The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter 24

"So hot."

The skin exposed in the shirt is already pink, and Wenyu murmured unconsciously in his mouth, clinging to the cold and strong man's body, and the head confused by the drug is still a bit confused, but the tip of the nose makes his body reflect. I have recognized the person holding him as trustworthy.

He unconsciously rubbed his legs back and forth, wanting to be colder, his lips huddled together and kissed, only seeking the body's most instinctive desire at the moment.

Holding Wenyu with one hand, Zhao Zheng was filled with a cold breath, with a black face, and looked indifferently at the person in his arms.

"Who am I?" Zhao Zhengyi started, his voice low and dull, revealing that the appearance was not as calm as the surface showed.

Wen Yu softly wrapped Zhao Zheng's neck with both hands, and the whole body was like a pool of soft water, hanging on Zhao Zheng, the lower body twisted like a snake. , He leaned in, and his hot lips were attached, because the other person's lips were cold, and he sighed comfortably, and the tip of his tongue was slowly painted, vaguely saying: "Uncle, is my favorite Zhao Zheng."

The hands on the waist tightened a bit, Wen Yu and Zhao Zheng were closely together, because Zhao Zheng's body temperature was cold, Wen Yu groaned comfortably, and he touched Zhao Zheng's cheek with one hand. This scene seemed to be in In his dreams, he couldn't tell whether it was real or not, and he grieved with a cry: "But you don't want me, don't want me ..."

Reasonable and sober, but the body's desire-desire is getting more and more violent due to the medicine, and Wenyu can't let out, and the skin is getting redder, and the eyes are also filled with water vapor. Deliberately seduce, but this pair of shirts half-dew, exuding allure and confusion, is also fatal.

"It's hot, uncomfortable, Zhao Zheng, I'm uncomfortable, you touch me." Wen Yu said sweetly, and pressed her lips against Zhao Zheng's cheek, "Please."

Zhao Zheng cleared his throat, his voice was still low and hoarse, with a bit of cruel said: "Wen Yu, don't regret it, I won't let you think again." Cold, he opened his mouth slightly, and soon his body got hotter.

The flat belly, the jeans have already been untied and hung in the crotch, revealing the pure cotton white underwear tightly, Zhao Zheng stretched out one hand along the loose jeans, Wen Yu in a passionate hum , Murmured: "Uncle, so comfortable."

Zhao Zheng clung to Wen Yu's hot red earlobe and whispered softly, "There is more comfort." His hands stretched down, and he started to get a wet one. Through the cotton underwear, he could already trace the traces, and he was in a confused image of Wen Yu It was poured from the bottom by a bucket of ice water, and the body's desire-fire was still burning, but the reason was sober and froze.

"Don't!" Tension and fear raised Zhao Zheng's eyes, his eyes wet with fear.

Zhao Zheng kissed Wenyu's eyelids and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, good boy, give me."

The tight Wenyu still couldn't relax, but Zhao Zheng's hands kept messing up, and he was shameful and shameful, and comfortable. When he was touched for the first time, it was like a flood.

He was embarrassed by his shameless body, but soon his reason collapsed, convincing Zhao Zheng wholeheartedly.

.......

It was already the next afternoon when Wen Yu woke up. His throat was so dry that he saw the familiar decoration when he opened his eyes. He could not help sitting up and twitched his waist. His sore hissing gasped, the quilt slipped down, and the skin in his eyes No one is good, with red marks, showing the intensity of last night.

Recall that in my mind, Wen Yu's face was red at first, but what she thought of, her face instantly turned pale.

Looking into his clothes, his body was clean and refreshed, and he was washed. He couldn't help but think of being pressed into the bathtub and pushing it hard. His crying voice was dumb and begged for mercy, and finally together-

Wen Yu stopped his memories, put on his clothes, and just got his feet on the ground. He almost fell down on the floor. He was suddenly embraced by Zhao Zheng in his arms, and he slung into the peerless Tongmu bed.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Zheng's voice was a little cold.

Wen Yu heard Zhao Zheng's tone and felt a pain in her heart, but this will stubbornly come up, tough and pretended not to care: "Go to the airport."

"It is not allowed to leave." Zhao Zheng sat by the bed and saw Wen Yu lowering his head, reaching for Wen Yu's cheek, and said, "Remember what I said last night?"

Wen Yu looked up, Zhao Zheng said much last night, he could not remember what he said.

"I gave you time to think about leaving, and I won't let go again this time." Zhao Zheng overbearing.

Wen Yu retorted, unable to get angry, "It's clear that you don't want me anymore, what to say, you found your son, I'm nothing." Speaking of grievance in the back tone.

Zhao Zheng smiled, Wen Yu became more angry and propped himself up to the bed. He was going to be far away from here. Will staying here make Zhao Zheng humiliated?

"Do you think I am humiliating you?" Zhao Zheng's voice was slightly angry.

"Isn't it?" Wen Yu said loudly: "Don't think you've gotten to me, knowing my secret, I'll listen to you--"

"Wen Yu." Zhao Zheng interrupted Wen Yu coldly, staring at Wen Yu with cold eyes, "Don't get angry, anger me."

Wen Yu thought that he could make Zhao Zheng irritated. He thought that he felt pitiful. He looked up and calmly said, "I'm not your son anymore, I want to leave what you can't control now." Before he had finished speaking, his body was turning around, and he lay on Zhao Zheng's knee, struck his **** and was shot twice by Zhao Zheng.

I only worked yesterday, even though Zhao Zheng did n’t give up, but Wen Yu beat it out. The pain is on the one hand, and it ’s more of a shame. He ’s such a grown-up, and he is farted by Zhao Zheng for one share, too much Now!

So he shouted angrily: "Zhao Zheng, don't overdo it."

"What's it called?" Zhao Zheng came again.

Wen Yu was angry and ashamed, flushed, but finally grinded, and whispered, "Uncle, don't fight."

Zhao Zheng just let go, smoothly holding Wen Yu in his arms and plucking his hair, with a gentle tone, touching Wen Yu's head and curling his head, "I deliberately made me angry, got a temper?" He smiled and said, "Remember the night of New Year's Eve, did you drink too much?"

Wen Yu didn't know why Zhao Zheng talked about this again. He nodded, and his beer volume was okay, but red wine and white wine wouldn't work, not to mention what fruit wine Zhao Zheng took that night. The child is so big, I don't know how long it has been brewing-suddenly, thinking of a possibility, stammered: "No, won't it be the wine of the Qin Dynasty?"

"Isn't it." Zhao Zheng had some headaches. The child still wanted to come out, but explained: "It's the essence, diluted, I didn't expect you to drink so badly." He paused, touching the text. Yu's back, "That night, I kissed you."

Wen Yu stared at the shocked eyes and stammered: "Kiss, kiss me? At that time, I was your son, how did you, how--" Such a beast, but it did a very good job.

He thought at that time, reincarnation of Baishi, without blood, still cares what son is not son.

Zhao Zheng looked at Wen Yu, and had heard Wen Yu's words, then looked at the hidden secrets in his small eyes, and only found it fun. It was really simple. He just had a temper with him.

"I know my feelings for you, and I want to keep my distance, and then they get the money." Zhao Zheng pinched Wen Yu's earlobe, "I have jumped out of the three realms without restraint, and my life is endless. If you are with me, Will also be reinstated without □□. "

Speaking of which, Zhao Zheng has a solemn expression, "I think you should think clearly about the time of immortality."

"Then you're not afraid that I won't come back?" Wen Yu was anxious.

Zhao Zheng smiled, "If you break your feelings for me, I will be your uncle and keep you safe and wealth for a lifetime."

"You are really, really--" Wen Yu couldn't stop biting his lips and exhaled: "Why do all the thoughts are for you to make decisions, why do you carry me to make decisions."

Seeing Wen Yu like this, Zhao Zheng hooked his lips and hugged people in his arms. In fact, he didn't finish it. If Wen Yu stepped back, he would break Wen Yu's dependence on him and he could only miss him.

Having said that, Wen Yu had mixed feelings in his heart, but it was more incredible and rejoicing to Zhao Zheng's response to his love. But when he was happy, he was uneasy again, as if everything came too fast, and this time Separately, let Wen Yu see the gap between him and Zhao Zheng, not only in terms of identity and wealth, but also in status.

He is attached to Zhao Zheng.

Wen Yu looked at Zhao Zheng, and thought of Su Zhisang. The other party was so good. Unlike him, he was useless. How could he deserve Zhao Zheng? Zhao Zheng had endless lives. He was afraid that Zhao Zheng would get bored with him later.

"What do you want?"

"Zhao Zheng, I want to move back to the school dormitory to live." Wen Yu said seriously.

Zhao Zheng's face was cold, and he thought of it. He kissed Wenyu and said: "After you leave, Su Zhisang has never stepped into the villa. Everything is still intact as you left. The other owner of this family is you . "

Wen Yu is embarrassed to be pierced with caution, but he still wants to stick to his decision, he wants to become better.

Detective Zhao Zheng heard what Wen Yu thought, with a faint smile in his eyes, he nodded and said, "This is not anxious, haven't you asked for a three-month vacation? It's just that I'm fine and I can be together."

Speaking close to Wen Yu's roots, he whispered, "Is modernity called honeymoon, right?"

Wen Yu blushed with shame and always felt strange. He wanted to refute but did not know what was strange, so he nodded first.

When he had eaten his meal and turned back to sleep, he suddenly found out how he was shaken like this. I had imagined many times before. If Zhao Zheng came to him again, he had to throw his temper violently, but Zhao Zheng finished his words. I lived in the villa in a confused way and promised to travel with Zhao Zheng. He wanted to change himself and sharpen his character.

Wen Yu rolled over on the Tongmu bed, wrapped in a quilt, and was somewhat angry, too uncertain, thinking again, thinking again, waiting to see Zhao Zheng after going to bed, grabbing Zhao Zheng bathrobe , With some excitement: "So, I'm considered Su Zhisang's father?"

Zhao Zheng stunned for a moment, and then he laughed lowly.

"If you marry me, you can say that."

The author has something to say:

Little curly hair can't beat Zhao Zheng, but Zhao Zheng will willingly let Wen Yu take hold

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Good night ~~ I stayed up all night last night, and now I am so sleepy that I ca n’t open my eyes.