By decree and pro

As soon as Yan returned to the house, he felt his mouth was dry, so he went to the table and picked up the purple glass bottle containing spring water, and drank happily with his head raised.

The sweet and slightly cool spring water dispelled the alcohol heat in Yan's body a little bit, and his head was instantly sober.

"Really..." Yan wiped his wet mouth, recalling that at the banquet, Usman resolutely dismissed all the concubines for him, and Usman once said that he really loves himself.

"He also said... that he likes everything about me." Yan sat down at the table, threw the purple glass water bottle with a thin neck and round belly in his hands, and said to it, "But how is this possible? No one is perfect. ,Even if it is the emperor brother, I can't like everything about him. For example... hiccup!"

Yan let out a loud belch, and then said, "For example, my elder brother is too clingy to Jing Tingrui, no matter what I have to ask him, it seems like no one else can give him advice except that 'Ruirui' Same, often pissed me off."

"Do you know? You..." Yan looked at the bottle carefully, as if thinking about the name of the bottle, but shook his head and said, "Forget it, I will continue. Let me tell you, even a perfect person like Brother Huang People also have the problem of being too clingy to Jing Tingrui. Compared with Brother Huang, I am far behind. I have no patience, I don’t know how to be considerate of others, and I can’t see that others have feelings for me. Do you think I am slow? ?”

Yan shook the water bottle, and there was a clanging sound from the round belly.

"That's right, you think so too." Yan nodded seriously, "So, Usman said that he likes everything about me, it must be false, he... lied to me."

Yan shook the water bottle again, and listened to the mouth of the bottle: "Well, do you think he is sincere?... No, it's impossible. That's right!"

Yan suddenly realized, "Whether you are sincere or not, you can tell if you cut it open and take a look? It is useless for me to struggle here."

"Boom!"

Yan put the water bottle heavily on the table, and said to it: "Brother, you wait for me, I will go back as soon as I go."

Yan first went to the weapon cabinet in the back room, and opened the door of the cabinet carved with deserts and camels. The inside is really bright and full of brilliance!

The ten cabinets from top to bottom are full of knives and swords sent by Usman.The people of Xiliang probably wanted to show off their gems. Usman's weapons were all inlaid with gold, silver, and jade jewels, as if they didn't cost money.

Yan felt that if he was short of money in the future, prying an emerald from above would cover it for a long time.

"Just... this one." Yan grabbed a willow-leaf dagger, stuffed it in his back, slammed the cabinet door, and walked to the balcony.

Usman lived not far from here, it was on the upper two floors, and he could go up directly by climbing the balcony. Yan stretched out most of his body to look up, and then swished up.

"what?"

Yan didn't expect that there was actually a guard standing on Usman's balcony. He met the guard just as he landed on the railing. The guard stared round and was about to make a sound. The next afterimage.

Before the guard could react, he felt a severe pain in the back of his neck and fainted to the ground.

Yan pushed open the balcony door and went straight to Usman's bedroom, but he soon ran into Shuangfang.

It stopped and sat in front of the bed, just looking at Yan with its head held high.

"Ah... I forgot to take the mutton." Yan thought to himself, "What should I do, have you been knocked out too?"

Shuangya lowered her head suddenly, and rubbed her round rice ball-like forehead against Yan's fingers.

"What do you mean?" Yan didn't understand.

Frost Fang raised his front paw to lightly touch Yan's hand, and then rubbed his furry forehead.

"You... do you want me to touch your head?" After all, it is the wolf king, even with a flattering expression, the sharp fangs are still glowing white.

"Woo..." Frost Fang made an inexplicable voice.

Yan had no choice but to reach out and stroke its head lightly, Shuangya turned her head to the side, motioning to touch the ear side as well.

"You are so fat." Yan sighed, "This ear is really comfortable and warm."

Yan squatted down, simply held Shuangya's head with both hands and began to rub it, Shuangya licked Yan's face enthusiastically, Yan smiled and said: "Don't lick, it's so itchy."

"Ah...your fur...is snow white and fluffy, what do you usually use to take a bath?" Yan hugged Shuangfang, one person and one wolf had already rolled on the floor.

"It's so comfortable, let me hug you to sleep." Yan covered his face in Shuangya's thick and fluffy chest hair, very intoxicated.

Just as Yan's eyes were about to close, he suddenly woke up: "Wait! I didn't come to play with Shuangya!"

Yan reluctantly let go, stroked the wolf's head and said, "Next time, let's play again next time."

Shuangya was also relieved by the touch, and she spread her limbs and lay on the ground, not caring what Yan was here for.

There were two blobs of blush on Yan's cheeks, and he walked towards Usman's bed with a smile on his face.

Usman was falling asleep with his clothes still on, probably drunk too much.

"Just right, so I won't knock him out." Yan nodded in satisfaction, climbed onto the bed without saying a word, stretched his long legs, and straddled Usman's lap.

Then, he took out the willow-leaf dagger in his belt, and wanted to stab it at Usman's left chest.

"Wait." Yan stopped suddenly, and said to himself, "I can't tie my clothes properly, I have to take them off."

Yan stuffed the dagger back into his belt, and began to tear the buttons of Usman's gorgeous clothes. The buttons were round with lace, but they were exquisite, and there was a golden tassel under the button.

Yan's movements were rough, he picked the jade button, broke off the tassel together, and threw it away.

"What is this?" It seemed to be a gold chain for decoration on the clothes, and the thin one was very beautiful.

"A big man with such fancy clothes, don't be ashamed..."

Yan frowned, and removed those shiny jewels one by one, tossing them left and right, even Shuangya's head had jewel buttons he tore off.

"Okay..." Yan wiped the sweat off his forehead, and finally took off all the messy jewelry, and unbuttoned them, the next step is to just pull the skirt open.

When Yan was pulling Usman's half-opened skirt with both hands, Usman woke up.

If he hadn't been so drunk, he would have woken up long ago.

"This, this is...!" Usman opened a pair of emerald green eyes that are more charming than any jewelry, and stared at him sitting on him in surprise. Said, "Yes, this king is doing it..."

"Snapped!"

Usman was slapped before he finished speaking. Although the force was not heavy, it still hurt his face.

"It's not you dreaming. It's me, this is my dream." Yan said solemnly, "Do you understand?"

"Huh?" Usman covered his left face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, Yanyan, whatever you say is what you say."

"That's about the same." Yan nodded, then smiled, "Usman, didn't you say you like me very much?"

"right……"

"Very good." Yan looked at Usman with a smile, took out the shining lancet and said, "I've thought about it, but there's no way to verify it. Unless you cut your heart and come out to see it, you can see it." know the truth."

"Cut, cut my heart?!" Usman blinked, "This is too bloody. Yan Yan, why don't we play something else? Like sleeping together?"

"Hmph. You are really scared, afraid that I will see your hypocrisy." Yan narrowed his drunken eyes.

"No, I'm not afraid, but have you thought about what to do after digging it out?" Usman smiled apologetically.

"Don't worry about this. If your intentions for me are true, I will give you back intact," Yan smiled, "but if it is false, it will be nothing, at most it will be lost." Let Shuangfang eat it."

"But this king still feels that something is wrong. Yan Yan, I can guarantee that my heart for you is genuine and innocent, but can you guarantee that your knife will not go wrong? And what if I bleed too much... You will have to be a widow." Usman smiled, and gently moved the lancet against his chest with his fingers.

"Usman! You're so wordy, I just need to be quick and make sure you don't bleed too much." Yan suddenly moved his knee and dawdled forward, getting closer to Usman.

"Yan... Yanyan, please do me a favor, don't be like this..." Usman seemed to have something to hide, and raised his waist from time to time, trying to sit up straight.

"What are you twisting and turning for? Urgent urgency?" Yan said unhappily, "Lie down and lie down, don't try to make excuses to pee, I must see clearly today, no longer..."

"No more?" Usman stopped moving immediately, staring at Yan's blushing face with piercing eyes.

It's not easy for Yan to reveal his bottom line.

"No more..." Yanshuirun's eyes narrowed and opened again, and he shook his head, as if he wanted to see Usman's half-naked left chest clearly, but even though he struggled hard and resisted the drowsiness, he touched it with his left hand. When he touched Usman's warm chest, he drooped his head, buried his head in Usman's chest, and fell asleep.

His right hand was hanging by the bed, and the lancet fell to the ground with a "ding".

"Oh..." Usman sighed in trouble.He looked down at the top of Yan's head, the golden crown exuded a charming luster under the candlelight.

But no matter how gorgeous the hair crown was, it was not as charming as its owner, Chunyu Yan. Usman's greedy eyes slid from Yan's smooth and full forehead to the long and dense eyelashes.

Those eyelashes didn't shake at all, and she was soundly asleep.

"Really, every time I get drunk, I pick my clothes or my clothes. How can I 'play with fire'?" Usman is not the kind of person who is ascetic, especially since he recognized his inner feelings. , no longer came to the harem, after a long time of "guarding one's body like jade", "eating fast and meditating".

Not only was his personal granary full, it was overflowing.

"I told you not to rub me around, and now it's like this..." Usman's eyes, which were greener than green glaze, glowed strangely, and he said hoarsely, "Yanyan, you have to take responsibility." .”

Usman put his arms around Yan, turned around, and Yan was crushed under him.

"Yanyan..." Usman caressed Yan's blushing and hot face with his right hand, leaned down, and passionately kissed Yan's slightly fluttering lips...

"Hmm..." Yan felt his chest itching, stretched out his hand to scratch, but caught a strand of long hair.He closed his eyes and flicked it away twice, then grabbed the soft long hair and looked at it.

The silver is shining, like a silver brocade thread under the candlelight.

Yan frowned, and saw Usman who was sleeping next to him along the hair, and immediately threw back the hair angrily, then turned over, hugged the blanket kicked to the side by them, and closed his eyes. When Yan was going to have a good night's sleep, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes swung open, wider than a cat's eyes!

"Usman?!" Yan Yigulu turned over, his hands resting on the pillow, pressing down on Usman's hair.

"Hmm." Usman whimpered softly, but didn't intend to get up.

"You, you...!" Yan looked at Usman lying naked and sleeping on his stomach with his naked buttocks pouted, his face flushed instantly, he covered his eyes with one hand, and grabbed the pillow Usman was resting on with the other. Slap Usman on the ass with it.

"Woo!" Usman raised one arm and asked in confusion, "Yanyan, what's wrong?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong! You bastard... bastard!" Yan Bao swears, "Who told you to sleep here with me, and you're shamelessly naked! You cover it up for me! "

As Yan said, he pressed the pillow hard against Usman.

"It hurts!" Usman frowned, "Be gentle, if it breaks, you can..."

"What about me?!" Not only did Yan's hair explode all over his body, sparks crackled from the tip of his hair, which could kill Usman anytime.

"It's nothing." Usman finally woke up. He covered his lower body with a pillow, looked at Yan and said, "Yanyan."

"Don't call me, you really showed your lustful nature!" Yan peeked through the cracks of his fingers, and found that Usman had covered it, so he put down his hands and said, "You...!"

Yan suddenly froze, and from the corner of his eyes, he vaguely saw that he was "flesh-colored".

"What?!" Yan Yi lowered his head, naked, he was completely stripped from head to toe, he saw the chickens and eggs he raised.

"It's nothing..." Seeing that Yan was shaking like a dead leaf in the wind because of shame and anger, Usman couldn't help but comfort him, "Even if I see it, we look the same ... Well, it's just this size, mine is bigger..."

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Yan grabbed Usman's pillow to cover himself.

Usman grabbed the corner of the pillow and refused to give it: "Yanyan, why, you asked me to cover it with the pillow."

Yan couldn't grab him, and when he was blushing and having nowhere to go, he suddenly saw another pillow.By the way, there are two pillows here, why do you want to grab the same one with Usman with your bare butt!

"Damn it!" Yan grabbed the pillow to cover his lower body, and said viciously, "Usman, I want to kill you! Eliminate harm for the people!"

"Wait!" Usman stretched out Wuzhishan, "Yanyan, I know you are very annoyed, but you can't just kill people indiscriminately."

"What indiscriminate!" Yan said angrily, "What do you want me to say in this situation?!"

"Because the current situation is not right," Usman said while looking at the side, "You can see clearly, this is the king's bedroom, not yours."

"Usman, don't you..." Yan was about to say that you should stop sophistry, but...his bed seems to be a Dayan style, not a Xiliang style. Right now, the golden four-poster bed is hung with an incomparably gorgeous veil. , this is obviously not his bed.