The world is a teacher

When the light is half dim, when the moon is half bright.

It is at this time, when lovesickness is the strongest.

In the pane, the dim light concealed Fang Naxian's drowsy appearance knocking on the chess pieces.

The shadow swayed from time to time, and tried to sit still, apparently extremely sleepy!

The candle flame kept burning out, and the wax oil slowly flowed down again, melting and casting at the bottom of the candle, forming beautiful lantern flowers.

Seeing that the wax was about to burn out, but the person he was waiting for had not yet heard from him.

After a while, there was a soft "creak", Fang Na woke up from the trance, and looked towards the source of the sound.

The man's starry eyes were deep, his black hair was tied high, and he was dressed in black, full of chill.

The two looked at each other for a while.

Fang Na tried his best to turn his eyes back to the chessboard, but the corners of his mouth had already been slightly curved without knowing it.

His brows and eyes were full of warm spring, his black eyes were slightly bent, and he smiled happily.

"Don't come here, why don't you wait for me to invite you?" Fang Ne's tone was unconsciously relaxed.

The man's footsteps sounded after hearing the words, and he quickly arrived at the bedside, and sat opposite Fang Ne, on the other side of the chessboard.

"gentlemen."

The man spoke softly, frowned and whispered, as if he was talking about candied fruit.

Fang Ne's heart trembled, and the tips of his ears suddenly burned.

His heart was beating so fast that he almost shed tears. Not only was he happy, but all of a sudden the burden of exhaustion, grievances, fear and worry rushed into his heart. He had mixed feelings and said something that he hadn't thought of.

"Why did you come back?"

The words were aggrieved in a low voice, with a slight and imperceptible complaint.

Li Hao's lips moved, all kinds of words were blocked in his throat for a moment, and he couldn't speak.He silently removed the chessboard from the bed curtain, approached Fang Na, and pulled him into his arms.

"Sorry, sir, I'm late." Li Hao sighed softly, and hugged him tighter.

The candles burned out.

In the darkness, the breathing and body temperature of the two people seemed to be clearly audible.

Li Hao kissed his eyebrows, eyelids, nose, profile, and chin.

At last…

Li Hao's eyes focused on Fang Ne's lips, and he tentatively rubbed the corners of Fang Ne's lips, his eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

Fang Na touched his eyes with his index finger, Li Hao closed his eyes and let him explore, Fang Na smiled slightly satisfied.

"Come on," he whispered.

Li Hao's expression finally changed, a look of joy appeared on his wheat-colored face, which was used to being beaten by strong winds and sandstorms.

His hands, used to holding weapons and killing people, are now trembling on his husband's belt.

Fang Na caressed his hair, and bit his ear bitterly: "No news at all, eh...?"

"I was wrong, sir."

The obedient and obedient disciple reached into the unbuttoned skirt of the master, and gently rubbed it, causing the subordinates to tremble slightly.

"You... ha~ um..."

Fang Na gasped lightly, unable to speak.

Li Hao looked at him carefully.

Dim moonlight, warm jade and fragrance, if the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as plain as about, the neck is stretched and the neck is beautiful, and the quality is exposed.

"gentlemen."

"Ah."

"I am pleased with you."

Fang Na blushed and responded, "Me too."

Li Hao lingered on the back of his neck, licking and biting to tease him.

I want my husband to say he likes me too.

Why don't you tell me, sir?

It's just that he lost his youthful spirit after all, and couldn't ask questions.

The gentle wind and drizzle suddenly changed, and the storm overwhelmed Haitang.

Fang Ne's black hair was loose, slightly damp with sweat, his eyes were foggy, his cheeks were bright red, and he yelled in a low voice.

The white jade-like hand spread out weakly, and the whole body was as soft as water.

"Slow...slowly..."

Tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, and he clenched his lips and teeth tightly, unwilling to shout, but he couldn't stop letting out a few groans and gasps during the bursts of rushing.

"Don't slow down, I won't do it with you in the future."

After a short rest, Fang Na managed to organize a complete sentence, and even gave Li Hao a look.

The eyes are water waves, and the eyebrows are Daishanju.

The tenderness of spring fell suddenly, and Li Hao heard his heartbeat stop a few times, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

For a long time, he smiled slightly.

It was the first time he laughed since entering the room.

The smile is very gentle and tender, like the spring water reflecting the pear blossoms.

"Sir, it's done. Listen to me on the bed."

"When have I been with you... ah."

Li Hao brushed off a few strands of black hair sticking between his eyebrows for him, his eyes were dark: "Sir, be good. Otherwise..."

He leaned over, let the two of them bond closer, and whispered softly: "We will always do it, every day."

Fang Na was stunned.

What did this bastard learn in the barracks!