Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

The few of them didn't feel like going any further, so they hurried back to the inn. Tang Zhou finally followed them to the inn, taking a few steps and stopping every now and then. His clothes were patched, his face was pale, and it was obvious that he had been hungry for a long time. The waiter was wary of him and didn't let him in.

Tang Zhou was shy and didn't dare to look out the door. He squatted in the corner outside, listening to the gossip of others, and actually got some news.

The wife of the head of the Ling family in the capital city distributed porridge and provided disaster relief.

That young master is... the head of the family, the wife?

He rubbed his frozen fingers and stamped his feet. He probably wouldn't be able to wait for anyone to leave today. Just as he was about to move forward, he met the waiter's unfriendly gaze and moved backwards awkwardly. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked to the back of the inn, preparing to take a detour back.

When he walked to the back alley, he suddenly heard a scream, and then he looked up to the second floor of the inn, and met the eyes of the young man just now. The latter immediately blushed, retreated back to the room, and slammed the window.

Tang Zhou, who was left on the ground in a daze, thought about the young master's flushed face and affectionate eyes. Suddenly, he realized what he was doing, and a layer of red appeared on Tang Zhou's pale face. He patted his cheeks, lowered his head and walked away quickly.

It turned out that Jiang Yun and his group had just returned to the inn and went straight to the room on the second floor. They saw Ah Sheng had returned earlier than them. He coughed when he saw them and hurried over to greet them. He held Jiang Rong's hand and whispered a few words, "Master, go back to your room and rest. Ah Rong and I will prepare some food."

He winked at Su You again, and the latter's eyes rolled and he reacted, pulling Xiao Ziyi to leave, but Xiao Ziyi ignored him, "I want to talk to Xiaoyun, don't pull me."

"Master is tired and needs to rest, don't disturb him!"

The two of them started to argue in the corridor, and Jiang Yun couldn't help but frown, "Su You, don't..."

"Squeak~" The window on one side opened, and Jiang Yun was overwhelmed by surprise. She swallowed the second half of the sentence, took two quick steps, hugged Ling Yun's neck across the windowsill, and kissed Ling Yun's face like small raindrops, "Brother~Brother~I miss you so much~um~"

Ling Yun lowered his head and kissed his lips, prying open his pearly teeth and began to ravage his desire. He raised an eyebrow at Xiao Ziyi, whose expression was a little broken, and under his angry glare, he grabbed Jiang Yun's waist and carried her from the window into the room.

He strode in, pushed the man onto the bed, and roamed freely through the clothes with his big hands. Jiang Yun raised his chin and responded enthusiastically, hugging his neck tightly with his pale arms, relaxing his body and letting the man on top take advantage of him.

Ah Sheng calmly walked forward and closed the window, then patted Xiao Ziyi on the shoulder, "Mr. Xiao, let's eat something together. The master and the others probably won't come out today."

"...Yeah." Xiao Ziyi let him walk out by holding his arm. He turned his head to look at the closed window and gritted his teeth secretly. This bastard did it on purpose.

It was freezing cold outside, but warm as spring inside.

Jiang Yun's outer robe was only torn apart but not taken off, but her underwear had been thrown to the ground. She buried her face in the quilt, blushing. She twirled the quilt with her fingers, feeling a little bit of anticipation.

Finally feeling the familiar hot temperature, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief and began to slowly unbutton his clothes one by one and pile them in the corner of the bed.

His big hands pinched her smooth waist, and small kisses fell on her back. It was a kiss that he hadn't seen for several months, and it was passionate and gentle, and it made Jiang Yun's body turn pink.

The white and tender buttocks were slapped, and Jiang Yun cried pitifully, her voice was sweet, "Brother~"

I don't know how much time had passed, except for the ambiguous moans, the creaking of the bed, and the man's gentle murmurs.

Suddenly, her slender waist was hugged fiercely, and the whole person was pressed to the windowsill on the other side. Jiang Yun was startled and cried out. Seeing that there was someone in the back alley of the inn, her eyes were full of panic and shyness, "Brother, there is someone outside..."

Ling Yun stretched his head to take a look, and immediately closed the window. A big hand supported his thin waist and helped him stand up, "Baby, speak softly, don't let others hear it."