on Jiang Shiqing's shoulder, quietly waiting for the man's refusal.

But Jiang Shiqing didn't move, just let him hold, rub, and hold.Yuan Mucheng suddenly found a ray of dawn, raised his face and rubbed his face from the side of the man's neck up to his ear, then kissed his ear very softly, and asked as if begging: "Jiang Huaichuan, Do you hate me... all the things I have done to you, have you ever hated me?"

He didn't ask Jiang Shiqing to say he likes him, at least, at least don't hate him so much, but if Jiang Shiqing really said something disgusting, he would...

Yuan Mucheng was full of apprehension, and he clenched his hands tighter and tighter. He had never been so humble before. He was stubborn and arrogant even when he was looked down upon by others in the Yuzhou camp, but now he begged Jiang Shiqing almost in fear for the word "like". Don't hate him.

At this time, Yuan Mucheng was like a dog with drooping ears after being scolded. Jiang Shiqing looked at his pitiful appearance, his heart softened, and he couldn't bear to say a word against his will to satirize him and hurt him.

Jiang Shiqing froze and calmed down for a long time, but still couldn't survive the half-second struggle, so he sighed a little and said softly, "No."