Qiang Jin Jiu - Chap 143

Xiao Chi’s body was hot and he ran a half-night horse, and now he felt sweaty. He retracted his hands and continued to remove the armor, watching Shen Zechuan stand up, and said, “Did you eat something at night? I found something to pad my belly. On the way back, I encountered a staging horse that delivered the letter. . ”

When Shen Zechuan was about to get out of bed, he lowered himself immediately, and looked at Xiao Chiye like this, with a sense of confusion in his eyes, and said, “Where is it left?”

Xiao Chiye raised his pointer and nodded his chest.

Shen Zechuan stretched out his right palm, a required posture.

Xiao Chiye put the armor aside, got up and supported his knees, staring at Shen Zechuan like this, and said, “Want to go back? Take it by yourself.”

Shen Zechuan was numb by Xiao Chiye. He touched Xiao Chiye’s chest, and his fingers went down his chest. All he touched were Xiao Chiye’s sweaty muscles. He didn’t seem to understand, and whispered, “Return me.”

Shen Zechuan’s face was ignorant yet unawakened, but his fingers tried it on a familiar road. If your fingers slide like nothing, don’t mind telling Xiao Chiye that this ignorance is just a disguise.

Xiao Chiye breathed lightly. He was afraid he forgot to restrain himself and swallowed Shen Zechuan to the last moment. He seemed indifferent, only chasing Shen Zechuan with enough warm eyes.

Shen Zechuan touched that healthy chest, staggering with Xiao Chiye’s breathing as he moved. They were so close to each other high and low, Shen Zechuan’s affectionate eyes were waves, but he still said, “Ce’an, I didn’t find it.”

Xiao Chiye let Shen Zechuan’s finger move. He tilted his head slightly, and smelled the smell of Shen Zechuan. However, Shen Zechuan pressed his face against his cheek, and tapped him lightly, and the lame feet in the corner of his eye tightly caught Xiao Chiye’s heart.

Xiao Chiye laughed while sweating, short and fierce. He raised his palm to cover Shen Zechuan’s waist, and hooped Shen Zechuan almost into his arms. The two were out of distance and kissed each other. Shen Zechuan was kissing, but Xiao Chiye was biting.

Shen Zechuan was pushed into the quilt, and he quickly extended his arm and put his injured left hand on Xiao Chiye’s neck. The quilt was sinking under the weight. Shen Zechuan’s shirt was messy, Xiao Chiye knelt on his knees, and fell down when he looked down at him.

Shen Zechuan picked it up, pinched it in his hand, and saw that the letter also fell out.

Xiao Chiye went to get the letter, and Shen Zechuan’s eyes were swift and swift, and he opened the letter with a folding fan and reached the edge of the bed. He then turned over the folding fan, put it on Xiao Chiye’s chin, raised his head, and kissed him.

Xiao Chiye seemed to be unaware and was sucked up by Shen Zechuan in his kiss. Both of them had not done it for a while, and they only met again. According to Shen Zechuan’s sobbing, Xiao Chiye rubbed people all over, making the waves of love tremble.

Shen Zechuan closed his eyes, thinking with the remaining reason, he had to throw the letter under the bed for a while … Before he thought about it, he was turned over by Xiao Chiye.

Xiao Chiye held Shen Zechuan’s waist and admired the lines on the back. It formed an extremely beautiful arc. Shen Zechuan’s sweat-soaked lining was semi-permeable. From the back, it seemed like a glimpse, and it was like a fog across the clouds.

Shen Zechuan looked back, moisturizing the corners of his lips.

Xiao Chiye attacked the city slightly-it was all his. Hot, wet sweat, □□, eyes, trembling, and even the smell of Shen Zechuan’s shaking, all belong to him, all of him Xiao Chiye.

Xiao Chi Yeguang thinks so, he will produce infinite excitement. Shen Zechuan knew him so well that every look he gave him was at the point. Xiao Chiye worked hard, and the more he loved his heart, the more terrible he was.

I want to crush it.

Xiao Chiye bit Shen Zechuan’s right ear and put jade beads between his lips and teeth.

Shen Zechuan couldn’t do this, and he was so full of tears. But there was no room to escape before and after. The waist and ankles seemed to be trapped in chains. He was a bit strenuous and a little bit painful, but the pain made him feel numb and no longer remember any nightmares, only Xiao Chiye, Xiao Chiye, Xiao Chiye—Shen Zechuan trembled, sweated heavily, He murmured when he was about to get out of control: “… Ce An.”

Xiao Chiye was obviously not good, but he shouted lightly and lazily.

With half of his body lying on his stomach, Shen Zechuan buried himself in his arms and gasped. The person was still shaking slightly, and the bedding under his knees was wet.

Xiao Chiye took a pose and leaned down to cover Shen Zechuan with his chest. People haven’t retreated yet. With the depressed posture, they can’t retreat and make Shen Zechuan mourn. Xiao Chiye pulled away the messy pillow, and covered him like this, saying, “Hug you for sleep.”

Shen Zechuan’s earlobe was bitten red, which made the heat tingle and tingle. He showed his cheek from the side of his arm, his eyes were red and wet, and he shaped Xiao Chiye: too hard.

Xiao Chiye kissed him, he didn’t move, and he whispered softly, the hunger of the two people eased slightly. Bearing the weight of Xiao Chiye, Shen Zechuan was extremely relaxed, as if Xiao Chiye appeared, his shield would be indestructible.

Xiao Chiye touched people. He knew so well. He only knew how thin he was by holding Shen Zechuan in his arms. He pierced the hair in Shen Zechuan’s ear with the tip of his nose and said quietly, “Was it going well in Chazhou? It’s thinner.”

Shen Zechuan thought for a moment and shook his head.

Xiao Chiye said, “What’s wrong with Luo Mu, he will show you face?”

Shen Zechuan tightened his lip line and continued to shake his head.

Xiao Chiye exhaled, teasing him: “The bandits in Chazhou are in trouble? I’ll transfer the army to you.”

Shen Zechuan narrowed his eyes and said, “I miss what you think.”

Xiao Chiye hasn’t answered yet.

Shen Zechuan went on to say: “The couch is vacant, which is strangely cold.”

Xiao Chiye hugged people from behind, holding Shen Zechuan’s arms, and wanted to say something, but Yu Guang glanced white. He pulled Shen Zechuan’s left hand under the quilt, turned it over suddenly, saw the gauze wrapped around it, and then looked at Shen Zechuan.

Shen Zechuan didn’t look at him, and went into the bedding room.

“Shen Lanzhou,” Xiao Chiye straightened his chin and said, word by word, “You, OK, able, Tibetan, ah!”

***

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Tianya took Langtao Xuelai outside the city back to the courtyard and saw that he was striding forward and playing under his eaves. He blew his whistle and asked, “Where is your master?”

Meng ignored him and turned back.

Qiao Tianya looked at the bamboo curtains of the main house, but there were no people standing under the eaves. Inside was bright, Shen Zechuan held the book, covered his face behind the desk, and only looked at Xiao Chiye opposite.

Xiao Chiye held his long legs and leaned in a chair, holding his hand and turning his fingers. He did not turn back, but had heard Qiao Tianya’s footsteps, and said, “You come in.”

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Qiao Tianya bent over and said with a smile, “The weather is fine today, should we use lunch in the courtyard?”

Xiao Chiye was indifferent.

Shen Zechuan turned his gaze and signaled Qiao Tianya to continue.

Xiao Chiye said, “Shut up.”

Qiao Tianya stood behind and closed his mouth with interest, revealing an expression of love that could not help.

Xiao Chiye turned the crack of his bones, remembered something, and said, “Go and call Ding Tao first.”

Ding Tao stood at the gate of the courtyard and saw that Qiao Tianya came out and beckoned himself under the eaves. He didn’t want to go. He turned his hands, rubbed the dirt he had just scratched, and moved to the lower floor, inexplicably scared. The probe whispered, “I’m here.”

Xiao Chiye said, “Give me in.”

Ding Tao jumped to the upper stage, slowed down again, and entered cautiously. When he saw Qiao Tianya standing on one side to install wooden stakes, and when Shen Zechuan was reading a book with his eyes down, he felt that he would be beaten today.

Xiao Chiye leaned over and said, “Where did the frog in the pond come from?”

Ding Tao lowered his head with his hands and said, “Caught outside …”

Xiao Chiye said, “Isn’t it easy to catch the house from outside the city? A little distance.”

Ding Tao scrambled his head and said, “Return, return …”

Xiao Chiye sneered: “If no one is at home, you have turned against the sky. Before I left, I asked someone to clean the pool, and you threw me a frog inside.”

Ding Tao was playing tricks and wanted to stay in his yard, but there was no pool in their yard. Shen Zechuan was away from home half a month ago. He and Li Xiong caught a bunch of them before throwing them in, but he forgot about it within a few days. Who knows that the master is back!

Ding Tao thought about it while secretly staring at Shen Zechuan.

Xiao Chiye said, “Look who?”

Ding Tao immediately glanced back and listened to training like a quail.

“Go,” Xiao Chiye continued. “Today, you took them all away. If I hear the frog call again tonight, I will let everyone go to your own house.”

Ding Tao dare not disagree, nodded vigorously, jumped and ran. He ran out of the house and ran in the corridor and shouted, “Bear—” After he shouted, he covered his mouth afterwards and said softly, “Catch the frog!”

Shen Zechuan changed his posture and stabilized the book.

Xiao Chiye looked at him, but said to Qiao Tianya in his mouth, “What’s the matter of Chazhou and his party? You can’t tell clearly, you.”

Qiao Tianya grabbed it a few times, and now envied Fei Sheng who was still in Chazhou. He slept well last night, but recently he was a little bit sloppy, and the stubble hadn’t had time to scratch, and he stood in the morning light and explained everything briefly.

Qiao Tianya didn’t hide anything about the illness. If Xiao Chiye didn’t return, he didn’t say it was because of Shen Zechuan’s order, but Xiao Chiye came back. Qiao Tianya also took this opportunity to give Xiao Chiye a suggestion wake.

Qiao Tianya finished, didn’t wait for them to tell him, and said, “Last night, Zhou Fu’s affairs have not been discussed. Since the master is not going out today, I will go.”

It was said that the bamboo curtain was shaken faster than anyone else.

Shen Zechuan didn’t sleep long last night, looking at the book sleepy now. He turned his gaze to Xiao Chiye’s face again, and saw Xiao Chiye looking at himself, and if he knew it, he blinked a little, pretending to be quite the same.

Xiao Chiye said nothing.

Shen Zechuan let his fingers loose and showed his face, saying, “Aye, I’m so hungry.”

Xiao Chiye folded the opened letter and stuffed it back.

Shen Zechuan stretched out his legs and stepped on the tip of Xiao Chiye’s shoe. He laid the book on the table, lay on his face, and tiptoeed along Xiao Chiye’s calf.

Xiao Chiye stared at him, and said coldly at a distance: “You have smashed my heart, liver, and spleen. It’s not saved, Shen Lanzhou, I’m dead.”

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