General's Good Friday

What does it matter?In short, they are all under my hands. If you want to do those things, just keep doing them. No one will stop you. "

"That's right," Mr. Baili stood up, and echoed sarcastically, "In short, it's all under your command. If you want me to do it, I'll just keep doing it."

"Ah Cheng, you are..." Hearing the undisguised sarcasm in his words, Mr. Zhou was stunned.

"Look," Mr. Baili walked in front of him, bent down to get close to his face, "in your heart, you will always be that little boy who can order me to do whatever you want, but I... it's just you The little book boy around me, even if they are able to read and understand, they are all relying on your shade--in fact, you are not at fault in the end, I was just a humble servant, and I am here today, thanks to you ,But……"

"Ah Cheng," Master Zhou was a little moved upon hearing this, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, "Don't say that, I..."

Mr. Baili stretched out a finger and pressed it on his lips, his eyes moved slightly, and he smiled slightly.

"But, I love you so much... I want to obscenely erase everything, and stand upright by your side, but you...why don't you understand?"

As soon as Lord Zhou grasped his hand, he almost burst into tears: "So you... you think so! Why didn't you tell me directly? I... I'm so stupid, I never thought about it. Your mood... I am sorry for you!"

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Mr. Baili stood up straight and looked at him calmly, even though Mr. Zhou's eyes were already red, he didn't say a word.

Mr. Zhou took his hand, and continued to say sincerely: "But I... I want to marry you, and I sincerely... We have been together for so many years, and we still have to hide it half-heartedly. In the past, there was no way, but now , since His Majesty has allowed men to marry men, I... I really want to marry you! Even if you don't care about this title, and even feel disgusted with it, but, can you accommodate me a little bit, even if... I want to Want this title, okay?"

"Oh?" Mr. Baili raised his eyebrows, "Since you want this title so much, why don't I marry you——you can be my husband and wife!"

"What?" Lord Zhou raised his head in surprise, and said in amazement, "How...how could this be? As an official of the imperial court, if...if I become your husband and wife, wouldn't I be unable to even be an official?"

"Imperial official?" Mr. Baili sneered, "Hehehe, Mr. Zhou, don't forget that you are just a commoner now, waiting for a crime. How can you have the status of an "imperial official"?" ?”

Master Zhou: "..."

"As for me," Mr. Baili raised his lips lightly, "I came to Jianyang just to take part in next year's general examination. When I get the honor in the examination and get a half-official position, then I will be the 'court order official'—— Let's see, at that time, do you still want that 'title'!"

What he said surprised Mr. Zhou: "You...you have such a plan?"

"That's natural," Mr. Baili chuckled, "I originally wanted to see how you would force me to be your husband and wife when you and I were officials together—but I never thought that I have not yet In the exam, you lost the official first, it is really unpredictable!"

There was some schadenfreude in his tone, which made Mr. Zhou feel a little uncomfortable: "I have wanted to be a good official since I was a child... Now that I have fallen into such a situation, although I feel frustrated, I have never regretted it. Why are you laughing at me?" to me?"

Mr. Baili withdrew his smile and watched him with a gray face quietly. After a while, he suddenly reached out and stroked his cheek lightly. He raised his head and met his eyes. .

"Good official, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it," he smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Zhou Wenbi, would you like to be my husband and wife?"

Master Zhou frowned, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes: "Ah Cheng, do you really... care about this so much? I... Your Majesty has something to do with me, not as you think..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Baili had already laughed and nodded: "Okay, you just don't want to..."

"That's not the case!" Master Zhou hurriedly pulled him back and begged, "I know I'm selfish, but please forgive me for this matter! Obviously... obviously no one understands better than you, how much I miss you Be a good official who pleads for the people! I didn't do well before, and I will definitely change in the future, but... only this matter, I can't promise you..."

Mr. Baili's eyes were heavy, he smiled softly at him, leaned over, kissed him lightly on the lips, and then said in a low voice: "Are you serious? Except for this matter, you can promise me anything? "

Mr. Zhou was suddenly treated so tenderly, he was on the verge of tears, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I promise you everything!"

Mr. Baili's palm was pressed against his cheek, his thumb was gently stroking his skin, and he lowered his eyes to hide the unconcealable smile in his eyes.

"Well then," he said in a low voice, "I will follow you wherever you go in the future, but I will still go next year in Chunwei. If I win, you can't stop me from being an official."

"I...I promise you." Master Zhou hesitated for a moment, then replied in a low voice.

"Also," Mr. Baili raised the corners of his mouth, "Since you don't want to marry me, then don't mention the matter of getting married."

Although Master Zhou felt regretful, he could only nod his head: "It's only natural..."

Mr. Baili smiled, kissed him again, and continued to whisper: "There is one more thing, you have to agree with me."

Master Zhou frowned and said, "What else...?"

Mr. Baili's ears were reddish, he stretched his arms around his neck, and sat on his lap, touching his face intimately, touching his body, and kissing his cheek tenderly cheek.

"Do you still remember how you coaxed me back then?" After the kiss, he whispered in Mr. Zhou's ear.

Master Zhou blushed suddenly, and lowered his head: "Remember...remember."

"I was young at that time, and I didn't understand anything," Mr. Baili said slowly, "It's because of you that I couldn't bear to say anything when I was hurt. I don't know how much I suffered..."

Master Zhou was full of guilt, and whispered: "Yes...I'm sorry...I don't even know..."

Mr. Baili smiled: "If you are so sincere, then I won't blame you anymore..."

Mr. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but he changed his subject: "But I don't want to suffer this kind of crime again in the future."

"Huh?" Master Zhou was stunned, "What...what do you mean?"

Mr. Baili laughed muffledly, and the hand touching his back suddenly went down and squeezed his buttocks.

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Lord Zhou blinked his eyes, looked at him stupidly, didn't understand what he meant, but was embarrassed by him, lowered his head, and whispered: "You... what are you doing?"

Mr. Baili tried so hard to hint, but he just forgot that this person is pedantic and dull, and he still doesn't understand his own thoughts, so he couldn't help being angry and helpless, He simply threw away his hands, stood up, snorted coldly and made a gesture to leave.

"I've talked about this for the sake of it, and you still put on a show for me, and it doesn't look like you really want to keep me, so I'll just go."

"Ah Cheng!" Master Zhou quickly got up and grabbed his arm, "Don't go! You...what do you want? I really don't know!"

"I don't know?" Mr. Baili raised his mouth slightly, rolled his eyes, and suddenly turned around and hugged him. While he was blushing and speechless, he leaned close to his ear and bit his ear, "I want you .”

"..."

Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment, before he finally came to his senses, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he still couldn't quite believe his guess: "You...you..."

Mr. Baili hugged him in his arms, smelling the familiar, long-lost faint fragrance of ink on his body, he couldn't help being excited in his heart, but forced himself to suppress his excitement, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you let me go, I will I will never leave you again... do you promise?"

"You..." Hearing these crude and explicit words, Mr. Zhou froze, and suddenly began to struggle, "This...how decent! I...I am older than you, how can...how can... "

"Why not?" Mr. Baili pushed him onto the couch, "Who says the elderly can't be below? I've never heard of this rule!"

Mr. Zhou was in a mess, and he was pushed down on the couch in a daze, still not understanding his situation, he was still trying to argue: "Of course we can't! We...we have always been like this! Why did you suddenly At once……"

Mr. Baili pressed on him, and quietly pulled off the sweat towel around his waist: "How could it be 'sudden'? I have been talking about it for a long time..."

As he spoke, he lifted Master Zhou's skirt. Master Zhou was only wearing close-fitting clothes. After being lifted up like this, he felt a chill on his body. When he looked down, he couldn't help being surprised, and wanted to push him away and get up: "You! What are you doing? Let me go!"

Mr. Baili grabbed his hands, pressed them on top of his head, lowered his head and approached him, and said in a low voice: "I knew you were unwilling—well, if you are unwilling even this, just say No, I'll let you go right away, but from now on, I don't want to see you again!"

Master Zhou was so bluffed that his eyes widened: "Ah Cheng...you..."

Seeing that he really stopped, Mr. Baili couldn't help showing a little