Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

A hand covered his jade face, which had no trace of warmth, and in an instant, a cold air rushed into the blood from between his fingers, and his heart trembled: it was still so cold.

In a state of bewilderment, intense worry surged to his limbs and bones in an instant.

How to do? !

He has always been smart and quick-witted, but at this moment his brain has become extremely hollow, as if it was full of rust, and his thinking will be blocked as soon as he says it is blocked. The harder he thinks, the more flustered he is. Way to come.Probably because he was too scared, or the person in front of him made him care too much.

Amidst the anxiety, his brain was spinning a thousand thoughts, at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he stopped thinking about it, lifted the quilt, and leaned down to hug him tightly in distress.

Two clear and clean faces are close to each other, one is handsome and unrestrained, the other is peerlessly beautiful...

A large swath of coolness instantly hit Zhuge Yi's whole body, from the chest to the abdomen, and then from the abdomen to the soles of the feet, as if he was not hugging a person, but a dead body that couldn't be colder.

If he didn't know that he was still breathing, he would have gone crazy!

Feeling that it was not enough, he settled down and hesitated for a moment, finally raised a hand and started to untie the jade belt around his waist...

At this time, the servants came in carrying the stoves one by one, put them not far from the couch, and began to add charcoal to light the fire. No one spoke too much, and the movements in their hands seemed so calm and natural. .

The charcoal fire was gradually rising, and a large area of ​​warmth hit the couch, it was so heart-warming, in the eyes of Zhuge Yi at this moment, it was probably more beautiful than the spring scenery.

Time passed quietly, and when he saw the servants finish their work one by one, and they all stood aside and peeped, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "What are you looking at? Get out!"

The voice was loud, hoarse and trembling, and the servants were all frightened and ran out.

It wasn't until the last one closed the door tremblingly that he put away the gloom on his face, calmed down, sighed for no reason, and continued with his hands.

There was a small stove surrounded by the couch, the charcoal fire was booming, and the surrounding area was scorching hot, and the warmth suddenly appeared. Zhuge Yi took off his robe, and then took off his own clothes, and moved in naked. bed.

After twisting the quilt, he stretched out his hands to wrap around him until he was sure that it was airtight. His skin touched each other, one cold and one hot. The chill ran through Zhuge Yi's body fearlessly, and soon his teeth began to twitch uncontrollably. Trembling, ignoring these things, he tightened his arms again, embracing the person in his arms in this posture, wishing to pass all his body temperature to him.

As if he was born with traits, he smelled very good, the faint ambergris combined with his own body fragrance was intoxicating, and the tranquility emanating from that fragrance could not help but make him slightly sleepy.

Nose leaned against his ear, touching the tip of his ear, with an indescribable heartbeat, how long had it been since he held him with such peace of mind, so long that he almost forgot.

In the quiet courtyard, there is a sense of serenity. I don’t know when the misty and dizzy sunshine rose in the sky, and with the warmth after the snow, it provoked a harmonious winter scene.

The faint light was refracted in the long corridor, without the owner's permission, it shone in through the door and window from the corner of the window edge, and sprinkled on the shoulders of the two people, it looked extraordinarily gentle.

Slowly closing his eyes and face, he buried his head in his arms, ignoring that the temperature on his body was as cold as water, Zhuge Yi hugged him instead of whispering, but his voice was soft and soft, like whispering, or pouring out, not at the same time. Know whether to tell the person in your arms, or just tell it to yourself.

"You know what? I've liked you since I was little..."

This was the first sentence he opened his lips, and then he paused for a moment.

"What is liking? Hehe~ I don't know, I just know that every time I see you, I am happy. After bickering with you and making you angry, I can't help but want to coax you. Seeing When you are proud, instead of being angry, I am happy for you..."

At this time, he suddenly laughed at himself, raised his head, stretched out a hand and gently scratched the bridge of his nose: "Tell me, what's so good about you? You are so arrogant, you like to blow your hair, and you were born with a stinky body... ..."

After the end of the sound, the sleeping person didn't respond. What responded to him was the flicking of the weft on the side of the couch, and the soft crackling of the charcoal in the stove, and suddenly fell into a silent silence.

However, he didn't want to see this kind of tranquility again, so he closed his eyes, retracted his hands under the quilt, and continued as if he was defending himself, "Isn't it because you are born beautiful?"

……

Well, he is indeed too handsome, and Zhuge Yi is not jealous.

"I remember when I was a child, every time I touched you unintentionally, you would be unhappy. Whenever this time, I would try to make you happy, but you never did what I did. Either you were angry with me, or you simply ignored me. " He wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and said in a mischievous and provocative tone, "I touched you, so get up and scold me!"

There was no movement for a long time, Zhuge Yi's heart tightened for a while, his eyes were a little lax, and a little cloudy came up, shaking him lightly, he still said like a child: "Get up and scold me~ get up~" At the end, he had brought With some nasal sounds, there is a strong soreness in the throat, a little choked, a little sad.

No one would have thought that he, a seven-foot-tall man, would cry for another man over and over again, and every time he cried, he felt so heartbroken and heartbroken. There was no way, that was his lover. After crying, he never felt ashamed.

The night is as cool as washing, and the moonlight is bright and clear. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

I don't know when Zhuge Yi fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, a dim oil lamp had already been lit in the house, and the stove not far from him was glowing red. Joyful flames danced in the stove. Zhengwang, as before, seems to be a bold servant who has been acting secretly, and he has not noticed this. He, who only cares about Nan Puyue, has long turned a blind eye to everything around him.

Standing up and looking at the person under him, his complexion had already become slightly rosy, and if he didn't look carefully, he might not be able to notice it at all, which made Zhuge Yi feel a little joy and excitement in his heart.

He stretched out his hand, and pressed the back of his hand to his slippery chest. It was warm, not as cold and stiff as in the morning. At this moment, even his heartbeat had obvious strength, and he attached his ears to listen, one sound, one sound, yes So powerful!

It seems that the danger has been passed, Zhuge Yi examined it like this, and finally let out a breath from his mouth, sat up, and was about to get off the ground, but at this moment, the person behind him suddenly let out a painful moan.

The voice was a bit abrupt, and it was a bit unexpected. He immediately turned around, cupped his face with both hands, and called him eagerly: "Yue~ are you awake? What's wrong?"