The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

Chapter 25

At the beginning of the morning sun, the flowers in the courtyard of Yuwen Mansion are in full bloom, the lotus leaves in the pond are emerald, and groups of carp swim carefree in the water.

The faint sunlight diffused in through the white window paper, illuminating the newly-married room in the twilight, and the gentle breeze came in through the cracks, floating the light red gauze curtains, messy clothes scattered on the ground, and a box of Most of the ointment has been dug out and the erotic album is opened, and the poses drawn in it will swell in the bath/fire no matter who looks at it.

The two on Dahongxi's bed embraced each other and fell asleep. At this moment, Su Ziqing's eyelashes moved, and when she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Yu Wenfei lying beside her with one hand on her waist through the quilt. superior.

Recalling Meng Lang and the endlessness of the two of them overnight, and the faint discomfort there made him want to cover his head with the quilt.But fortunately, the person beside him has not woken up yet, so he will not be so ashamed.

And when he was thinking of a way to move his body away, he caught a glimpse of the other party's sleeping face and was attracted to him. Perhaps it was years of marching that made Yu Wenfei's face much more stern, and the scar at the corner of his eye was particularly eye-catching. However, he has been willing to meet frankly, which shows that the relationship between the two has become closer.

Also, the thin pale lips of that man were closed, and some blue stubble appeared on his chin, which seemed a bit rigid. Su Ziqing's face became hot, and he presented himself in front of him without any privacy last night. This man's lips fanned the flames on him, making his mind muddy, and he couldn't hold back in the joy...

The room gradually became brighter and brighter, and the joyful chirping of sparrows came from outside.Just when he was looking at the other party quietly, the man's lips suddenly pouted, Su Ziqing immediately knew that he had woken up, and was about to turn around in shame, when Yu Wenfei's long arms grabbed him and hugged him into his arms middle.

"..." The closeness of the skin made Su Ziqing's pupils tremble slightly, and he struggled slightly and said, "Let me go."

Yu Wenfei still closed his eyes, found a comfortable position and rested his chin on his snow-white shoulders, and seemed to sigh a little, "I used to think that peony flowers die, ghosts are romantic, those words are just circulated among you literati. Romantic words, after tasting it now, I really feel that it is very realistic."

"..." Su Ziqing's expression froze, and he tried to force a smile for a while before saying, "General, it's already broad daylight, and it's time for us to get up."

"No." Yu Wenfei dismissed without even thinking, hugged him even tighter, lowered his head and kissed his tender cheek, "Who made Ziqing so enthusiastic last night, he was about to squeeze his husband dry, you know My husband has never slept until this time."

Su Ziqing immediately reprimanded, "You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, you can tell by looking at the scratches on my body." Yu Wenfei showed him the scratches on his arm as he spoke.

At this moment, Su Ziqing's face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, "I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm going to get up."

But just as he was about to sit up, he was turned over by the man and pressed under him, and felt that the majestic thing under him was slowly waking up, which made him startled and his face changed drastically, but the man rubbed his ears with him and said , "I was provoked by you little goblin early in the morning, shouldn't I put out the fire for my husband?"

"You, you, you..." Unexpectedly, he still had such physical strength, Su Ziqing couldn't say a word with trembling lips.

Yu Wenfei frowned, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Could it be that Ziqing has underestimated her husband with this expression?"

Su Ziqing really couldn't speak to him, so he could only turn his face away, intending to keep out of sight.

Unexpectedly, this rascal scoundrel approached even more aggressively, licked his lips ambiguously and whispered, "Mingming night, Ziqing still hugged me passionately and called my husband to hurry up, not enough, why did he wake up so early in the morning?" Indifference, do you want my husband to remind you..."

Hearing the other party's words became more and more unbearable, Su Ziqing was so ashamed that he could only cover his mouth with his hands, but was grabbed by the man. Seeing the man's blazing eyes, he became alert, and the man stuck out the tip of his tongue Licking the palm of his hand, the prickly stubble brought an itch that made him want to pull it back instantly, but he was held down by the other party, and the wet and dexterous tongue moved up along the fingers, as if to swallow all his fingers When nibbling and sucking lightly in the mouth, the body couldn't help a convulsion/convulsion.

After a night of joy, Su Ziqing's body is still very sensitive, especially since this man's other hand is groping down his back, which makes him feel an unspeakable softness.

"General, son, are you up yet?" Tweety's voice rang out from outside.

Su Ziqing froze, and just as he was about to retreat, Yu Wenfei bit his lip dissatisfied.

"Don't..." Su Ziqing pushed him and said in a low voice, "Tweety is still outside... um..."

"Let her wait." At the moment when the sword was on the string, Yu Wenfei grabbed him with both hands and raised it above his head. The people under him blushed with shame, making him look even more charming and coquettish, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with Shui Mist, kissing his lips uncontrollably, just wanted to swallow him immediately.

Su Ziqing couldn't help moaning, the man's gentle and domineering kiss made him gradually become distraught... Two lotus arms took the initiative to climb each other's neck...

——A harmonious society starts with you and me——

The lingering lasted until three poles, the two put on clean mattresses, when Cui'er came in holding the hot water and saw the messy expression on the ground, Su Ziqing only hated that there was no crack in the ground for himself to slip in.

As soon as he stood up, his legs trembled and went limp. Fortunately, Yu Wenfei behind him quickly supported him.

"Cough..." Tweety's eyes bulged, and the washbasin in her hand almost fell out of balance!

"Ziqing, you must be more careful, or you will feel sorry for your husband." Yu Wenfei also teased with a smile, Su Ziqing suddenly felt that life was unloved, and he didn't want to talk to them!

"My lord..." Cui'er put the washbasin on the shelf, tilted her head and thought about it, she thought it was wrong, and said, "It seems that I should call Madam."

Yu Wenfei thought for a moment, then said, "Let's call him Young Master."

"Yes." Tweety blinked her eyes and looked at them with piercing eyes, "Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

As soon as Su Ziqing pushed Yu Wenfei away, he wanted to wash his face to cool down his hot face, but after taking a step, he pulled the hard-to-speak part, causing slight pain.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenfei asked when he saw him stop.

"It's nothing." No matter what, Su Ziqing would not say it in front of this rogue general's maid!

When the two of them were about to wash, Yu Wenfei picked up a small razor to shave off his beard, but when he saw Su Ziqing, he put the knife into Su Ziqing's hand and put his face close to it.

Su Ziqing was taken aback, only then did he realize what he wanted him to do. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cui'er standing there pretending to be expressionless, and didn't know what to say, so he could only bite the bullet and do it.

Because he was very close, Yu Wenfei raised his chin and looked at him with lowered eyes, and found that his eyelashes were very long, and he looked like a careful and serious little wife, so he couldn't help but pursed his mouth and wanted to go relative.

If it weren't for Su Ziqing's quick hands, the blade would have cut into the flesh. He stared at the rogue general in fear, pressed the knife against his lips and threatened, "If you move around again, I won't shave."

Stealing fragrance failed, Yu Wenfei could only kiss the cold knife with regret.

Cui'er was very happy watching, but she was afraid of being kicked out, so she lowered her head and watched secretly.

After untold hardships, Su Ziqing finally shaved off his beard and let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing that his long hair was still loose, Tweet picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table, walked over and said, "Master, let Tweet comb your hair."

"Yeah." Su Ziqing sat in front of the bronze mirror with his back to them, the pain was so painful that he frowned.

Yu Wenfei washed his face again, looked at Su Ziqing's ink-like black hair, and stretched out his hand to Cui'er, "Give me the comb."

"Yes." Tweety responded and handed it over respectfully.

"Ziqing's hair is really thick." Yu Wenfei paced behind Su Ziqing, combed him one by one, then somehow thought of something and leaned down to his ear, and whispered in the voice heard by the two of them, "I just don't know." Why is your body so smooth?"

"..." Su Ziqing endured it, and in the end he didn't resist stepping on his foot again.

"Tsk!" Yu Wenfei let him step on it, but he thought in his heart that it seemed that he didn't work hard enough, Ziqing would still have such physical strength.

"General." At this moment, Zi Yan walked in from the door gracefully wearing a long silk embroidered dress of juan gauze.