By decree and pro

Yan smelled of alcohol, first lay on his side on the bed, then rolled half a circle inwards, buried his face in the pillow, and fell asleep on his stomach.

"Yan, get up," Usman bent down and pulled Yan's shoulder with a smile, "shall we take off our clothes first?"

"...Undressing?" Yan's face turned even redder, like a ripe peach, probably because he covered his face on the pillow.

"Yes, take off your clothes." Usman looked at him with a smile and said.

"Why should I take off my clothes?" Yan frowned and stared at Usman with a displeased expression.

Yan didn't ask at all why Usman was here?Instead, he was obsessed with undressing. Obviously, Usman was not in his eyes, and he was really drunk.

But the culprit is also Usman, he knows how much Yan can drink, after all, he once lived in Dayan's Yonghe Prince's Mansion for a period of not too long and not very happy.

These ten or so glasses of wine are not enough to make Yan drunk, but it will be different if jute branches are added to it.

In addition to the anesthesia, calming and analgesic effects of jute sticks, adding a little to wine will make people drunk faster, so that customers will not feel distressed no matter how much money they spend in brothels.

This canna can be regarded as a black shop. Usman knew the tricks here, so he still abducted Yan.

"Yan, your clothes are dirty, of course you have to take them off," Usman said with a smile, and pointed at the oily stain on Yan's chest, "Did you see that?"

"Huh?" Yan still frowned, raised his hand and grabbed Usman's finger and said, "It's really dirty."

"Yes."

"Then help me take it off." Yan said, opening his arms, waiting for Usman to help him take it off.

"Okay." Usman pulled off Yan's belt, then held the collar of his shirt, and pulled the clothes over Yan's head.

The bun tied at the back of Yan's head is a little loose, like a fluffy rabbit tail, very cute.

Yan also tore off the bandage on his left arm, revealing the bright red witch sparrow tire pattern. He just stood quietly in front of the bed, not minding that he only had a pocket, crotch, and trousers left on his body.

Usman held the clothes that Yan had just taken off that still had body heat and a slight smell of barbecue, and he did not restrain his gaze like a hungry wolf, just staring at Yan like that.

Now there are only four words "salivating" to describe Usman's expression at this time.

"What's the matter?" Yan yawned angrily, then looked up at Usman, the teardrops that were born from the yawn were attached to the lower eyelashes, and from the corners of the eyes to the ears The entire outline was burning red, as if rubbed with peach-colored rouge.

Yan's lips were still slightly parted, because he was full of blood from drinking, and his lips were darker than usual, as if he had put on makeup, and his red lips and bright teeth were almost naked. Usman couldn't stand it anymore. Already surging.

"Yan..." Usman was about to approach.

"Saha, I have something to ask you!" Yan suddenly said in a big Yan language, "Did you tell that bastard that I have the witch bird's pattern?"

"Huh?" Usman not only understands Yan language, but also reads and writes fluently, but when Yan called himself "Saha" and the "bastard" who made it clear, he couldn't help raising his brows, " What did you say?"

"After much deliberation, you are the only one who can personally serve me when I change clothes and take a bath. Even the things that my emperor brother doesn't know...you know."

As Yan talked, his body shook a little. He raised his hand and grabbed Usman's collar, and said in a threatening manner, "Did you take advantage of both sides? Huh, it must be so, since you are in my palace As an errand, to be my personal servant, and to be a Xiliang spy beside that bastard, right?! Otherwise, how would that bastard know that I have witch sparrow tread marks... that I can have children..."

Yan was full of resentment, this "bastard" has been called three times, his hand kept poking at Usman's chest, and asked in confusion, "Why is your chest so hard, is it stuffed with stones?"

As he said that, Yan also rudely pulled Usman's skirt, and saw Usman's chest muscles as he wished. Perhaps he was disappointed that he didn't see the stone, so he still looked inside.

Seeing that Yan's face was about to "kiss" his chest and abdomen, Usman held his arms, straightened his body and said: "Your Highness, you are right, I betrayed you, Not only earning money from you, but also receiving benefits from the King of Xiliang."

"Sure enough! Saha! I really misjudged you!" Yan Yi was furious when he heard that, but his arms were clenched by Usman, unable to shake his fist.

"I'm not a good servant, you're right to dislike me, but Your Highness, the King of Xiliang is not a bastard." Usman apologized, "Remember, he..."

"He's just bad!" Yan snatched Usman's words, and said angrily, "He broke his promise first! It was agreed to help me defeat Jing Tingrui, but he didn't even send troops, and... He wants to abduct my imperial sister, sister Rou'er is so cute, he is a bastard, he is like a toad who wants to eat swan meat! Dreaming!"

"I didn't, no, Your Highness, he didn't say he wanted to marry your imperial sister, the person he wanted to marry was you, Chunyu Yan."

"Haha, hahaha!" Yan looked up to the sky and laughed, tears almost fell down, "This is too funny."

"Is it that funny?"

"Of course, I'm a big man, how can he marry me?" Yan frowned and said, "I never thought about having a child, if it was Qing'er, it would be the same."

Hearing that Yan opened and closed his mouth that he was Chunyu Aiqing, Usman felt as if he had drunk two catties of old vinegar, which was so sour.

Yan didn't notice it, and still said bitterly, "But... Saha, he is my brother, why on earth..."

"What and why?" Usman suppressed his overwhelming jealousy and took the opportunity to ask, trying to probe Yan's heart.

"Why did they give birth to me? If they didn't give birth to me, I wouldn't be Chunyu Yan, not his younger brother... How wonderful it would be." Yan grabbed the skirt of "Saha" and wrinkled it, as if he was questioning him. As if talking to himself, but soon, Yan lowered his head.

Something hot and humid fell into Usman's collar and slid deeper along the stone-like chest muscles.

Yan cried.

And these hot tears pierced Usman's heart like a sharp knife. He knew that Yan's attachment to his brother Aiqing was very deep, but he never thought it would be so deep.

It's no wonder that Jing Tingrui became murderous towards Yan regardless of his childhood affection.

This is a continuous and unreasonable evil.

But Jing Tingrui still guarded his lover after all, and fell in love with Emperor Dayan, Yan was the only one who was injured in the end.

Seeing Yan who bowed his head and cried silently, Usman didn't know what to say.

"Yan... I'm sorry." In Yan's scarred heart, Usman knew that he had stabbed it.

Yan didn't give Usman any response, Usman hugged his shoulder tenderly and said, "They all said that I inherited the 'San Yu Zhaoxue', so I'm half human, half fairy, half heart, sometimes I think , Could it be that I don't have a complete heart, so I don't know what love is, and what is distressed, but it turns out that's not the case..."

"When Jing Tingrui told me that he had 'killed' you, my heart ached, as if I was about to die, and then I thought that I didn't send troops to save you... I didn't leave you a way out, so You were killed by Jing Tingrui, and I felt that I was not a descendant of a goddess, I was a fool at all. So stupid that I already fell in love with you, but I still stubbornly thought that I was just admiring you and wanted to get from you I just got the "Wu Shuang Jian Jue"."

Yan slowly raised his head, his eyes soaked in tears were exceptionally bright, he looked at Usman fixedly, and asked, "Usman, what did you say?"

Usman was stunned, why did Yan recognize him now?He confessed his guilt.

"Hey, my ears are buzzing non-stop. I thought it was someone who was talking, but it was you." Yan rubbed his ears, "Why did you come into my dream? Where's Saha? "

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Usman didn't know whether to be grateful or regretful, and it was obvious that Yan thought he was dreaming.

"Listen clearly?" Yan frowned and stared at Usman.

"It's nothing, you are very beautiful today." Usman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat just now broke out on his forehead.

Yan suddenly raised his hand, and flicked Usman's forehead with a "boom": "You can leave, I don't want to see you, let Saha come instead, I haven't finished talking just now."

"Hey~yan... I'm not that cloud, how can I say it's gone." Usman rubbed the red brows aggrievedly.

"Usman! Don't talk to me, you are the most annoying person in the world, and you are always dangling in front of me. You are so haunted..."

Yan pulled Usman's clothes, trying to push him away, but he didn't want to make a "chi la", and the clothes were torn.

Yan pulled half of the rag, his face was full of confusion, and he said to himself: "What's the matter, your clothes will be torn if you pull it lightly? It's too weak."

Then he threw the piece of cloth back and pulled Usman's other side of the skirt, which was also torn off with a "chi la".

Yan's hand strength is very strong, and he usually has no problem lifting mountains and carrying tripods, but now he is so drunk that he can't control his strength.

Usman also let him go crazy, until Yan finally tore off his shirt, and then stared at Usman's bare upper body.

"Hey." Yan showed a charming smile, "Can't you see that these pieces of meat of yours are quite strong?"

Yan smiled while stroking Usman's well-defined abdominal muscles. Usman held his hand and provoked a smirk: "The muscles on my thighs are also very strong. Would you like to see them?"

"Below?" Yan stretched out his hand, only to stop when he touched Usman, "It's not right, men and women can't accept kissing!"

"I've never heard the saying in Dayan that men and women can't get close, Yan, aren't you pretending to be drunk?"

"Of course there is!" Yan paused for a moment, and said with great dissatisfaction, "Then Jing Tingrui is always inseparable from Qing'er... The next crime is a big treason, I deserve to die!"

Hearing Yan mentioning "Qing'er" again, Usman gave a soft "tsk", stretched out his hand and pulled Yan's wobbly rabbit tail bun, forcing him to raise his head, and kissed it.

Yan didn't talk about Brother Huang and Jing Tingrui anymore, but he was also stupid, opening his big eyes with "innocent" written all over them, and didn't start blinking until his eyes were so sour.

Kissing is not unfamiliar to Yan, he would always "unintentionally" bump into Jing Tingrui and Brother Huang kissing secretly, but seeing it is one thing, being kissed is another.

I always felt that this dream was too real, so Yan froze there, letting Usman kiss him.Usman tasted it slowly, feeling a little confused. He wanted to inhale, but tasted something different.

This "taste" is more like a feeling, Yan feels his face is hot, and his body is also hot, as if he just came out of the bathhouse, he is "steamy" from head to toe.

He was so "hot" that he couldn't stand anymore... Yan raised his hand without thinking, and pulled Usman's silver hair violently. Usman finally let him go with a "huh".

Yan heard the loud breathing, which made his brain ache. He stood there staring at Usman, and it took him a long time to realize that the rapid sound came from himself.

Usman stood there, just smiling with spring in his brows and eyes. This smile is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but it feels very unbeatable.

"You..." Yan pursed his wet lips and said, "What do you think of me?"

"What?" Usman didn't understand Yan's meaning.

"Don't think I don't know, you wanted to eat me just now." Yan looked solemn, pointed at Usman and protested, "I'm not a barbecue, do you eat it like this? Damn guy..."

"Ah?" Although Usman has never kissed anyone proactively, he still has some kissing skills, which are definitely not as simple and rude as "gnawing".

Of course, he was a bit aggressive just now, because he wanted to take advantage of the momentum of this kiss to coax Yan into a sleepless night... But he didn't expect that Yan would pull his hair hard, and the tingling pain at the root of the hair made Usman feel uncomfortable. Don't let go.

"Just gnaw!" Yan said with certainty, "You gnawed me so uncomfortable that the hairs on my body stood on end."

Usman had never been hit so hard before, and was about to clarify for himself, when he suddenly saw Yan's flushed face and tears in his eyes, he suddenly came to his senses, Yan would misunderstand him because of his too persistent eyes Bar.

It's no wonder that Yan was misunderstood by the appearance that seemed to want to eat Yan Kai into his stomach.

"Then I won't bite you, let's do something else?"

"Other?"

"For example... Take a bath together?" Usman said, "Are you covered in stinky sweat? How about I rub your back for you?"

Yan lowered his head and smelled himself: "You lied to me, not only do I not smell bad, but I also smell like barbecue!"

"This..." Usman was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't expect that Drunken Maoyan was not easy to deceive.

"Well, as long as you don't bite me anymore, then I will allow you to rub my back." Yan said, he hadn't been in the bath for a long time.

"Well, I promise I won't bite you." Usman was overjoyed and nodded heavily.