Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

"Master, you!" Han Bai froze, and immediately pushed off Guan Yao on his body and stood up, covering the place Guan Yao had kissed with one hand in embarrassment, "My lord, don't embarrass this subordinate."

Guan Yao laughed, and leaned on the edge of the couch to look at the blushing face of the other party: "Why, haven't you been kissed by someone at 24?"

"Sir, don't tease your subordinates anymore." Han Bai wiped his cheek twice with the banner on the back of his hand, but it got hotter and hotter.

The more Guan Yao watched, the more interesting this Han Bai was, "I see you with a cold face on weekdays, so you are still a man who has not experienced much in the world."

"..., this subordinate is resigning first." Han Bai has lived for more than [-] years, and has always been in a state of asceticism, and rarely makes good friends with others. He may be a little at a loss when the other party provokes him-/teasing him .

"Hey, sit down and chat with me for a while." Guan Yao still couldn't stop smiling, "Why, are you afraid that Chu Ming will know that you are thinking about me?"

Han Bai's blushing face immediately became angry, "My lord, don't slander the lowly position, the prince will feel bad for you and me when he hears about it."

"Why did I slander you?" Guan Yao frowned, "You really don't think about me at all?"

Han Bai seemed to be humiliated, "No."

"Not when you are holding my waist?" Guan Yao said, and stroked her hair wantonly.

"No." Han Bai didn't even dare to look directly at the other party now, but if he turned his face away, the other party would definitely think that he was guilty.

Guan Yao nodded pretentiously, "Then I didn't kiss you when I kissed you?"

"Guan Gongzi!" Han Bai couldn't help it anymore, "This subordinate just obeys orders and doesn't want to play with you. Please understand the relationship between you and me."

"Angry?" Guan Yao looked inquiring, "I'm just teasing you, don't take it to heart, I won't tell Chu Ming."

Han Bai didn't want to talk to him anymore, and turned around to leave.

"Master Han." Guan Yao called the other party again, "I'm drunk, bring me a bowl of hangover soup."

Han Bai turned his head and looked at him angrily, obviously the other party was not drunk at all, but deliberately teased him, "Okay, you wait."

"Then go quickly." Guan Yao waved at the other party.

When Han Bai came in with hangover soup, Guan Yao had closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Holding the soup, Han Bai stood in front of the couch, hesitating whether to wake the other party up, but after thinking about it, the other party was already asleep, so why bother him by waking up again.

"Here's the soup?" Guan Yao opened his eyes and looked at the back of the other party, "Why did you just leave when you came here?"

Han Bai was put on again by the other party, and he put the hangover soup on the table beside the couch angrily, "Sir, use it slowly."

"Come cool down for me."

"It's already cold."

Guan Yao was not embarrassed, "Help me up."

Han Bai still had lingering fears, and stood there not planning to help the other party.

"Afraid that I will plot against you?" Guan Yao raised his hand and patted his temple lightly. The wide silk sleeve fell from the pulley of the slender arm, and the wrist was bruised by the chain link, looking a little affectionate/ se/non-non.

Han Bai wanted to say yes, but he couldn't say that. The current Guan Yao smiled stubbornly and acted like a vixen, so he had to be on guard.

But when Han Bai had this idea, he couldn't help being afraid, how could he think so, maybe he had already fallen into Guan Ruo's way.

"Come here." Guan Yao's voice urged him lazily and recklessly, "I'm bored."

Han Bai walked over mechanically, put his arm around the other's back, and helped Guan Yao to sit up.

However, Guan Yao restlessly grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, turned his face in front of the opponent, lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Is uncle fragrant?"

Han Bai froze at that moment, his eyes that had no place to rest could only fall on the other's lips, which were also very affectionate.

"Uncle asked you something, is it fragrant or not?" Guan Yao hooked the other's neck with one hand, and caressed the other's face with the other.

Han Bai has practiced martial arts for many years, and his conscious reaction ability is top-notch, but this time he was a little slow, "My lord, you..."

Guan Yao didn't give him a chance to answer, so he went up and blocked the other party's words with his mouth.

Han Bai's eyes widened, only seeing Guan Yao's closed eyes and black and thick eyelashes.

Guan Yao put both hands on Han Bai's shoulders, pushed them hard, and the two of them lay down on the couch.

"Off..." Han Bai seemed to be unable to think in his brain. He had only seen this kind of scene happen to Chu Ming and others, but he hadn't experienced it himself.

Guan Yao opened the opponent's teeth without any effort, and carried out a self-defeating sweep of Han Bai.

It was the first time that Han Bai experienced something soft and warm swimming in his mouth, and immediately felt a strange palpitation in his heart. This palpitation came from - if Chu Ming knew, he would be finished.

He let go of his hands and put them on Guan Yao's shoulders, "Mr. Guan! Do you know what you're doing!"

Guan Yao increased the pressure on Han Bai from her own body, and put her wet-/moist red lips to Han Bai's ear and said, "Chu Ming is not here, how about you accompany me?"

"!" Han Bai couldn't believe his ears, this Guan Yao not only wanted to die, but also pulled himself, "Let me go!"

"You've seen me make-/tangle with him so many times, you don't have any thoughts? You don't want to?" Guan Yao even bit the other's earlobe.

"No! I don't want to!" Han Bai didn't care so much when he was forced to rush, and directly hit the opponent in the back with all his strength, pushing Guan Yao away.

Guan Yao rolled to the side, he exhaled, and murmured unsatisfactorily: "If you don't have it, you don't have it, why are you nervous."

"This kind of thing, Guan Gongzi should know whether he should say it or not, and whether he should do it."

Han Bai left this sentence and ran out of here in big strides. He didn't even hear what Guan Yao said.

Fortunately, there was no one outside the house, otherwise, if Chu Ming's eyes and ears heard and saw it, he and Guan Yao would surely be over.

"Damn."

Han Bai couldn't help scolding, and he didn't know if he was scolding Guan Yao, or he was scolding himself for still caring about this matter at this time, being discovered by Chu Ming, and worrying about himself, forget it, why are you still worried about that person.

After returning, Han Bai immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath for an hour, for fear of leaving Guan Yao's scent on his body, no one is more familiar with Guan Yao's scent than Chu Ming.

Leaning his head on the edge of the bathtub, Han Bai tried his best to digest this matter in his heart. He couldn't figure out why this rumor had to make trouble with Chu Ming.

Guan Ruo Mingming as long as he keeps doing things according to Chu Ming's will, Chu Ming will treat him better, and he will not use this method to imprison him in the house day and night to have fun.

"Really..."

Han Bai couldn't help but think of Chu Ming and Guan Yao's stories about you and me, relying on each other day and night.

After living for more than 20 years, Han Bai has never felt strange because of thinking of other people's Qi Huan.

His hands hidden in the water were constantly in frequency, and after a long time, his panting gradually calmed down. Han Bai weakly supported the side of the bucket, staring at the roof with dull eyes, and couldn't help but think of Guan Yao's back spine.

"Fox spirit..." Han Bai said to himself.

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