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Usman was stunned, because Yan not only removed the golden crown, but also removed the jade ornaments from his belt.

"What are you looking at?" Yan asked, "Are you sleeping with your clothes on?"

"Ah? Right!" Usman wanted to say that since it was a nap, he could just lie down with his clothes on, but he quickly said, "No, I still take it off and sleep!"

Yan ignored him, turned his back and continued to undress.

Usman also removed the crown, and took off all the precious stones and gold rings from his hands.

When Usman took off his coat, Yan only had underwear and underwear left on him.

Usman unconsciously stared at Yan's back, those thin shoulders, that narrow waist...that slender and strong legs...this king's wife is really pretty, I really want to kiss him from head to toe, no, It's ten times, one hundred...

Yan looked back and looked at Usman: "Have you seen enough?"

"Uh," Usman was extremely embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry." Yan lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down, then lay down with his back facing Usman.

Usman made up his mind, but he didn't dare to take off his underwear like Yan did. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do something that would make Yan angry.

Wearing clothes can also remind yourself, press a little bit of wolf tail.

Usman lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down carefully, looking at the back of Yan's head, his ears are really red, are they hot?

"Hey..." Yan suddenly sighed, "If you get drunk at this time, you won't find it strange."

"Huh?" Usman didn't understand.

"Usman," Yan said in a deep voice, "I learned the meaning of your name when I was studying Xiliang Wen today."

"Sacrifices and utensils?" Usman smiled and couldn't help joking, "Yanyan, you don't have to take it to heart, there are mothers who name their children cats and dogs, and I have been a sacred weapon at least once."

"I didn't worry about this matter at first, because since you haven't changed your name, it means you've let go." Yan suddenly turned around, his cheeks were bright red, showing a seductive gleam in his serious expression.

"Then what do you want to say?" Usman's heart trembled unconsciously, but he suppressed it vigorously, not daring to have the slightest sign of trouble.

Yan's eyes flickered, and his thin lips parted lightly, "Usman, I want you."

After a pause, Yan added: "I really want to."

"Hey—?!" Usman's emerald green pupils shrank violently, and he sat up unconsciously, "What?"

In fact, he heard the first sentence, but he was so surprised and stupid that he didn't react until the second sentence.

Yan also sat up when he saw this, and looked at Usman seriously: "You said you hugged me twice before, but I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't have any impression. If that's the case, let's do it again, this time , I want to remember you."

Usman was still in a daze, and even wanted to reach out and touch Yan's forehead to see if he was sick.

Yan held Usman's half-raised right hand, and interlocked his fingers: "You may be surprised, why not I. But I want you, this thought has occupied all my thoughts, and I can't even think about other things." ...I was thinking, since my heart is already with you, then I can be yours too. I...I think...it should be okay for me to say this."

Yan's cheeks were as red as rouge, and the more he spoke, the more ashamed he became. He was so ashamed that he couldn't help panicking, and he even said what he said to himself. There was no need to say anything about "it should be okay", then It's just what he thinks in his heart.

Now that he said this, Yan felt that he was very awkward, so he became more and more embarrassed, and even wanted to shrink back and hold Usman's hand, but Usman shook it back forcefully.Yan raised his eyes, and looked at the amazingly bright eyes burning with red flames.

"Yeah!" Yan's heart shuddered suddenly, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his whole body was completely hot in one go!

"Yan...I love you." Usman directly covered Yan's body, hugged his waist tightly, and kissed his lips affectionately while confessing.

Heavy panting overflowed between the two hugging tightly, Yan was kissed by Usman until his head was in a mess, and his whole body was burning red, especially the sparrow pattern was as bright red as fire, blooming with a strange gleaming posture.

At this time, Yan realized that Usman's previous kisses and hugs were all hidden, and did not reveal all his desires.

Probably out of fear of scaring myself.

Facing the ignorant world, Yan was really at a loss. He didn't even know where to put his hands and feet, and he didn't know what expression to put on to welcome Usman's love.

——Everything in the past is falling apart, and reason is no longer there.

However, under Usman's affectionate and inseparable enthusiasm, Yan quickly sank into it, holding Usman's hand hard, and never let go...

"...Drink some water." Yan heard Usman's voice, but didn't want to open his sour eyes.

Soon, Usman's lips came up and he was fed water.

The cold water pressed against his sore and hoarse throat, and he sighed comfortably, but...

"... Mmm!" The water feeding quickly turned into a passionate kiss with lips and tongue intertwined.

Yan had no choice but to raise his hand and grabbed Usman's silver hair, pulled him away, opened his red eyes and said, "It's almost time to stop."

"What are you receiving?" Usman smiled brightly, with boundless spring.

Yan had to squint his eyes, because his eyes were almost blinded by Usman.Usman is so dazzling, his whole face is shining brightly.It is true that it was the light of the morning sun through the window lattice, but what happened to that glowing splendor?

It was as if his every pore was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Compared with Usman's vigor and vigor, Yan can't wait to hide in the quilt and curl up in hibernation, sleeping him forever.

God knows if he has closed his eyes from yesterday afternoon to this morning, his head is already in chaos and he can't think, but his body remembers it clearly, and there is no shortage of accounts that should be settled.

For example, his waist is very sore. The soreness is the same as but different from the muscle soreness after martial arts training.

In addition, the muscles from the inner thigh to the bottom of the buttocks would twitch, like muscle spasms after over-exercising. Although it was not painful or frequent, it was annoying to twitch every now and then.

There is also... Yan Buxiao thinks about it, but there is a certain place that can't be ignored, it hurts a bit.

No, it should be said that if he knew it would be so painful, he would definitely seriously consider the invitation to Usman yesterday, but he did feel the unprecedented "comfort" last night. Yan felt that if he did it again, he would still will nod.

Once you have tasted the sweetness, it is difficult to give up because of the temporary pain.

"Hey..." Yan sighed in a muffled voice, feeling that he had changed, that he had grown up overnight, and was still lustful.

"Uncomfortable?" Usman put down the water glass, went directly to the bed and hugged Yan's waist together with the quilt.

"It's not that uncomfortable, it's just a lack of sleep." Yan lay on his side, leaning his shoulder on Usman's arm unceremoniously.

"Then sleep, I will always be with you." Usman said with a smile.

"You..." Don't you have to do government affairs?Yan wanted to say this, but his eyelids were so heavy that he almost fell into a dream instantly.

...someone.

Yan closed his eyes, and the vigilance he had cultivated through years of martial arts made him aware of a person standing beside the bed.

At first, he thought it was Usman.

But the man looked down at him condescendingly, as if examining something carefully.

Yan could not move under that gaze.

Suddenly his hand stretched out, Yan frowned, and woke up the moment his fingertip touched his forehead!

"It's so cold."

There still seems to be a feeling of being kissed by ice on the forehead.

But... Yan was covered in cold sweat, looking at the empty edge of the bed.Looking back, Usman was sleeping on the pillow, facing him.

I don't know what happened to me, but I "swimmed" from Usman's side all the way to the edge of the bed, and if I twisted my body again, I would fall off.

Yan scratched his head, and slowly moved back to the bed as if he was afraid of waking Usman up. Just about to fall asleep, he raised his head as if remembering something, and looked at Shuangfang outside the door.

Shuangfang sat there, looking at him naively.

Yan smiled at it, and Shuangfang came in and lay down on the edge of the bed.

"Why did you dream of an assassin?" Yan sighed softly, perhaps because of his physical discomfort, and then glanced at Usman who was sleeping soundly.

"That's all." Yan pulled Usman into his arms and continued to sleep.This sleep without dreams and disasters is very beautiful.

Probably because it was quite comfortable to sleep with Usman in his arms, Yan agreed to Usman's request of "wanting to live together in the future", and then he seriously thought about the wedding ceremony.

It's very simple for Xiliang people to get married, just go to the priest's tower to ask for an auspicious date, and then the priest will preside over it.

But the wedding of the King of Xiliang is extremely complicated, it is said that it is related to the fate of the country, so it must not be sloppy.The calculation of auspicious days and auspicious times by this light has to wait for that star and what star to meet.If you miss a day, you will have to wait, at least half a month or even a year.

It was only then that Yan found out why Usman was in such a hurry to arrange the wedding ceremony. The progress of the wedding was lagging behind a lot. It might take half a year until the day when they got married, announced it to the world, and entered the bridal chamber...

"Fortunately, the bridal chamber was brought forward... otherwise it would be quite tortured." Looking at the thick stack of books about the wedding process sent by the Priest Tower, Yan couldn't help thinking.

"Would you like to go to the priest's tower to remind me?" Although Yan has heard the name of the priest's tower for a long time, he has not been there in person.

"Yan, what do you think of this piece of cloth? Although it is also lake blue, it is not as pale as the one just now. It is just right to match the emerald gemstone that your majesty gave you." Ilya said amidst the congratulatory gifts from the tribal chief. Choose the fabric for the "wedding dress" for Yan.

People in Xiliang will also wear red when they get married, but they are not limited to red, so various tribes sent many kinds of high-quality fabrics with bright colors, and some tribes also sent jewelry, silk threads, and buttons to match the fabrics. up.

"It looks good, but my skin color is not as white as Usman's, and I look dull in lake blue." Yan looked at the fabric, "Let's choose a darker color."

Yan was born in the royal family, maybe he didn't learn the bad habits of those dandies, but he also has exquisite ideas about clothing, especially aesthetics, which is a very tricky vision.

Ilya looked at the material in his hands, then at Yan's handsome but dark-skinned face, nodded and said, "You're very reasonable!"

"Ah, Your Majesty is here."

Without waiting for the maid to report, Ilya first saw Usman who was smiling.It is said that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and your lord is radiant, infecting everyone around him with a smile on their faces.

"Are you done with government affairs?" But every time Yan saw his smile, he felt very ashamed, so he quickly looked away and looked down at the process of the wedding ceremony.

"Well. Finish your work as soon as possible, so you can return to the palace as soon as possible."

"It's too early for you, isn't it?" Yan complained, "It's not even here at noon."

"I miss you." Usman squinted and smiled, "Let's have lunch together."

Yan's face was a little hot, he nodded slightly and said: "Yes."

Yalta and Ilya serve Usman and Yan for meals. Usman has been serving food for Yan without bothering others. Yan has a good appetite and eats a lot of delicacies.

After the meal, Usman smiled and asked Yalta to send a brocade box.

"What is this?" Yan asked.

"It's a love letter." Usman said.

"Ah?" Yan took the box and said very embarrassedly, "Can you stop being so obnoxious, I can't bear it..."

"This is not a love letter to you."

"What?" The smile on Yan's face gradually froze, "It's not for me?"

"Yeah." Usman nodded, "This is someone else..."

“你是想找死吗？拿着别人给你的情书来给我看？！”炎的太阳穴跳出青筋，握着锦盒就想爆揍乌斯曼的脑袋。

"Yan, Yanyan! I'm wronged!" Usman quickly hugged Yan's waist, "This is what you want!"

"What do I want?" Yan was stunned for a moment, then opened the brocade box, and there was a brand new scroll inside.

"This is the content of the ancient scroll you asked for last time. I have translated it. I didn't bring the old scroll, and it would fall apart if I flipped through it again. I ordered someone to reframe it. Take a look." Usman She smiled flatteringly, "What's written here is actually a love letter."