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The cold spring is expected to be cold, but in fact, even if it is snowing heavily outside, the young masters will never feel cold, and there is no need to use a hand warmer.The IQ of the ancient people was not low, and they had already researched a variety of ways to keep warm, such as using pepper as mud to coat the walls, and the method of building the walls into hollow "sandwich walls" now used in the main hall, also known as the "fire wall".

In layman's terms, there is a fire path dug under the wall, and the charcoal mouth for adding fire is set under the eaves outside the hall.Burn a charcoal fire in the charcoal mouth, and the heat can warm the entire hall along the sandwiched walls.

In order to make the thermal circulation smooth, there is an air hole at the end of the fire path, and the smoke is discharged from the air outlet under the platform.What's more, there are splendid tapestries on the walls, thick tribute blankets from the Western Regions on the floor, fire screens, and curtains made of wild goose feathers.

The young masters really enjoyed it too. After taking off the white fox quilt and handing it to the boy, Pio took a quick glance at the young masters, and soon found the main character. It was not the fifth prince, but Gong Er, the future prince. Third Prince! "Is this what you're talking about?"

The voice of the third prince was clear and clear, cold as ice cracking, and as crisp as pearls colliding with each other. Pio raised his eyes, needless to say, the other party's outstanding appearance, his facial features were as perfect as those carved by Nuwa himself, with fair complexion and tall figure.

The temperament has the unique elegance of the royal family. However, with the pair of cold star-like eyes, it prevents the third prince from softening the edges and corners because of his elegant and handsome appearance. Under the cover of a small part of the navy blue slanted-front robe, it adds a bit of inexplicable provocative meaning.

"Third son, women are soft and pleasant, but this man also has his own beauty, Mr. Mo, serve tea to third son." Under the wry wink of the wretched man, Pio silently lowered his head and walked to the tea table beside him to pick up the tea. Respectfully put a cup in front of the third prince, and bowed down to serve the tea with low eyebrows.

The third prince's haughty gaze casually glanced at Pio's hands holding the teacup, slightly raising his eyebrows and showing some interest, his slender fingers could be placed on the cup, and the blue and white porcelain background made his skin more radiant Smooth.

"Nice hand, raise your face." Pio obediently raised his head, the young man raised his head, his tender face was reddened by the charcoal fire, like a touch of spring and color, his long and narrow star eyes were full of brilliance, he was a beauty .

"Serve the third prince well, come drink." The wretched man touched Pio's waist and pushed him to the third prince's feet. When he saw that the third prince was interested and was about to call a few more people, Pio But he spoke.

"I wonder if you guys have heard of Amway?" "Oh? What is Amway?" The third prince became interested, and Pio smiled confidently. A smile of success flashed in his shining eyes. The youthful tenderness unique to teenagers has an indescribable charm embedded in the freshness.

"It's just a new way of playing, and there are rules for winning and losing. The third son must be wise and powerful. I don't know if you can be a witness for me. After all, Mo'er is just an ordinary person. If the masters go back on their promises, where can Moer go to reason?"

Although Pio claims to be a girl, he is a real man. He quickly played all the games such as Doudizhu, who is undercover, cards, blackjack, etc., successfully aroused everyone's interest, and played for money to undress .

He fought two games with that wretched man, whoever lost took off one piece of clothing, Pio first let him take off two pieces of clothing, leaving only a thin obscene clothing, the tassel red point attracted everyone's attention, Then quickly counter-kill, until the other party has no clothes and gambles, determined to let them go bankrupt.

Brothers are not short of money, they are short of fun, Pio has to drink when he loses, and he can't be a person who only wins but never loses, shaking the wine glass, the clear liquid inside reflects the flickering candlelight and glimpses the third prince Also played.

Pio drank half a pot after a while, and the third prince also started to play. Although the third prince is noble, those sons who played high had no sense of hierarchy. Although he didn't dare to let him take off his clothes, the third prince unexpectedly Already drank three altars.

Everyone was having fun, drinking and taking off their clothes and throwing money. Pio sneaked up on the third prince who was almost drunk. He was a little nervous and excited. The cheeks of the third prince in front of him were reddish. At this moment, the ink eyes were sparkling, and the light-colored thin lips were infiltrated by the light-red wine, making them even more moist and shiny.

Pio swallowed subconsciously. Although he was with the general last time, he couldn't let him decide the posture after all. Now that he met a man who fit his taste, what a noble status, anyway. Drunk.

After deciding to have a drink, Pio, who was indescribable, helped the third prince to walk behind the screen. He passed by the wretched man who was playing mahjong and got an ambiguous look. He said clearly: "Serve the third prince well~"

The wretched man who was drunk revealed the identity of the third prince. Pio pretended not to hear, responded indiscriminately, and threw the third prince on the couch.The third prince did not indulge himself, although he drank a lot, but he was not delirious, when he was about to frown and scold this daring young man to get off, Pio smiled and spoke.

"I'm here to serve the third prince." In the beating ambiguous candlelight, Pio raised his head and smiled at him, his voice was soaked in alcohol so that it was tinged with a dull and deep thought-provoking, but to the third prince's ears, it seemed still With some enchanting bewitchment.

After all, the third prince's brain was still paralyzed by alcohol, and he half pushed and lay down and waited for him to take off his clothes.Delicate touch, warm breath, soft tongue...

The third prince subconsciously held his breath, he didn't close his eyes, he could clearly see that Pio's drooping thick and curly eyelashes were trembling slightly, sweeping across his cheeks from time to time, bringing a tingling feeling.

This feeling is simply more ecstasy than drunk.Pio opened his lips slightly in cooperation, while quietly regaining the initiative.

The next story is that Pio stripped the third prince clean, and Pio's indescribable land was up and down, left, right, back and forth, what juice overflowed, groaned and groaned constantly, shaking the bed creaking The sound or something, everyone can fully imagine.

The warm winter sun shines on the young man's face through the window lattice, the skin on the young man's face looks smoother and more delicate, white and transparent like a piece of beautiful jade.Because he has not yet reached the crown, the young man's delicate appearance is also slightly childish, and his sleeping appearance looks even more cute. His long eyelashes tremble slightly with his breath. The third prince who just woke up and is still not awake suddenly feels His breathing also became disordered.

I don't know how long it took before I woke up and realized that what happened yesterday happened to the third prince's face, his sore body and the chrysanthemum that was sore, numb, and strangely swollen. The third prince sat up and saw that he was sleeping beside him The sweet Pio was furious immediately, and felt uncomfortable when he tried hard. After some tossing, Pio, who almost fell asleep, finally rolled out of bed as he wished.

Even though there was a soft Western Region camel's hair blanket under his body, Pio still fell to the ground, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart. looked up at him.

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