After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Seeing him coming in, Yan Huaiyin paused for a moment, then hurriedly closed his shirt, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Lian didn't answer him, but walked to his bedside in a few steps.

Sitting by the bed, he saw the medicine in Yan Huaiyin's hand, and his heart froze with anxiety and suddenly fell silent.

He lowered his eyes, went to get the medicine in Yan Huaiyin's hand, and said softly, "I'll do it."

He was so close, Yan Huaiyin felt a faint smell of wine.

Jiang Lian was drunk.

He has a waist injury, and Qi Yu drinks well.During the banquet just now, except for the first glass of wine, Jiang Lian drank most of it.

There was only one lamp lit by the bedside, Jiang Lian frowned again, Yan Huaiyin couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't hand over the medicine in his hand.He asked warmly, "Have you washed?"

Jiang Lian looked at his fingertips holding the medicine, they were fair and slender, and looked soft under the warm color of the candlelight.

He hummed, his voice low and hoarse.

Yan Huaiyin was a little surprised: "After washing, why does your body still smell of alcohol?"

Why didn't he smell it just now.

Jiang Lian didn't answer his question, Yan Huaiyin didn't give him the medicine, so he went to get it himself, and asked while taking it, "Still doubting the Nanyang Marquis Mansion?"

For more than a month, Jiang Lian has interfered in his affairs everywhere, and Yan Huaiyin has long been used to his sudden "intervention".

In addition, he had been thinking about the Nanyang Marquis Mansion all the way back, so the topic was distracted at this time, and the medicine in his hand just fell into Jiang Lian's hands.

Both of them were men, and the medicine was taken away by Jiang Lian, Yan Huaiyin didn't hold back anymore, he lifted the hem of his clothes around his waist to make it easier for him to take the medicine: "It's not doubting, I just think that if a pair of sons and daughters of the Marquis of Nanyang go out of the city with gold and silver , will not go unnoticed..."

Jiang Lian looked down at his waist.

The wound on her narrow waist has already healed, even if she takes medicine every day, she just tries her best not to leave a scar on it.

This medicine is the secret recipe of an imperial physician under Xu Guangnian. He is good at removing scars. The concubines in the palace care about their appearance. Although this secret recipe is precious, it is very popular when formulated.

Jiang Lian bought the secret recipe and used it for Yan Huaiyin to heal his scars.

The transparent plaster was picked up by Jiang Lian on his fingertips, and spread on Yan Huaiyin's waist little by little, and then dispersed finely, being dyed with warm and cool heat.

Under the fingertips was the warm and delicate flesh, Jiang Lian absent-mindedly responded to Yan Huaiyin's words.

"It's not so much that the sons and daughters of the Marquis of Nanyang brought gold and silver out of the city," Yan Huaiyin lifted the hem of his clothes with one hand and propped up the bed with the other to make it easier for him to apply the medicine, and straightened his waist toward Jiang Lian's eyes. The Marquis of Nanyang's scheming should have prepared a way out for his sons and daughters... um..."

Yan Huaiyin's breathing became chaotic: "Jiang Lian... don't touch it."

The moment her white waist stretched before his eyes was extremely beautiful, and Jiang's hand, which was applying the medicine, reached his waist at some point.

Yan Huaiyin's waist is extremely sensitive.

The hand on his waist did not leave, Jiang Lian raised his head, and Yan Huaiyin met his gaze.

This time, even Yan Huaiyin noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huaiyin asked softly.

Jiang Lian looked at him, Yan Huaiyin couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes, but felt that his whole body was nailed in place by his gaze.

Jiang Lian smiled, and suddenly asked: "Master Yan is 25, so it's time to get married, right?"

He was caught off guard by this question, Yan Huaiyin frowned and said, "I have no such plan."

His body, which was about to die at any time, why did he harm other girls for no reason.

Jiang Lian supported the bed, and his eyes fell on his side: "I don't plan to marry a wife, so why keep this?"

Yan Huaiyin followed his line of sight and looked over, it was the handkerchief that the night market just received.

"I haven't had time to put it away yet," Jiang Lian was drunk, Yan Huaiyin didn't care about him, and wanted to put away the handkerchief, but Jiang Lian grasped the outstretched wrist in an instant.

Yan Huaiyin paused and was about to pull out.

But it's too late.

The next moment, Jiang Lian held his waist and hands and brought him into his arms.

Yan Huaiyin slammed his chin on the side of his neck and didn't react for a while.

Jiang Lian buried her head next to his neck, surrounded by the fragrance of medicine on his body, her breathing was heavy.

On weekdays, I can't wait to hold it in my hand, but the hand that applies the medicine is so careful that it can't be more careful, and the desire/desire in my heart is raging and inflated, clamoring to destroy him.He didn't dare to reveal a trace of his ridiculous face.

Jiang Lian could only feel that he could breathe when he hugged him in his arms, even though he knew in his heart that the more he hugged him, the more hopeless he would be.

As long as the person is in his arms at this very moment, he doesn't leave, he doesn't find it no matter how hard he looks, and he doesn't miss eight years.

Yan Huaiyin in his arms came back to his senses.

He didn't want to anger Jiang Lian, so after an unknown amount of time, he said softly, "Nine thousand years old, are you drunk?"

Jiang Lian buried her head next to his neck, and when she heard his words, she curled her lips silently.

He thought to himself, this is the reason you gave me.

"Yes," Jiang Lian wrapped her fingertips around his hair, "Yan Huaiyin, I'm drunk."

Yan Huaiyin raised his head, tried his best to ignore the breathing around his neck, and said, "Then let go first, I'll ask someone to cook you hangover soup..."

He stopped there before he finished speaking.

Jiang Lian's arm came around his waist, tied his two hands behind his back, and gently squeezed his two wrists with one hand.

Jiang Lian squeezed his wrist and pulled it down, Yan Huaiyin was like a willow branch being toyed by a strong wind, he could only be forced to straighten his waist, so he was bound by his arms, leaning against him and leaning against his arms, struggling to break free no.

Between the two of them, the bottle containing the valuable ointment rolled to the ground, making a series of weak and futile sounds.

Yan Huaiyin moved his wrist, but Jiang Lian's hand remained motionless.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Huaiyin didn't have time to care about the posture.

There was something warm and cool imprinted around his neck.

Jiang Lian buried her head by his neck, turned her head slightly, and her lips were printed on the side of his neck.

He didn't move anymore, but even the candlelight in the room was frozen for a moment.

Only the sound of their breathing was entangled.

Yan Huaiyin didn't know if he did it on purpose, but even though he was dull, he understood what it meant.

The moment a beast takes possession of its prey, the first thing it stares at is the neck of the prey.

This hug is too charming, but both he and Jiang Lian are men.

Yan Huaiyin remembered that he still had a sweetheart.

Yan Huaiyin's wrist was held by him and he no longer thought about struggling. He was still trying to use words to make Jiang Lian loosen. Yan Huaiyin's voice was the softest and gentlest: "Jiang Lian, you are an eunuch."

After a long time, Jiang Lian laughed softly on his shoulder, all he could see was Yan Huaiyin's hair hanging on his shoulders, he had just finished washing, the hair was not completely dry, and it carried the aroma of saponins.

Jiang Lian pushed back his hair, and the young man's slender neck appeared in front of his eyes at a glance, which looked extraordinarily fragile under the dim candlelight.

Jiang Lian repeated his words with a smile: "Well, I'm a eunuch."

Here, before Yan Huaiyin had time to rejoice that Jiang Lian could still listen to his words, she felt the lips on the side of her neck parted, gently biting a piece of flesh on his neck.

Yan Huaiyin opened his eyes wide and froze in place.

A wet/wet feeling came from the neck.

Take a step, take it easy, just grab that piece of flesh to play with.

"Jiang Lian!" Yan Huaiyin recovered and struggled.

He struggled too hard, but Jiang Lian didn't give in at all. At some moment, the only poor candle beside the bed was extinguished when the wind blew up between the two of them.

The room was plunged into darkness for a moment.

In the end, Jiang Lian was forced to loosen the skin on the tip of his tongue, but he still pinched Yan Huaiyin's wrist, but his head was no longer buried by his neck.

The two faced each other, still very close, so close that there was no candlelight in the darkness, Jiang Lian could still see the panic in Yan Huaiyin's eyes.

He had never seen such a look on Yan Huaiyin's face.

Messy and bewildered.

Like a piece of rice paper without any creases, it was crumpled and messed up by Jiang Lian in his arms, and he couldn't help breathing.

The wrist was caught, Yan Huaiyin leaned back desperately, her voice trembled a little from anger, "Jiang Lian, you still know that you are an eunuch!"

Jiang Lian looked down and saw his neck.

I couldn't see clearly in the dark, I could only vaguely see a small patch of water on his clean skin.

He did it just now, on Yan Huaiyin's body.

This recognition made him a little happy, and brought a moment of satisfaction, but after the satisfaction, there was a more violent impulse.

Jiang Lian looked up and squeezed Yan Huaiyin's cheek with the other hand.

The person in the arms drank the medicine for more than a month, and his cheeks became thinner. When he ate the green plum fruit, his face would bulge.

Jiang Lian's heart was itchy, and he wanted to squeeze it a long time ago.

The touch in his hand was delicate and soft, Jiang Lian smiled lightly and said, "I'm drunk."

With his face pinched, Yan Huaiyin tried to hold her breath, and said calmly, "You're drunk, I'm not..."

His words were interrupted by Jiang Lian.

His lips covered another's.

Jiang Lian grabbed Yan Huaiyin's wrist and pulled him into his arms, and supported the back of his neck with his other hand, making him look up so that he could attack better.

Yan Huaiyin couldn't even struggle, and could only smell the faint aroma of wine between Jiang Lian's lips and teeth in a panic.

The kiss was fierce and long, and in the end Yan Huaiyin's breath was plundered between his teeth, but Jiang Lian wished he could swallow even the faint sobs from his mouth.

He was really young in this relationship, when the tip of Jiang Lian's tongue broke into his mouth, he was dragged by the back of his neck by Jiang Lian, and he tried to push his tongue out with his own in a hurry, but instead he fell in Jiang Lian's way. , was entangled together by him.

The two were so close that Yan Huaiyin could even hear his triumphant chuckle.

By the time Jiang Lian let him go, Yan Huaiyin's hands had already tightly gripped his sleeves.

Finally able to breathe, Yan Huaiyin was so dazed by the kiss, she subconsciously lay on his shoulder, only having time to gasp for breath.

Jiang Lian patted his thin back, palms down his spine, comforting him.

Yan Huaiyin lay on his shoulders, not knowing how to react, his lips and teeth were still numb, his face was flushed red from anger, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Get out."

Jiang Lian heard the movement of patting his back.

Everything could not be seen clearly in the darkness. After a long time, Jiang Lian's voice rang in his ears: "I'm sorry."

It turned out to be an apology.

"I was wrong," Jiang Lian pushed Yan Huaiyin deeper into his arms, and his words were low and hoarse, as if he contained countless sadness, "If I don't kiss you again...I will die... .”

Only when the kiss comes, can the jealousy be temporarily calmed down, without being burned.

"I'm really going to die," Jiang Lian opened his eyes, rubbing the person in his arms, and said like a madman, "I can kiss you..."

"At worst, kill me when you wake up."

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-0812:34:51-2022-06-0818:18:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Xingyan 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!