The Continuation of Time Traveling

The author has something to say: Friendly reminder: focus on the name and copywriting: Gong Fu Ning married a wife and gave birth to a child. There are still concubines in the backyard. She slept with Yunlang before marrying him, but she hasn’t since. Someone else... The small theater in the copy is for reference only, not a necessary plot.

The rain in midsummer always comes as soon as it is said, and it often turns into a refreshing downpour.

Yun Lang lazily leaned against the window, staring blankly at the rain curtain outside, thinking about a very serious question: What should we do next?

When he opened his eyes early in the morning, he found that he had traveled through time. Before he could straighten out the memories of the two people intertwined in his mind, he was stuffed into a wedding sedan chair. The road was full of gongs and drums, bumping and shaking, which caused him a headache. I couldn't help but finally entered the wedding room, the world was finally cleansed, and then the question came: what should I do next?

This young man with the same name and surname as him, Yun Lang, is the fifth son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials of Liang State. Funing, King Mu of the current dynasty.

Besides, this Fu Ning, the current King Mu, is also the only younger brother of the emperor, so he is quite trusted and holds great power.Two years ago, he married Yun Lang's sister and had a son, but Yun Lang's sister died of dystocia. After that, Fu Ning went to Yun's family to propose marriage again, and asked Yun Lang to do the sequel.

In the memory of young Yun Lang, Fu Ning appeared only a handful of times, and every time he passed by just to say hello, in other words, these two people were not familiar with each other.

A strong wind picked up, blowing rainwater all over Yun Lang, Yun Lang looked down at the rain-soaked clothes on his chest, and then looked out the window again.

Your lord, you must be rich, and the emperor's younger brother must have power, if you look better...

The door was suddenly pushed open, Yun Lang turned around and saw a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes steadily entering the room, his eyes met inadvertently, Yun Lang's heart skipped a beat.

Where is this better?This is clearly growing according to his favorite appearance!

Quickly looked Fu Ning from head to toe, Yun Lang smiled: "Husband."

Yan Haoqian has a lot of status, why don't you marry such a man?He's just so cheesy and superficial!

This "Husband" stunned Funing.

The deceased wife always only called him "Prince", and this was the first time he was called "Husband".

Seeing Yun Lang's clear and shallow smile, Funing's usually calm heart suddenly had ripples.

"Why are you standing by the window?" Funing strode up behind Yun Lang and stood upright.

Yun Lang turned to face Fu Ning, leaned back on the window sill, tilted his head, and looked at Fu Ning with some grievances: "Staying alone in the room is boring, I want to see when my husband will come back, but when my husband comes back, it turns out Don't go this way."

Looking straight at Yun Lang, Fu Ning didn't say a word.

In the past, Fu Ning had only seen Yun Lang's calm appearance of advancing and retreating, and the most vivid memory was the scene of Yun Lang standing by the lake playing the flute. It was this scene that made Fu Ning never forget Yun Lang. If it hadn't been for Sister Yun Lang By the way, it should be Yun Lang who Fu Ning was going to marry two years ago.

At this time, the person who misses him day and night is right in front of him, the fiery red wedding dress reflects the young Ruyu's face, and Yun Lang's every frown and smile touches Fu Ning's heart.

Yun Lang was waiting for him, and felt aggrieved because he couldn't wait for him. It seemed that he was not in unrequited love either.

"Yun Lang." Fu Ning lifted Yun Lang's chin, staring at Yun Lang intently.

Yun Lang looked up at Fu Ning, then lowered his eyes pretending to be shy.

Come, come, the planned development of the big wedding.

Seeing Yun Lang so obedient, Fu Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he gently pressed a kiss on Yun Lang's lips, tossing and turning and deepening.

When Fu Ning's tongue licked Yun Lang's palate, Yun Lang let out a moan, and immediately softened his waist.

Fu Ning hugged Yun Lang tightly, letting go of Yun Lang who was short of breath.

Rubbing Yun Lang's back with his big hands, Fu Ning relied on the cold wind blowing in front of him to calm down the restlessness in his heart.

Yun Lang is not used to it yet, he has to take his time.

But before the restlessness completely subsided, Fu Ning felt that Yun Lang was pulling his clothes. Fu Ning lowered his head and looked at Yun Lang suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Yun Lang looked up at Fu Ning, his cheeks were red and his eyes were full of autumn water. Seeing that Fu Ning bowed his head, Yun Lang stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with a smile on his brows and a little bit of charm in the corner of his eyes: "I more."

Fu Ning was taken aback for a moment, then picked up Yun Lang and went to the bed.

Take your time, fuck it!

Throwing Yun Lang onto the soft bed, Fu Ning pressed on him and kissed wildly. Without the gentle patience to undress Yun Lang, Fu Ning tore Yun Lang's thousand taels of wedding dress in two or three strokes Turned into rags, thrown out without mercy.

Yun Lang felt that this was also his first wedding night, and he still had to be more reserved, so he just enjoyed it and didn't take the initiative.

In Fu Ning's eyes, Yun Lang's reluctance is jerky. When he thinks that he is the first and will become the only man of this boy, Fu Ning becomes even more excited, teasing Yun Lang as much as possible. Pleasantly admiring Yun Lang's frantic appearance that he couldn't control himself.

Pulling out his finger, Funing aimed at the entrance, and pushed slowly: "It might hurt, bear with it."

Even though Fu Ning said hello in advance, Yun Lang couldn't help but let out a soft cry, his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing Yun Lang frowning, Fu Ning stopped, thinking that Yun Lang was in pain, so Fu Ning wobbled inside Yun Lang, waiting for Yun Lang to adapt slowly.

However, Yun Lang didn't feel any pain, and the whisper was just a subconscious reaction when the foreign object entered, and Fu Ning's dawdling on the way made Yun Lang unbearable.

Raising his legs and hooking Fu Ning's waist, Yun Lang held his finger in his mouth, looked at Fu Ning with misty eyes, panted and urged: "Husband, go a little further in."

The last string of tension in Fu Ning's mind snapped, he grabbed Yun Lang's waist with both hands and plunged all the way in, as if out of control, he only moved with a brute force.

Unable to control himself, Yun Lang would say "comfortable" at times, "I want more" at times, and "husband" at times, which made Fu Ning's emotions stay high, and he was extremely excited all night until Yun Lang fell asleep. Funing, whose ears were quiet, also calmed down, and fell asleep with Yun Lang in his arms.

Yun Lang fell asleep for half a day, and it was past noon before Yun Lang opened his eyes in a daze.

Where is he?

Lying on the bed and thinking about it for a while, Yun Lang, who was gradually waking up, remembered everything that happened yesterday, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

Looks like he got a great deal.

"What are you laughing at?" Lifting the curtain beside the bed, Funing saw Yun Lang laughing.

Seeing Fu Ning, the smile on Yun Lang's face became brighter and brighter: "Husband."