[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

The king of Xiangyang was written like this, so he naturally wanted to have a good talk with Su Shi, but when he went out, the people were full of people who wanted to criticize him. Go to the hut.

To say that Su Shi was not in despair at this time, why he was reduced to the point where he lived in a thatched cottage was all due to his temper.

I heard that Su Shi was very elegant and handsome, but he didn't like women, and he didn't like to hear about his broken sleeves, so he just lived outside the city, away from the crowd, and made a living by writing books and poems.

Kaifeng Minwen Sanzhi, one of Kaifeng Minwen, was written and published by him himself.

Su Zizhan was painting in the room at this time. Originally, he wanted to draw Zhang Deshuai who was sleeping on the beauty chair with his eyes closed, but the restless beauty was full of air, with a face full of silver teeth and white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyebrows. His brows were filled with joy, and he refused to close his eyes obediently.

Seeing him like this, Su Zizhan paused and gave him an annoyed look, but the instigator made further progress. Not only did his movements become bolder, but he even gradually lifted his own robe from his wrist to the bend of his arm, and looked at Su Zizhan. A few flirtatious winks.

Su Zizhan didn't care how much he seduced him there, and he was painting without any distraction. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to him at all, Zhang Deshuai wanted to sit up suddenly, but his elbows were unsteady, but he fell to the ground, his head sank, His forehead hit the table leg, and it hurt so much.

The skin wasn't broken at all, just flushed, Zhang De was ready to get up handsomely, but before he moved, he suddenly felt that he fell into the arms of the person behind him.

Su Zizhan was so frightened by the blow just now, he threw the pen away, and quickly knelt down and hugged Zhang Deshuai to check the wound on his forehead. Seeing that he was fine, he carefully kissed the wound, pursed his lips and said, "You are Be safe, how could such an accident happen?"

Zhang Deshuai's thin skin and tender flesh are his favorite appearance. Su Zizhan treats him like his ancestor, which makes him more courageous. Can live with him.

Zhang Deshuai grabbed Su Zizhan's hand and touched his forehead. His fingertips were cold and smelled like ink, which fascinated him. Zhang Deshuai couldn't help turning his mouth slightly, and said, "Look, it's swollen."

Su Zizhan couldn't help him, he stroked the smooth and full forehead with his fingers, his fingertips ran back and forth on the slightly raised red and swollen area, his eyes were full of tenderness.He concentrated on rubbing Zhang Deshuai's injury, but the person under him was no longer in pain, and his hands were loose, and he started to stir up flames everywhere on Su Zizhan's body.

Knowing that he was begging for sex, Su Zizhan laughed, grabbed the troublesome hand with one hand, and kissed Zhang Deshuai's sideburns all the way.

King Xiangyang finally found the place, saw the miniature of the thatched hut from a distance, and jumped over happily, but found that what he arrived at was not the front door of the hut, but directly passed through a field of corn leaves about the height of a person. Came to the window at the back of the house.

This place is rarely visited by people, and Zhang Deshuai never suppressed his joyful voice. The King of Xiangyang heard what seemed to be a very strange sound coming from the house, so he cautiously leaned over to the window and glanced sideways. Beautiful picture, without thinking about it, I squatted down.

... what did he see? ? ? ?

Su...Su Shi's base scene? ?

day!

He will die, will he die?Accidentally peeped into the privacy of a well-known writer's account...

Having said that, the voice inside is really loud... and it's getting louder and louder.

Is it really okay for them to be like this in broad daylight?

The king of Xiangyang was tossing and turning in his mind, thinking wildly, and it took him a long time to realize that he should leave quietly now, pretending that he hadn't said that he hadn't been here, and just got up, but saw Su Zizhan leaning against the window with his front open, his upper body was almost completely covered. Leaning out the window: "My lord is here, what can I do?"

King Xiangyang: "..."

No, the current situation is really embarrassing, the King of Xiangyang was trying to pretend that he was not a prince, when he looked up, he saw the man with half-faded clothes inside.

"Zhang Deshuai?!"

Zhang Deshuai's good business was disturbed, and he was angry, when he called him, he smiled and said: "My lord, is it comfortable to listen to the corner? Could it be that Mr. Zhan is not good at serving at night, so you have developed such a hobby?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Xiangyang immediately understood that Zhang Deshuai was responsible for everything, he frowned, and said, "Just because this king accidentally offended you yesterday, you want Su Xueshi to slander this king in Kaifeng folk news? "

Su Zizhan cleverly turned his side to block Xiangyang Wang Ruju's sight, his chest was exposed, and some red stars were faintly visible on it, "I don't know why the prince used the word slander? Is it wrong to write it down?"

"Or you and Mr. Zhan don't have that kind of relationship, he's not your male favourite?"

King Xiangyang immediately averted his eyes, and said, "Of course not! You guys are going too far with such an ugly word like male pet!"

"Oh? Not a male favourite?" Zhang Deshuai folded his outer robe behind him, and said with a smile, "It turns out that the majestic King of Xiangyang is also the one at the bottom?"

"You...!" The King of Xiangyang really felt that these two people lived in seclusion all year round, isolated from the world, without any sense of shame implicit in the ancients, obviously Zhang Deshuai is still a son of a big family, how could they be so virtuous?

Seeing that King Xiangyang was flushed with anger, Su Zizhan slowly unfolded the fan placed by the window, and smiled lightly: "If the prince came today to let me clarify for you, then you can go back."

"Why? You wrote this, it's clearly nonsense!" With such arrogance and arrogance, the King of Xiangyang's impression of Su Shi plummeted, but he was also embarrassed to beat up such a frail scholar.

The King of Xiangyang endured it, forced a smile, and said, "Then, I would like to ask the great scholar Su, how can you hold your hand high?"

Su Zizhan looked back at Zhang Deshuai who had slightly flushed cheeks behind him, and said, "Wait until his anger subsides."

Zhang Deshuai was lying on the beauty chair throwing grapes to eat, and laughed when he heard this, "But my son is very hard to get angry, so the prince doesn't need to waste his energy in vain."

Wang Kun of Xiangyang glanced at him, his expression remained undisturbed, and he said angrily, "Okay, you guys are great."

Zhang Yaozuo's son, right?

Can't cure you, can't cure your father?

The King of Xiangyang turned around and was about to leave. Su Zizhan closed his fan Zhuoli, slapped his palm lightly, looked at him meaningfully, and suddenly said, "My lord is indeed different from the one in the rumors. When I saw him today, I realized how cute he is." .”

cute?

The King of Xiangyang paused, his hand clenched into a fist unconsciously, and was about to strike when Zhang Deshuai threw something behind him, Zhang Deshuai also walked to the window, and said with a smile: "Everyone is here, my lord, don't go away empty-handed." Ah. Seeing how confused you are, you must be a piece of wood on the bed. This young master kindly gave the prince some good things, and you can take them back and enjoy them slowly."

King Xiangyang's pupils dilated, and he froze on the spot. Those bottles and cans rolled to his feet, as if a silent insult. King Xiangyang couldn't bear it any longer. When he turned his head, his eyes had turned into deep blackness.

The sun shone through the woods, sprinkled patches of mottled spots, and fell on the shoulders of King Xiangyang, like broken light and shadows. King Xiangyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you as dirty as me?"

Su Zizhan had an intuition that something was wrong with the King of Xiangyang, and seeing Zhang Deshuai's complacent face, he wanted to say more, so he immediately shouted: "Shut up!"

Zhang Deshuai was not happy to be taught by Su Zizhan like this, and before he could speak, he saw that the king of Xiangyang had flashed back to the window like a ghost, and his hands became claws, firmly pinching Su Zi Zhan's throat.

Zhang Deshuai seemed to have lost his soul, he just stayed where he was, and didn't move until Su Zizhan began to gasp for breath, then he woke up and hurried over to help.

Su Zizhan is just a literati and does not know martial arts, while Zhang Deshuai is just a dude who only knows how to eat, drink and play. The two of them are like insignificant ants in front of the King of Xiangyang at this time. Zhang Deshuai was flustered and hurriedly said: "Let him go!" , my lord, please let him go, we will never disrespect you again..."

King Xiangyang was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he let go of his hand in pain as if his hand was hot, and said in a daze: "How could it be..."

He wanted to kill, and it was so strong that he almost couldn't control himself and killed Su Zizhan.The King of Xiangyang slowed down for a moment, and saw that Zhang Deshuai had thrown himself on the ground and hugged Su Zizhan, who was coughing desperately. He paused for a moment, turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhang Deshuai leaned over from the window to see, and was sure that King Xiangyang had really left, so he wiped off his sweat and lay limp on the ground, "Zizhan...why does he seem to be a different person, are we offended?" Someone who shouldn't be offended?"

After Su Zizhan let out his breath, he gently stroked the bruises on his neck with his fingers, thought for a moment, and said, "No problem. Looking at him, he seems to regret making this move."

"..." Zhang Deshuai wanted to say something more, but finally fell silent.

Knowing that he was blaming himself, Su Zizhan couldn't help but said, "It's not your fault. He was disrespectful to you first. I, Su Zizhan, will not let anyone offend you. As long as you are happy, nothing is important."

Zhang Deshuai regained his composure from the panic, his face flushed, and he leaned on Su Zizhan lightly, "Forget it, I'll be more peaceful in the future, your life and mine are the most important."