Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

The candlelight was dim and flickering.

Fu Cheng was imprisoned under the man's body, the fragile nape of the neck was firmly held by strong hands, and the soft waist was also tightened, tightly sticking to Yu Hanzhou.

Every movement of the man was undeniably tough and harsh, but the kiss on the neck was so soft that it seemed to be touching Fu Cheng's heart, as if he had poured all his affection into it, forcing the young man to breathe shortly and tremble slightly. The collarbone undulates.

He grasped Yu Hanzhou's sleeve tightly in a daze, and rubbed it repeatedly in the palm of his hand, making it extremely messy.

The body that was hugged tightly was extremely sensitive, and it couldn't stop trembling slightly, and it took a long time to call out in a low voice.

"Yu Hanzhou, I'm afraid."

The weak and soft boy's voice was hoarse, pulling the man's mind bit by bit.

The light kiss that was moving up slowly finally stopped, the man propped himself up and left Fu Cheng slightly, no longer oppressing him like that, but moved closer to touch the tip of his nose, a light touch.

"It's so unbearable."

Fu Cheng was so sensitive that she hurriedly raised her hand, trying to cover her face with her fingertips.

But his fingers were long and straight, and they were as white as jade under the dim candlelight. They covered that overly beautiful face, and it was impossible to tell which one was whiter.

There is almost no part of her body that is not delicate, beautiful or attractive.

So, soon, the finger was kissed badly, and the back of the hand was touched again.

"Yu Hanzhou...don't be so bad..." Fu Cheng protested softly.

"When did the truth call itself a good person?"

Yu Hanzhou saw that he closed his eyes slightly, pretending not to know, chuckled hoarsely, and took his hand forcefully, and lightly bit the tip of his ring finger.

"No one told you that being the prime minister is the most dark hearted?"

Fu Cheng was so intimidated that she wanted to retract her fingers, but her wrist was clenched again, and she lifted it up and pressed it onto the pillow.

He was lying on his back in a panic on the pillow, his black hair flowing around like water, making every slight change of expression on his beautiful face visible at a glance.

As if offering sacrifices, there is no ability to resist in front of men.

Yu Hanzhou's eyes were dim, and he lowered his head to kiss his red lips.

Fu Cheng flinched and turned her head, the kiss landed on the dimple, and the ambiguous breath sprayed on the side of her face.

But after a while, the skin there slowly turned red.

Yu Hanzhou pinched his chin, not letting him hide.

Fu Cheng looked at the person who was close in front of her.

The man's back was facing the candlelight, his handsome face was in the shadows, but the eyes staring at him were slightly bright, full of lust, mysterious and dangerous.

Fu Cheng didn't know what to say to escape the teasing, so she held back for a while and still begged in a low voice.

"Yu Hanzhou, don't do this."

Yu Hanzhou pursed his lips when he heard the words, stroked his wrist lightly, leaned over and looked at him with a low voice.

"What do you want if you don't do this? Let the truth pinch your neck, or just want you like this?"

"Do you still remember that you said you would follow me?"

Hearing the words, Fu Cheng blinked blankly and didn't dare to speak.

He wanted to say "squeeze the neck", but Yu Hanzhou just said that... He clearly disagreed, if he really said it, there is a high probability that Yu Hanzhou will directly help him choose the second one, and practice it...

But the latter question is also a proposition.

Fu Cheng was a little aggrieved, and defended in a low voice: "I didn't know before. I just wanted to ask you to work for me..."

The last few words were not guilty, he really thought so.

Fu Cheng is only as courageous as coaxing powerful officials who hold great power to serve him.

But after all, he softened a lot, Xu Shi sensed the danger, and all those arrogant tempers were restrained.

Just like instinct, he was born knowing how to handle the man in front of him, knowing his weaknesses.

Yu Hanzhou was not annoyed, he gently rubbed the soft skin in his palm with his fingertips, and said, "What's so difficult about telling the truth? If you promise me, I will coax you every day without saying anything..."

The words were ambiguous and a little seductive.

Fu Cheng's thin skin quickly revealed a bewitching beauty from the inside out. He didn't know that he had exposed the jerky and ignorant inside, so he carefully pushed Yu Hanzhou's shoulder with his hand, and looked away seriously:

"I'm really scared. I haven't tried it with anyone. Don't bully me."

Seeing his weak appearance, Yu Hanzhou closed his eyes again, his Adam's apple rolling repeatedly.

After a while, the man let go of Fu Cheng's hand, and rubbed his fingertips on the boy's slightly sunken dimples, and said coldly:

"I've been obsessing over the truth, and I won't let you touch me. Didn't I kidnap you? I've been waiting for this for a long time, so what if I force it? Where can you run?"

Fu Cheng pursed her lips when she heard the words, looked up at Yu Hanzhou, raised her voice and said confidently:

"You are a villain if you force me. I can't go anywhere, but I can ignore you."

Yu Hanzhou was taken aback by this coquettish "swearing", then he frowned and threatened: "If the truth doesn't treat you, why don't you talk to me?"

With Yu Hanzhou's ability to manipulate power, it is really easy to make others submit.

However, Fu Cheng silently looked at the man when he heard the sound, and murmured coquettishly: "I want you to give up and I won't treat me, but you just love me, and you frown when I feel uncomfortable. If you don't believe me, try strangling me to death." I."

Yu Hanzhou laughed angrily at these words, and held the back of the boy's neck and rubbed it threateningly for a while.

Seeing Fu Cheng's petite and proud appearance, after all, he didn't say anything too much, and squeezed Fu Cheng into his arms tightly, full of desire.

The man was deeply buried in the orange snow-colored neck and breathed, his narrow and deep eyes were slightly closed, hiding an almost undisguised infatuation.

That obsession is like a poppy, but if it touches a little bit, it will be out of control. I have been thinking about it for many years, spanning two lifetimes.

Fu Cheng trembled from the overheated breath, frowned, her voice was limp because of lack of strength, and said: "Yu Hanzhou, you poked me."

"Be good. Besides, don't blame the truth for being merciless." Yu Hanzhou didn't let go.

Ke Fucheng quickly asked for help coquettishly: "My leg hurts from being poked."

Yu Hanzhou gritted his teeth because of his grinding, and finally let go of him and stood up.

The man put his warm palm on Fu Cheng's forehead which was still a bit cold, and stroked it gently, but his face was expressionless, as if he was angry, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are the only one who is so delicate."

Fu Cheng was very comfortable being touched, but what he could see was the rolling Adam's apple and still fiery eyes, and he felt that Yu Hanzhou was easily irritated at this time, so he didn't dare to move.

He said slowly: "I am not in good health. You are so... I am prone to pain."

Yu Hanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Get some ointment for you to apply, okay?"

Fu Cheng shook her head and said honestly: "It's not that serious."

But even if he invisibly escaped from the beautiful medicine, Yu Hanzhou couldn't just let him go.

At the very least, something needs to be said clearly.

The little golden bell beside the bed was quickly rang.

Yu Hanzhou got up and got off the couch, wrapped Fucheng in a quilt, and then ordered people to prepare water for bathing.

Fu Cheng no longer hurts now, and wanted to lift the quilt to come out, but was held down and couldn't move.

Yu Hanzhou sat on the side of the couch, his straight snow-colored dress was a little messy after being rubbed by Fu Cheng just now, but it still didn't damage the man's handsomeness.

It was the first time for Fu Cheng to see the other party dressed like this, and after thinking about it, he hesitated and said: "You... Yu Hanzhou, you hold the folding fan, can you show me?"

The man looked at him jokingly.

Fu Cheng couldn't help pulling up the quilt to cover half of her face, looked back innocently, and said, "You look so good-looking."

Yu Hanzhou's appearance is inherently unique, when he wears court clothes, he is deep and steady, and he is planning to win the world, and when he wears strong clothes, he is handsome, elegant and elegant, especially when he is holding a folding fan in his hand.

Other aristocrats like to fan their fans gracefully, but Yu Hanzhou has never opened a folding fan.

Just holding it to show interest, and to confuse those who want to please him, which makes him less romantic and more mysterious and deep.

Fu Cheng likes such reliable and deep people, because they are generally thoughtful and more stable than him.

"Which folding fan do you want?"

Yu Hanzhou did not refuse, got up and walked to the dowry table, and opened the cabinet.

Fu Cheng tilted her head in doubt, just about to say that she didn't have a folding fan here, but saw two in the cabinet.

He took a closer look, but his intuition was not good, he silently grabbed the quilt to wrap himself up, and suggested, "Use your own one to look better."

But Yu Hanzhou picked up one of the fans in the cabinet, opened it up, and found it was the prince's handwriting.

Fu Cheng wanted to put the quilt over her head.

There are all love poems written by the crown prince, such as "There are bandits and gentlemen who are as sharp as grinding..."

Yu Hanzhou lowered his eyes and read all the inscriptions on the fan. With a shock of internal strength in his hand, the bones of the fan broke and fell to the ground in random order.

Fu Cheng looked at the other party quietly, but saw Yu Hanzhou walking back with a blank face, raised his hand slightly, and the black gold ebony folding fan on the table flew into his palm.

Holding the folding fan in one hand, the man looked down at him deeply, bent down for a while, stroked his hair lightly, and said in a low voice:

"That invitation, I read it for what it is."

Hearing this, Fu Cheng slowly grabbed the quilt with both hands, looked at Yu Hanzhou, and lowered her eyes again.

According to the hexagram and the fate line `Nan` Feng, his true identity is a spy, and it seems that it is not time to confess at this time...

If you talk nonsense, will it hurt again?

Fu Cheng frowned, not knowing how to respond.

Because now Yu Hanzhou is unwilling to kill him, and he can't harm Yu Hanzhou, and he can't follow the fate line. He has already fallen into an endless loop and can only take one step at a time.

Really want to talk about the solution...

The little quilt demon silently spread out the quilt in her heart, and lay down.

Indicates that there is no such thing.

Fu Cheng smashed his cans and fell silent, waiting for Yu Hanzhou to "punish" him.

Unexpectedly, the punishment did not wait, but a man's solemn voice came from above his head.

"You don't need to worry about it. You don't need to care about who is threatening you. You just need to know that no one dares to touch you under my nose."

Fu Cheng hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Then... If I don't do that, will you stay with me all the time?"

If he doesn't follow the fate line, he will die of pain. He can't do without Yu Hanzhou at all.

"Mmm. Of course." Yu Hanzhou seemed to know what Fu Cheng cared about.

The hand behind the back almost broke the folding fan, but still did not show anything, only slowed down the serious look, smiled, and said, "I won't let you suffer, I won't let you get sick."

There is no love in Xiaoyaoguanzi's eyes at all, even if his body is extremely sensitive, what he cares about in his heart is whether there is someone to accompany him, whether someone will love him, and whether it will hurt.

Very naive, but also more difficult to control than anyone else.

Because once he can't get it, he will give up lazily, and won't try hard at all. Only when others praise him and stuff it into his hand, can he reach out and hug him.

Once Yu Hanzhou cared about him, there was nothing he could do about it.

In other words, all available and truly useful methods are reluctant to be used on him.

But... there are always things that have to be prevented in advance.

Before Fu Cheng could speak, Yu Hanzhou pinched his chin threateningly, threatening in a deep voice.

"You are not allowed to follow what is written on the invitation, and you are not allowed to give up on yourself because of it, understand?"

Looking into the man's eyes, Fu Cheng felt that there was something deep there, with something he had never seen before, so she couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Very well-behaved.

Yu Hanzhou was still not satisfied, he looked at him bullyingly, and said, "Tell me, I understand."

This posture is actually not very gentle, but gentleness is not necessarily useful.

Fu Cheng slowly followed his words: "Understood."

Only then did Yu Hanzhou show a slight smile, and gently stroked his cheek in satisfaction, as if to comfort him.

Fu Cheng is not used to this kind of numbness, but when Yu Hanzhou touched him, there was also a faint, thick tenderness, distant and quiet, which made him feel comfortable, and he couldn't help but want to get closer, so he Lazily did not refuse.

After sitting like this for a while, Fu Cheng remembered something, and asked puzzledly: "Yu Hanzhou, you don't... like that, why don't you want me to seduce you?"

Yu Hanzhou sneered when he heard the words, stared at him leisurely, and said: "The real beauty, listen to other people's words, and seduce me for others, tell me, should I be happy, or should I kill this other person?"

This is an understatement, as if killing the current prince is as simple as discussing the weather.

However, Fu Cheng sensed that a storm was about to come, and said honestly, pinching her fingers: "You shouldn't be happy, they are the bastards."

Yu Hanzhou was taken aback by this sentence, then smiled again in a blink of an eye, and was picked up by Fu Cheng lovingly for a moment, and turned around in a circle.

It flew out of the room!

Fu Cheng was so frightened that she tightened the man's skirt and was about to close her eyes when she heard Yu Hanzhou's hearty laughter above her head.

"Look, does this moon look like you... You should be the real beauty."

Fu Cheng looked up in astonishment, and saw that Yu Hanzhou had carried him to the top of the boat.

Looking up from this point, you can see the boundless river and a high-hanging full moon.

The bright moon is bright, but the twilight underneath is covered with frost and dew, and it blends together strangely.

Fu Cheng watched quietly, and Xu Yu smiled slightly, and said, "Why does the moon look like me?"

Yu Hanzhou did not answer.

But the bright moon is in my arms.

Xu was worried that Fucheng would be blown by the wind, so Yu Hanzhou hugged him tightly and jumped off the top of the boat again.

Fu Cheng put her forehead against the man's shoulder and closed her eyes.

When passing by the maids waiting on both sides of the corridor, they could clearly hear their salutes.

Then there was the creaking sound of the door opening and closing.

Water vapor hits the face.

Fu Cheng opened her eyes curiously, looked at the somewhat unfamiliar bathroom, and said, "This is not a painting boat."

"How do you know?" Yu Hanzhou asked.

"The architecture of the painting boat is in Jiangnan style." Fu Cheng said softly.

Yu Hanzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, coaxing in his ear: "You're really smart."

"Uh..." Fu Cheng hadn't been praised for being smart for a long time, but today she was praised twice by Yu Hanzhou, her face turned red, but she pursed her lips reservedly and didn't smile.

Yu Hanzhou wanted to sigh how stupid he was, and recalled how the young man cared about forgetting his past knowledge, so he frowned for a while, and walked in with him in his arms.

There is also a bathing pool on the painting boat, but Fu Cheng usually doesn't like maids to wait for bathing, and he has limited mobility, so he only uses the bathtub.

Now seeing the hot steam in the bath made of white marble, he glanced expectantly, and then looked at Yu Hanzhou.

Yu Hanzhou leaned over and put the boy on the couch by the pool, and stretched out his hand to pull away the quilt wrapped in Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng slept in obscene clothes, suffering from the pain just now, the snow-colored underwear was already sticking to her body with sweat, so it was easy to catch cold.

Yu Hanzhou didn't dare to delay any longer, before he could react, he untied the quilt and picked up the person, approached the bath a few steps, and slowly put the person into the hot water.

The thin clothes couldn't cover anything after soaking in the water, and the heat was dense, and the young man's slender and graceful figure was looming.

The eyes of the man behind him were getting darker with concern, but he only thoughtfully supported the boy's shoulders to prevent him from slipping.

Fu Cheng fumbled to sit on the white jade steps, and after making sure that she would not be flooded, she turned her head to look at Yu Hanzhou comfortably, and said, "Sit down."

The water was hot, and the cloud-like black hair was immersed in the water. When the young man looked back, he tried to pull his long hair in front of him, but the butterfly bones that were about to fly could not be covered up completely.

Yu Hanzhou narrowed his eyes and stared at him closely, and saw that Fu Cheng raised his hands and groped for his hair unconsciously, his snow-white knuckles pierced through the pitch-black hair, but he couldn't get out of the entanglement, and he didn't untangle his hair for a long time. Holding it together, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, restraining the rising desire, and raised his hand to help him.

The man's hands were well-articulated, much larger than Fu Cheng's, and he gathered all the thick and soft long hair into the palm of his hand, smoothed it out a little, and placed it in front of his body.

Fu Cheng touched the long hair on her shoulders, looked back and smiled at Yu Hanzhou.

The beautiful eyebrows and eyes are full of charm, and they are lively and fragrant.

Yu Hanzhou was almost bewitched, and knelt down on one knee by the pool, not caring that his clothes were soaked in water, and leaned over to wrap the boy in his arms.

In the next moment, Fu Cheng's inner garment was torn apart and spread to both sides.

Fu Cheng didn't feel anything wrong at first, until the undershirt faded to reveal half of the back of his shoulders, he realized that he opened his eyes wide in astonishment, raised his hand, grabbed the collar, and turned to look at Yu Hanzhou.

Fu Cheng didn't sit too low, her belly was covered with underwear and exposed to the water. When she turned her head like this, she seemed to be hugged by Yu Hanzhou who had landed on one knee.

The man lowered his eyes and met his, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? Hasn't anyone served you before taking a bath?"

For some reason, Fu Cheng trembled when he heard these words, and replied softly: "I'm not like that... I don't like maids helping me."

He did all the washing by himself, and he didn't want Chunxi's help, let alone anyone watching.

Yu Hanzhou's scorching fingertips still rested on the young man's shoulder, seeing Fu Cheng's terrified appearance, he let go of his hand, and coaxed: "Isn't it good for the truth to serve you?"

Fu Cheng shook her head lightly, the corners of her eyes were red.

Yu Hanzhou rubbed his chin, leaned over and kissed the young man's brow lightly. Seeing Fu Cheng's eyelashes trembling, as if he was frightened, he couldn't help but hooked his lips, and said with a smile: "Little counselor, boss around and speak harshly." It's amazing..."

Fu Cheng gave the man a pitiful look.

"Uh..." Yu Hanzhou couldn't bear to say any more, he just reached out and took the balm used for shampooing, and said in a low voice, "Be patient, sit down, wash your hair and leave, okay?" good?"

"En." Fu Cheng responded delicately, and was supported by Yu Hanzhou to sit down a jade step, and her upper body was completely soaked in the hot water.

Immediately, the big hand behind him stretched out, picked up his long hair, held it in the palm, and combed it slowly. When it was completely soaked in the water, he let go, took another small wooden ladle, and scooped up the water. Carefully wet his scalp, then dug out the balm, covered it with heat, and rubbed it into his long hair bit by bit.

Yu Hanzhou's movements are actually not very proficient, but every time he was showered with water to wash his long hair, he would free up his hand to help him block the water flow at the right time, so as to ensure that his ears and face would not get wet.

Fu Cheng used to rub it randomly, because he was not familiar with long hair and was not good at taking care of it, which often made him feel uncomfortable, and he didn't want Chunxi to wash it for him.

This is the most comfortable time he has washed his hair since crossing.

After washing her hair, the maid also brought over the clothes.

Only then did Yu Hanzhou hold his face and carefully look at his expression.

Seeing that Fu Cheng was in high spirits, he didn't look like he would suddenly fall asleep or fall asleep due to exhaustion, Fang instructed: "The truth is outside. Call me if you have something to do."

"Well, my robe... is the thick one, did you bring it?" Fu Cheng asked.

There is no shower cap specially used to cover hair in this world. When Fu Cheng just wore it before, every time after bathing, Fu Cheng could only wear thin obscene clothes with wet hair, and then sat back on the couch and slowly wrung out her long hair with a cloth towel , often before the long hair is dry, the clothes on the back are soaked and very cold.

He was in poor health and was prone to cold, so he caught a cold once.

Later... After Yu Hanzhou rescued him, he somehow found out about it, and he made a special trip to order a thick bathrobe for him. From then on, even if his hair was dripping with water, Fu Cheng would not be affected. cold.

He likes the soft and warm clothes very much.

Hearing this, Yu Hanzhou got up and took a stack of clothes and several cloth towels from the couch not far away, put them on the small table next to the bathtub, and said, "Here."

"Oh." Fu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and saw Yu Hanzhou was still staring at him, then turned around, not looking at him.

At this moment, he also realized the influence of his reaction on Yu Hanzhou, and he was almost bullied just now for smiling.

Not long after, a brand new box of balm was gently placed beside her, and then the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Until the swaying bead curtain not far away stopped completely, Fu Cheng could still feel the hot temperature on her face.

He lowered his head silently, took off his underwear and soaked in the water, thinking that even his parents couldn't treat him like a fragile object like this.

Because his parents are old, even when he was young, he still had more than enough energy, and he was often taken care of by nurses, and the nurses would change every three months, and there were always some who did not do well.

In the end is not the same.

It would be great if Yu Hanzhou only regarded him as his ancestor and didn't want to do anything else with him.

Fu Cheng pondered, stretched lazily in the water, opened the balm and sniffed it...

Doesn't seem to have any special smell?

Fu Cheng was puzzled, raised her arm and sniffed herself, and then suddenly realized...there is really no smell.

Because there is a fragrance on his body, although I usually can't smell it if I don't smell it carefully, Chunxi has hinted that it is very fragrant many times, and asked him what kind of balm he used before, and wanted him to recommend it...

But in memory, this body has never used those things.

Why did Yu Hanzhou give him colorless and odorless balm?Simply don't like to use fragrance?I still like the aroma of Fu Orange, I don't want to confuse other flavors...

Fu Cheng frowned, feeling that a man like Yu Hanzhou wouldn't care so much, probably because he didn't like fragrance.

Fu Cheng rubbed the balm on her arms slowly, then casually stretched out her fingers, and lightly drew a complicated symbol on the water surface.

As the symbol dispersed, the familiar hexagram image appeared in his mind again.

The difference is that the "Fu Cheng" who originally came to Yu Hanzhou's side through the prince's tricks has turned into Fu Cheng who was forcibly captured by Yu Hanzhou.

Is this because of what Yu Hanzhou did today?Leading to a change in the hexagram?

As Fu Cheng thought about it, the hexagram in front of her eyes slowly changed again, and changed back to those words again.

【Seduce Yu Hanzhou】

"Uh..." Fu Cheng was silent for a moment, the little quilt in her heart was gradually spread out, and she said silently: "You really don't think it's Yu Hanzhou who is seducing me?"

The hexagram image did not respond.

A moment later, Fu Cheng was tortured by the disease and would rather die than die.

Fu Cheng suddenly became unhappy, her eyebrows and eyes waved away the hexagrams indifferently, and when her arms fell, water splashed all around.

He didn't care, he just scrubbed himself seriously.

Now there is no blood jade, no folding fan by his side, and Yu Hanzhou's life depends on him. He has long since lost his autonomy.

It's just relative, Yu Hanzhou is also reluctant to let him die.

So even if he is a salted fish, Yu Hanzhou can save him.

No matter how powerful this hexagram is, what can it do to him?

When not facing her parents and Yu Hanzhou, Fu Cheng's nature is always arrogant.

The hexagram image wants him to seduce?

Fu Cheng replied lazily in her heart:

Do you believe that if I lay on the couch and stretched out my arms to Yu Hanzhou, Yu Hanzhou could kill me overnight?

As if seduction is not dangerous, just open your mouth and come.

The author says:

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