Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

The reason why a beauty is a beauty is that its natural appearance can overwhelm the country, its color can confuse people, its body is exquisite and exquisite, and it seems to be made by nature.

Fu Cheng's skin is white and greasy like snow, tall and beautiful, even though she is wrapped in a thick bathrobe, the waist pinched by Yu Hanzhou in the palm is still soft as if it has no bones. The embrace, fit as if it should be from birth, so intimate that even the toes wrapped in silk stockings were forced off the ground.

He knew that Yu Hanzhou had reacted at this moment, so he didn't dare to sit too much inside, and for a moment he used his foot to hook Yu Hanzhou's calf, which was tightly entwined like vines, trying to stabilize his figure so that he could no longer Slip into each other's arms.

But for any normal man in the world, it is impossible for any normal man in the world to remain indifferent to being repeatedly seduced by the beauty he loves by rubbing his feet against his calf.

What's more, the beauty's warm body is held in the hands of the man at this time, the fragrance is fragrant, sweet and intoxicating, and it is as soft as water when touched, which makes the arms of the man's embrace become tighter and tighter, wanting to crush her in his arms.

Yu Hanzhou was hooked for a day, but he couldn't hold it back. He buried his head in Fu Cheng's neck, his tall nose rubbed against the boy's red snowy skin ambiguously. With one bite, Fu Cheng's spine trembled slightly.

The man's voice was extremely hoarse and deep, almost pressed against his throat, it was an extremely secretive flirting.

"Did the truth boast that you are very fragrant? You don't even use fragrance dew, how can you smell like this?"

"I... I don't know!" Fu Cheng's eyes turned red from being teased, and the toes that wrapped around the man trembled slightly. She couldn't help struggling, and whispered: "It's not that obvious... Don't hold it so tight."

But the more he twisted, the harder the feet hooking Yu Hanzhou's calf rubbed against each other. The man's Adam's apple slipped repeatedly, but he couldn't hold it back, and bent down to hold Fu Cheng's feet again.

Fu Cheng had already dodged once before, but when she saw this, she subconsciously wanted to dodge again.

But this time Yu Hanzhou moved much faster than before, grabbed the instep of his foot before he slipped away, and then rubbed the sole of his foot punishingly through the thin silk socks.

Fu Cheng kicked anxiously, but instead of breaking free, she slid a little further into Yu Hanzhou's arms.

I don't know what happened, the man with dark eyes suddenly let out a muffled snort.

In the next moment, Fu Cheng's feet were suddenly released, and the man straightened up, holding his arms tightly around his waist and suddenly lifted him up, actually changing the man from sitting sideways on his lap to straddling him. Facing each other, they pressed hard into their arms.

Fu Cheng screamed a little when she was caught, because she changed from sitting sideways to kneeling, her knees quickly touched the soft couch, and even the tightly wrapped bathrobe fell apart again.

Yu Hanzhou didn't prepare underwear for him before, so Fu Cheng came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and now the skin on his legs was closely attached to Yu Hanzhou's clothes, making him a little itchy.

Although he didn't feel cold, he seemed to have bumped into something...

"Yu Hanzhou," Fu Cheng grabbed the man's robe and begged in a low voice, "I haven't worn obscene pants yet, don't sit like this..."

The other party was dressed in handsome clothes, but he was sitting on Yu Hanzhou's body with bare legs, which was very strange.

However, Yu Hanzhou had already picked up the loose bathrobe and carefully covered his legs to ensure that he would not be blown by the wind. Then he lowered his head and kissed his face comfortingly, and whispered: "You hooked up this day today." How many times have you been told that you can't bear the truth if you only want some reward?"

"I didn't hook you..." Fu Cheng bit her lip and tilted her head, rubbing her forehead on the other's shoulder, trying to bury her face.

At some point, the sensitive soft flesh between his legs pressed tightly against the man's solid abdomen, rubbing and squeezing while struggling, making Yu Hanzhou's breath unstable.

Fu Cheng's eyes were flushed, she closed her eyes tightly, her hot cheek leaned against Yu Hanzhou's shoulder, she bit her lip and said nothing, as if she recognized her.

Seeing how well-behaved he was, the man couldn't help softening his heavy eyebrows, kissed the corner of the boy's lips tenderly, and coaxed him next to his ear: "Help me, okay?"

Fu Cheng's soft waist seemed to have been rubbed carefully, he shook, hid his hands, and covered them tightly, as if this way he would not be forced, why not: "I really don't know how."

"You've grown up so much, haven't you relieved yourself?" Yu Hanzhou coaxed him.

Fu Cheng couldn't help closing her eyes even tighter, trying to recall, Fang whispered: "It's all...it's natural when I'm sleeping, why would I do it specially, I'm not in good health...how can I do it..."

Frail and sickly, her growth is slow, and she really doesn't have the extra energy to do these things. In addition, in Fu Cheng's first life, she has never been in a relationship at all, and she has never even met someone she likes, and she doesn't have that kind of need psychologically.

Yu Hanzhou also seemed to have thought of his poor health, reached out to hold his hand, rubbed his fragile fingertips carefully, and waited for him to relax, then slowly spread them out, fingers passed through, and clasped intimately with him. Together.

Fu Cheng felt the tight palm, wanted to take back her hand, but also felt that it would be safer to hold her like this, maybe Yu Hanzhou would just let it go if his heart softened?

He breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned relaxedly on the man's shoulder, thinking that he had escaped a catastrophe.

Unexpectedly, Yu Hanzhou held him tenderly for a long time, and that place did not disappear at all, and it was even more obvious.

Seeing that he was not so nervous, the man slowly clasped his hand back, gently grabbed his hand, pressed it to his abdomen without rejection, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

As soon as Fu Cheng touched it, he hurriedly pulled back, but he was held tightly and could not back down.

Yu Hanzhou's movements were tougher than before, even if he didn't speak, his intimidating majesty couldn't be concealed.

Apparently there is no thing that men can't get at all, and Fucheng is the first and only one.

Even if he couldn't get what he asked for, the predatory nature in Yu Hanzhou's bones still existed, and if he couldn't suppress it, he couldn't stop showing up.

Xu Shi was really worried that the young man would not be able to accept it. After all, there was a layer of clothing between them, which was not so direct.

Even so, Fu Cheng still felt the palm of his hand was hot, and the strange touch was extremely obvious.

His fingertips were trembling and numb, trembling, he didn't dare to use force, and he couldn't move it away. He was only led to rub it slowly and practiced repeatedly.

The sound of breathing from the ear gradually became more and more heavy, the man bowed his head and kissed his dimples, the corners of his lips, the beads of his lips, one by one, his slightly closed deep eyes were full of desire, and he repeatedly coaxed him in a hoarse voice.

"Chengcheng... the delicate beauty of the truth..."

"Have you learned... to do this..."

The timbre was hoarse and sexy, making Fu Cheng want to cover her ears.

He really wanted Yu Hanzhou not to tell the steps... At least don't teach him how to please a man so blatantly...

Fu Cheng was really about to be bullied and cried, he sniffed lightly, and muttered softly: "Don't say it... I don't want you to teach..."

"But Jiaojiao is so good at learning the truth." Yu Hanzhou kissed his reddened nose.

After hearing this, Fu Cheng just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it, and after holding back for a long time, she closed her eyes and cursed: "You are shameless."

"Yeah." Yu Hanzhou was self-aware, knowing that he had forced his sweetheart, so he didn't refute.

Fu Cheng frowned and did as the man taught her, her whole body limp in Yu Hanzhou's arms.

As if afraid of freezing him, Yu Hanzhou hugged him tightly, and even put a thick robe on him.

He behaved really well, Yu Hanzhou held his soft hand, he did what he wanted to do, and didn't resist much, but after doing it twice, his hands were sore and numb, Yu Hanzhou didn't finish yet, he felt a little bit Scratched twice angrily.

The man's health seemed to never stop.

Yu Hanzhou's sudden gasping sound came from beside his ears, followed by a hoarse low laugh, coaxing him: "Tired?"

Fu Cheng didn't dare to open her eyes at all, and begged embarrassingly: "Hurry up...I'm tired."

"Okay, wait a little longer." Yu Hanzhou kissed his brow comfortingly, and stopped laughing at him.

When it was over, Yu Hanzhou scrubbed the two of them briefly, got up and walked a few steps with Fu Cheng in his arms, and walked all the way to the edge of the bath, then carefully put the boy's hands into the bath to clean them, and then returned the same way .

Fu Cheng snuggled into the man's arms, still silent.

He thought that Yu Hanzhou would carry him back to the couch, but Yu Hanzhou just stopped by the side of the couch, freed his hand to pick up the cloak and covered him, then carried him out again.

Fu Cheng didn't know where she was going, so she slowly opened her eyes and looked around, asking, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the room." Yu Hanzhou said.

The two entered a somewhat unfamiliar bedroom.

Fu Cheng looked around and was relieved to see that this room was not the East Wing where Yu Hanzhou lived before.

Yu Hanzhou walked around the house with the man in his arms, so that Fu Cheng could find his way.

Fu Cheng didn't look at it at all, but went to look at Yu Hanzhou's face.

The man found out, looked down at him, and smiled with his lips curled up. His brows and eyes were filled with satisfied smiles, and he was even full of energy.

Fu Cheng looked at their postures and asked, "Aren't you tired after holding me for so long?"

"Prince is also a military commander, ten of you and I can carry it." Yu Hanzhou didn't care, put him back on the couch after the visit, straightened his bathrobe, and then leaned over and said, "Go and clean it up , you changed your clothes, can you do it?"

Fu Cheng frowned and hummed softly, "I'm not a child, I changed my clothes myself before."

"Huh?" Yu Hanzhou's eyes brightened slightly, and he stared at him closely, "Has the maid never approached you?"

"No." Feeling embarrassed, Fu Cheng turned her head, "I'm not a casual person. Maids are all girls."

"Very good." Satisfied, Yu Hanzhou handed him the clothes, and thoughtfully helped him put down the curtain, and then locked the door.

Seeing that the man turned his head and entered the bathroom just now, Fu Cheng looked away and changed his clothes by himself.

He moved slowly, and when he was all dressed, he sat on the edge of the couch and fastened his belt. Yu Hanzhou had already changed into his black uniform and came out.

Seeing the style of clothes the other party was wearing, Fu Cheng suddenly lowered her head and looked at herself.

Wide black sleeves embroidered with gold thread, tight girdle, and hem without any pattern... It is exactly the same as what Yu Hanzhou wears, the only difference is that he is a small size.

Such a simple and elegant style, and the color is black, it looks handsome and personable on Yu Hanzhou, but it can be worn on Fu Cheng...

Yu Hanzhou stared at the young man's waist that could be grasped with one hand, the bare and glowing neck and fingertips, and the snow-skinned red lips at a glance, alluring and so beautiful.

But the young man didn't know it, he just leaned on the head of the bed softly and bonelessly, holding an ivory comb in his hand, and slowly combed his waist-length hair.

That head of black hair was like a cloud, and the tail was slightly rolled up, spreading on her back as thick as a waterfall, making Fu Cheng's face more delicate and exquisite.

The boy with beautiful eyebrows and innocent eyes in memory seems to have grown up in a blink of an eye, and has become such a stunning beauty that confuses people's hearts.

For some reason, Yu Hanzhou's original desire to order the maid to come in and serve her has faded away.

The man walked towards Fu Cheng, and just as he was about to take the ivory comb, Fu Cheng sat up straight and threw the comb aside.

"This hair is too long, please help me call a maid to help me." Fu Cheng raised her face and asked, her hands were twisted together uncomfortably, complaining delicately, "My hands are sore."

Yu Hanzhou immediately raised his eyebrows, sat aside, but reached out to hold the two overlapping hands of the young man, and slowly kneaded his wrists in his palms.

Fu Cheng was rubbed comfortably, her face couldn't help turning red, and a smile appeared in her curved eyes.

He looked at Yu Hanzhou's movements curiously, and asked, "Why does your hand seem to be warm, as if there is something there?"

"Huh?" Yu Hanzhou kept moving, pursing his lips and said, "People who practice martial arts naturally have inner strength, but they can't see it."

"There is such a thing as internal force?" Fu Cheng was surprised.

He thought about it, and it seemed that when Yu Hanzhou was in pain before, something like energy passed to him in his palm, and he thought it was psychological comfort.

Thinking about it this way, wouldn't the martial arts practitioners in this world be against the sky?No wonder the old emperor was so afraid of Jinganwei. He worked hard to practice Taoism at a very old age, probably because he was afraid of being murdered.

"There is inner strength. It takes at least ten years to develop inner strength. Some generals in the court come from Jianghu, and most of them are recruited by An." Yu Hanzhou explained.

"Oh, how about your martial arts? You took me out tonight, is it light work?" Fu Cheng asked.

"Yes. In fact, martial arts, the top three in the Jianghu, the first two are old and passed away." Yu Hanzhou said lightly.

Fu Cheng opened her eyes slightly.

It takes ten years to develop internal strength, martial arts are unrivaled in the world, and the top two are old and dead...

Fu Cheng looked at Yu Hanzhou suspiciously.

He is handsome, tall and straight like a pine, and he doesn't look seventy or eighty...

Seeing his delicate expression, Yu Hanzhou couldn't help but smile and said: "Why, doubt the age of the truth?"

"A little bit." Fu Cheng nodded hesitantly, and added, "It doesn't mean you're old."

Yu Hanzhou never bothered with him about the word "old", he just rubbed Fu Cheng's wrist gently, and with his backhand he found a medicine bottle out of nowhere, and took Fu Cheng's hand.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Cheng looked puzzled as her hands were spread open.

Then, Yu Hanzhou dipped his fingertips in the cool ointment, and slowly applied it to his red palms.

Fu Cheng remembered why it was red, and turned her head.

Yu Hanzhou's movements were very gentle. After painting, he leaned close to blow on him. His warm breath fell on his sensitive palms, as if coaxing him.

Fu Cheng pursed her lips uncomfortably, and said hesitantly, "Okay... okay."

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Yu Hanzhou raised his head and asked him.

Fu Cheng shook her head, "It's just numb, it will be fine in a while."

Who would have thought that the skin on the palm of his hand would be so fragile that even doing that would almost break the skin...

Yu Hanzhou obviously didn't believe it, so he blew on it patiently, reapplied the medicine all over, looked up and saw that Fu Cheng had no uncomfortable reaction, so he put away his hands and picked up the ivory comb.

When a strand of black hair hanging in front of her body was lifted up, Fu Cheng turned her head in surprise.

But Yu Hanzhou was already obsessed with the ivory comb to comb his hair, and asked very normally: "You are not as weak as a crown now, but you use a headband to tie the end of your hair?"

Fu Cheng's hair is usually draped, and occasionally tied with a headband near the butterfly bone, which is very casual.

He couldn't wear a crown, and he was born delicate and beautiful, so it was more suitable not to wear his hair in a bun.

Fu Cheng nodded after thinking about it, glanced sideways at the handful of black hair held in the palm of the man's hand, felt a little strange for some reason, and turned her head again.

After combing quietly for a while, Fu Cheng felt that the ends of her hair were tied up, reached out to touch it, and asked, "What kind of headband is it?"

"Naturally, I bought it as it is, to match the clothes."

Fu Cheng looked at the gold thread tattooed on the hem of the black clothes. This thing seemed to be extremely expensive, and it was not allowed to wear black unless it was a relative of the emperor, and it was not allowed to wear black unless it was a super-rank minister.

"Can I wear clothes of this color?" Fu Cheng asked.

But Yu Hanzhou smiled, and comforted him: "It's okay. The old national teacher is super-grade, you should be a noble, and wearing this, even the emperor will not blame you."

Rules are dead, but it is people who make the rules.

Yu Hanzhou is the only person in the world who can wear black court clothes, but the Ministry of Rites only looks after the prime minister, and the old emperor is even more eager for Fu Cheng to perform the crown ceremony as soon as possible to inherit the title of Marquis of Anding and the position of future national teacher, so as to comfort the old national teacher's spirit in heaven and relieve the tension in his heart Guilty, who dares to say anything?

Fu Cheng looked down at her clothes and nodded.

"Good." Yu Hanzhou patted his head, turned back and left the bedroom.

The meals in the outside room had already been reheated by the cook, and they were covered all the time, and the kang was burned in the room again, which was as warm as spring, so it would not be necessary to go back to the furnace and rebuild it.

Yu Hanzhou ordered someone to prepare a meal, turned his head and entered the bedroom, saw that the young man had put on his shoes, was sitting on the couch obediently waiting, and immediately picked up Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng got used to flying several times in a row in a day.

He grabbed Yu Hanzhou's sleeve, and waited for the man to carry him out of the door before discussing in a low voice: "Can you help me there?"

"Want to go by yourself?"

"Hmm... You see someone is here, you can lead me..." Fu Cheng felt that it wasn't that he couldn't walk at all, it was just that he couldn't go far and needed someone to help him.

Yu Hanzhou watched him for a moment, carefully put him down as he said, and when he hit the ground, he was about to raise his arms to hug the young man, but Fu Cheng grabbed his sleeve.

Fu Cheng didn't have much strength in his legs, and he was still wobbling while holding his sleeves. He glanced at Yu Hanzhou and asked, "Why aren't you moving?"

"How?" Yu Hanzhou looked down at him with a smile on his face, and motioned to his sleeves that were being pulled, "Do you want to play tricks to prevent Zhenxiang from hugging you?"

Fu Cheng was hit, and couldn't help but glared at the man, and said softly, "Will you not hold me?"

Yu Hanzhou was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that he stretched out his big hand to wrap around the boy's hand, holding it tightly.

Sure enough, Fu Cheng swayed, and then stretched out his other hand and grabbed Yu Hanzhou's sleeve. From a distance, it looked like he was snuggling up to the other party's side.

The maid had already been sent out, and there was only one high value who rushed back and Tang Qingfeng who had been guarding the dishes.

The two looked at each other carefully, and out of the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of the clothes style on the young man's body, which was almost exactly the same as that of the prime minister. They were a little startled for a moment, looked at each other silently, and then quickly calmed down.

Those clothes were made by the two of them watching the Pavilion Master of Jinxiu Pavilion closely all the time, and some of them were completed several years ago and had been sent back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for collection.

And the most bizarre thing is that the size that was ordered at that time was the size that Prince An Ding was wearing at the moment...

For example, Fu Cheng's black dress was made by Yu Hanzhou six years ago. There are only two sets in the prime minister's house, one is worn by Fu Cheng, and the other is on Yu Hanzhou's body.

The two of them had already guessed which master belonged to that size before, but now that they saw Fu Cheng, they understood everything.

It's just that the Prime Minister was indifferent when he met Prince An Ding in the past, not to mention predicting the size and preparing the clothes for the prince when he grows up in advance. Except for the first time he went to meet him in person six years ago, he has never looked at him since.

Why did you suddenly fall in love with such a baby recently?

The two Gao Zhi couldn't figure it out, and retreated silently after serving the dishes.

Fu Cheng was led by Yu Hanzhou to sit at the table, looking at the rich dishes on the table.

It seems that they are all his favorite dishes...

Yu Hanzhou served him a bowl of fish porridge, put all his favorite dishes on the plate, and comforted him:

"With the addition of medicine, I am not afraid of indigestion."

Fu Cheng nodded, lowered his head to bite the meat, and tried one dish after another.

Seeing that he didn't drink porridge, Yu Hanzhou brought the bowl over to feed him.

Fu Cheng hurriedly turned her head and said, "This porridge has thorns, I'll get stuck in my neck."

"Uh..." Yu Hanzhou frowned, looked at the fragrant fish, and said, "I'm going to stab you, so I won't choke you."

Unexpectedly, Fu Cheng persisted and shook his head, saying: "I have been stuck by a fishbone before."

"So?" Yu Hanzhou had a bad feeling.

"So this one might have thorns too. I don't eat fish." Fu Cheng shook her head and rubbed to the side, even turned around with the plate in her hand, trying to turn her back on Yu Hanzhou.

"Uh..." Yu Hanzhou almost laughed angrily, put the bowl back on the table, stretched out his long arms, and brought the boy with the stool over, sandwiching them between his legs.

As soon as Fu Cheng turned her head, she saw the man holding the bowl behind her, and hurriedly protested: "I don't want to eat."

Yu Hanzhou wrapped him in his arms from behind, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Do you still want to be smart?"

"What does this have to do with being smart?" Fu Cheng was suspicious.

"Eating fish will make you smarter." Yu Hanzhou coaxed him.

Fu Cheng shook her head and said, "It's not because I'm not smart enough..."

It's because the quilt demon doesn't have enough brain capacity, has more heart but not enough strength.

Helpless, the man pondered for a moment, looked at the table full of dishes with his arms around him, and whispered into Fu Cheng's ear: "The truth is, this table of dishes was made to please you. It happens to be a complete antidote, wouldn’t it be a pity not to take it? Wouldn’t it be bitter to drink another medicine later on?”

Fu Cheng was very surprised when he heard the words, and turned his head to ask expectantly: "You did it? You won't drink medicine after taking it?"

"I still need to take a few pills after taking it, but the pills are not bitter." Yu Hanzhou seemed to be coaxing a child.

Fu Cheng was happy, turned around and said: "Then...then you help me check if there are any thorns, and don't feed me any more."

"You little coward, you're still afraid of a thorn." Yu Hanzhou pinched his chin.

"I won't eat if you don't look at me." Fu Cheng frowned.

"Okay, I'll show you." Although Yu Hanzhou felt that there would be no problems with the dishes he cooked, seeing Fu Cheng's frightened expression, he fed the porridge a lot slower after all. A thorn sprang out and pierced his beloved beauty.

Fish porridge is like this, and the rest of the fish-based dishes are naturally inevitable.

Fu Cheng had firmly believed before that she would not want Yu Hanzhou to feed her, but now she has completely forgotten about it.

Even the little quilt, who hasn't been served by such a careful baby for a long time, still thinks that the little ancestor experience card is pretty good.

Not only fishbone, but also other things that cannot be eaten directly, Yu Hanzhou took care of it for him.

Makoto stretched out his hand and opened his mouth.

Unfortunately, this kind of thinking only lasted until nightfall, when it was time to go to bed.

Yu Hanzhou knew that he didn't want to, so he didn't force him to sleep with him.

Of course, it was also in consideration of Fu Cheng's weak body, he hadn't recovered from a serious illness, and he didn't have the ability to bear it, so he rashly shared the bed, which obviously tested Yu Hanzhou's concentration.

But facing a beauty like Fu Cheng... Yu Hanzhou has no concentration.

Leaning over to cover the young man with a quilt, the man leaned in and kissed Fu Cheng's eyebrows lightly, followed the tip of his nose down, and lightly touched his bright red lips.

Fu Cheng didn't dare to meet Yu Hanzhou's eyes at this time, for fear that it would end badly if he teased someone.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be good, and fell asleep.

Yu Hanzhou saw it, and didn't expose him, just smiled and rubbed his dimples.

After an unknown amount of time, the man guarding the bed got up and left, closing the door behind him.

Fu Cheng was awakened from sleep by the hexagram.

He closed his eyes slightly, looking at the gradually changing hexagrams, but saw the words on it:

[Seduce Yu Hanzhou. 】

"Uh..." Fu Cheng pretended not to see, turned over and was about to fall asleep.

Because of the shadow left by the previous angina pectoris, he would habitually clenched his hands into fists against his heart after falling asleep, making his appearance even weaker against the backdrop of overly gaudy eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, the hexagram seemed to observe him carefully...

Suddenly, Fu Cheng instinctively felt that something was wrong with the hand on his heart...

He opened his eyes a little uneasy, and lowered his head to look under the quilt...

At this moment, the originally white fist was slightly glowing, and after a while, it slowly turned into... a pink quilt corner directly under his eyelids!

"Uh..." Fu Cheng didn't dare to move.

Is it still too late to make a wish to be a human being?

He was taken care of by Yu Hanzhou, did he suddenly turn into a pink quilt corner to make him be burned as a goblin?

The author says:

Yu Hanzhou: I'll teach you.

Fu Cheng: You are shameless!

宝子们，今后更新时间都是23点，零点经常抽风章节出不来，昨晚封面没了就是抽了被屏蔽了。感谢在2021-12-0215:48:31-2021-12-0321:03:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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