Broken Iron Clothes

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Yuan Mucheng leaned back slightly, put his arms behind his back, looked at the person in front of him with interest, and only waited for him to take the initiative.

Jiang Shiqing looked straight at him, stretched out his hand to untie the hair tie, and twisted the cloth strip between his fingers for a while.

"What are you playing?" Yuan Mucheng slightly bent his eyes, and his eyes followed his fingertips.

"you guess."

With the last crystal sugar ball in his mouth, Jiang Shiqing stroked the hairband in his hand, and slowly moved towards it.He covered Yuan Mucheng's eyes with cloth strips, and tied a knot at the back of his head.

The lingering fragrance of the hair was stained on the hairband, scattered along the bridge of the nose, hooking the tip of the nose as if scratching someone, when the eyes were closed, the breath seemed to be able to swim with the breath, gradually infecting the lungs.Yuan Mucheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being marked by the scent of the prey, and in the next second, someone pinched his chin and pried his mouth open.

The sugar-coated sweetness was brought into the mouth by the person, and the sour fragrance of the hawthorn came into his mouth when he bit it off. He hooked his tongue to taste this taste, and kept chasing the person to suck and bite.The beast's instinct magnified in his mind, causing him to swim up with his hands impatiently, clinging to Jiang Shiqing's waist.

Even though the kiss given by that man was full of tenderness and tenderness, it hit his nails exactly, making him unable to bear the temptation to snatch and snatch all the sweetness from the other's lips between his teeth.

Jiang Shiqing put his arms around the back of his neck, but the other hand was more reckless, and slowly moved from his waist to his chest. Yuan Mucheng suddenly felt that the things he was carrying were taken out, and when he was about to reach out to stop him, the person in his arms But also escaped.

He was still thinking about the tenderness just now, and dissatisfied, he tore off the headband that covered his eyes, only to see that Jiang Shiqing had already walked to the table with his things.

"I knew you were restless," Yuan Mucheng wrapped the hair band around his wrist, and walked over, "Why do you buy this?"

Jiang Shiqing put the cotton rope in his hand into the box, and said: "For some reason, the rosary broke suddenly, and I couldn't find a suitable cotton rope, so I happened to go to the street to buy some."

"Coincidentally?" Yuan Mucheng asked knowingly, "What did you want to do?"

Jiang Shiqing picked up the rosary beads scattered in the box and said, "Ask you."

Yuan Mucheng put his palms on his fingers, turned his head to look into his eyes, and said: "I only pick someone to settle accounts for me when I'm not around, I never thought that if I come back early, I will be anxious if I can't find you." ."

"Didn't the general watch it with relish from behind?" Jiang Shiqing's lips were still flushed, and when he opened his mouth, he still felt numb after being sucked by someone.

"Huai Chuan." Yuan Mucheng looked at the person in front of him who touched every sense in his body, raised his hand from his cheek to behind his ear, and then gently pressed the person in his arms.

"I love you." He whispered, stroking and stroking the back of Jiang Shiqing's neck with great affection.

He enjoys Jiang Shiqing's preference, and he has rediscovered the sense of stability of being cared for behind him, which was something he had lost for a long time after he went to Yuzhou.

Over the years, he has been used to climbing upwards, using his status as a general to guard the Jingping Palace and even the territory to the north of Dali, lest the weakness of the dynasty will make people despise his dignity.

But in Jiang Shiqing's eyes, he was Yuan Mucheng, even if he showed the worst appearance, he was still Yuan Mucheng who he was most willing to rely on and protect.

Jiang Shiqing smiled and said, "What, I didn't hear clearly."

"Didn't hear clearly?" Yuan Mucheng said, "Then let me put it another way."

Yuan Mucheng let go of the hairband on his wrist, walked slowly behind Jiang Shiqing, covered his eyes with the hairband according to the man's appearance just now, and then gently stroked it along his wrist bone, touching his neck. His wrists were pressed behind his back, clamped in his palms.

He leaned forward lightly, pushed Jiang Shiqing against the table, and breathed close to his ear.

"Where did he touch you?" Yuan Mucheng's voice was full of desire, and he could transmit that explicit thought directly to his heart through his ears.

Jiang Shiqing turned his face slightly, deliberately rubbed his cheek against his lips, and said, "I just remember how he looked at me, but I don't remember where I was touched."

"Really," Yuan Mucheng reached out and slid his hand along his jaw, "I'll think about it for you."

The slightly hot fingertips slid across the side of the neck and stayed for a moment at the scar on the right neck.

"Have you ever touched here?" Yuan Mucheng asked.

Jiang Shiqing's Adam's apple twitched slightly: "I don't remember."

The fingertips brushed the skin faintly, tracing the shape of the collarbone.

"What about here?" Yuan Mucheng said, "I don't remember either?"

Jiang Shiqing didn't answer, but his breathing gradually became heavier, and his fingers moved along the place where he was most likely to move, making his whole body go numb from the touch.

Yuan Mucheng looked at the blush on his face, and smiled with satisfaction: "Then you have to remember now, the place where I left the seal belongs to me, Yuan Xiao'an."

He held Jiang Shiqing's neck, raised the man's chin, opened his mouth to the exposed skin and swallowed it suddenly, the tip of his tongue and the bevel gear moved, leaving a deep red mark on the side of his neck. When he was fascinated again, the surging tide in his heart indulged his arrogance again, making him involuntarily stick to the man's back.

"Xiao'an, it hurts." Jiang Shiqing yelled in a low voice.

Yuan Mucheng's mind was clear for a moment, he loosened his mouth and turned the person around, he stretched out his fingers to stroke the scar left on the neck, and said, "You just know it hurts, do you understand?"

Jiang Shiqing didn't answer, but just grabbed his arm and leaned towards his face to ask for a kiss. Yuan Mucheng pressed his lips, and entangled him again.Yuan Mucheng didn't stop until the tied hair band was rubbed down by the fingers embedded in the hair and fell between the noses of the two of them.

"Just feel sorry for me and get better soon, huh?" Yuan Mucheng said.

Jiang Shiqing opened his eyes, and his eyelashes were wet with the watery light that brewed when he was emotional.

He looked at Yuan Mucheng's unbearable appearance, and said with a smile: "If you are so hard-hearted, you will be able to figure it out quickly."

"As long as you don't cry out for pain, I will naturally dare to be ruthless," Yuan Mucheng leaned against his neck and said, "but what I want is for you to get better soon."

He was afraid that Jiang Shiqing would be broken, and it seemed that if he thought about it a few times, he would be terribly afraid.

Jiang Shiqing shook his hand and said, "The general is considerate and considerate, which makes others envious."

Yuan Mucheng leaned against him and smiled: "Then I have to think about when to ask Xu Guo to call me daddy instead."

"Xuguo has her own father, what advantage do you have?"

Yuan Mucheng leaned comfortably, closed his eyes and rubbed against his neck, and said, "Then what does he want to call my brother's husband?"

"Call it an asshole."

Jiang Shiqing pushed the man away, and took out the dagger-wrapped handkerchief from Yuan Mucheng's waist, and said, "If you don't wipe it again, blood will get on your head, and it will rust."

Yuan Mucheng smiled, took the handkerchief over, and walked to the side of the couch to get the small jar of wine.

Jiang Shiqing pulled out the wooden stool, sat down facing the table, and asked, "What happened in the palace today?"

Yuan Mucheng stretched his legs to draw out another stool, sat down beside him, and said, "Young master, you have some news, what do you know?"

Jiang Shiqing opened the lid of the box, took out the cotton rope, and said, "I don't know, I just saw that you came back early, and you were not very happy when you first saw me."

Yuan Mucheng watched as Jiang Shiqing picked out the rosary beads and strung them on the rope one by one. He also uncovered the wine jar, and gently wiped the knife surface with a handkerchief dipped in wine.

"The matter of re-recording the book has just been mentioned at the beginning. His Majesty suddenly became ill. I have never seen anyone else since I was sent to the palace. I asked the imperial doctor and he only said that His Majesty had a stomach problem. But at this juncture something went wrong. I always feel weird."

Jiang Shiqing paused for a while, and asked, "What do you say about the book now?"

Yuan Mucheng said, "We will discuss it later."

"There is no comment on the grain and grass?"

Yuan Mucheng shook his head: "Now everything is tied together, there are Yan family and Feng family involved, and Sha Snake, the case of Wei Ningzhan has to wait for Yan Youqian's news, what about the matter of food and grass?" Xiao went to follow up, but the re-recording of the books was still stagnant. I originally thought that I would find a way to get His Majesty to give orders today, because it would take a lot of time to re-record the books. Going down is to give Feng some time."

Jiang Shiqing said: "But I was thinking that our original concern was that Sand Snake was still in touch with the Feng family, so if Sand Snake was arrested, it would inevitably arouse Feng's vigilance, but now that we want to catch Sand Snake, can it be less so? How worried are you?"

"You mean, Sand Snake and Feng's will cut off contact because of Cui Chengsheng's gap?"

"I'm not sure, I'm just guessing," Jiang Shiqing said, "After all, it's not a trivial matter to infiltrate the big forces in the city. Once Feng Ruoping shows his feet, Liu Zhaobi must rebel in order to protect himself, but Feng Han is still far away in the west, so the most important thing right now What they wanted was to send Liu Zhaobi out of the city first, and they definitely thought that the sooner he would be sent away, the better. If the Feng family rebels, it may not be too late to catch Sand Snake."

Yuan Mucheng looked at Jiang Shiqing's eyebrows and pondered, thinking whether he would dare to make this bet, and first find an opportunity to catch Sand Snake together.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Shiqing said again: "Or, do you think Liu Zhaoyu is really sick?"

A smile suddenly appeared in Yuan Mucheng's eyes: "Not necessarily."

Because he thought so too.

Yuan Mucheng said: "He used this trick in the early years to pretend to be sick and lazy. At first I didn't think of it when he suddenly vomited in the palace, but after I came out of the palace and thought about it, I felt more and more familiar. Sick what to do?"

Jiang Shiqing continued to string the rosary in his hand, and said: "I remember that he was quite intelligent when he was a prince, but he was said to be not enterprising because he wanted to have fun, and he is not as incompetent as he is now, right?"

"So, he is determined to do something. It seems that I have to find a chance to meet him."

Yuan Mucheng raised the knife to look carefully at the blood stains that might still be left on it by the light, then turned the veil over and wiped the dagger carefully.On the other side, Jiang Shiqing was bowing his head and patiently stringing rosary beads. The bodhi seeds that fell collided with the table and bounced, and the sound was intermittent like a clue.

After the two of them sat there and meditated for a while, Xu Guo suddenly entered the door and called out: "Master, General, Mr. Wen has brought someone over, and he is waiting in the front hall now."