Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

In Zhao Hou's mansion, Zhao Zhifeng's horse stopped in front of the door, Zhao Buxiu leaned back in Zhao Zhifeng's arms, looked up at the plaque, feeling sore in his heart.After all, his experience was not easy. When his brother's life and death were uncertain, he lived like a year, and he was suffering and thinking about it every day.But now that he finally returned home, he didn't know how to get along with Zhao Zhifeng.

As the swordsman said, people who are not of our race will have a different heart. I don’t know how long it will take for his lies to be exposed. What will happen when my brother knows that he is no longer human?Will it be like chopping off his father's head, removing hidden dangers and finishing him off?

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Zhifeng's finger lightly brushed Zhao Buxiu's cheek, and Zhao Buxiu shook his head.

Zhao Zhifeng hugged his younger brother tightly from behind, heaved a long sigh, then let go and got off the horse, opened his hands, Zhao Buxiu jumped into his arms, as if he had been carried off the horse before.All the servants in the Hou's mansion stood at the door to greet him, Zhao Zhifeng didn't care about the crowd, he waved his hands to make them disperse.

The housekeeper had already prepared hot water, and Zhao Buxi was overjoyed when he heard that there was water for a bath.He had a hard life these days, he traveled all the way and didn't even take a good bath, but now that he was able to take a solid bath after returning to the imperial city, he was so happy that he shed tears.

Zhao Zhifeng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pinched his chin, with a smile on his lips, "Why are you crying?"

"I'm so happy." Zhao Buxiu bit his lip and looked at his brother, "I've been thinking about you coming back all day, but now you're really coming back, it's like a dream."

"Little fool." Zhao Zhifeng lowered his head and kissed Zhao Buxiu's lips, his breath gradually became hot, he took off the layer of clothes with his hands, and the two fell into the bathtub.Zhao Buxi could feel a little warmth, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and suppressed the strangeness flowing in his body.

Zhao Zhifeng had many scars on his body, and his entire back was almost incomplete. Zhao Buxiu lay on his back and rubbed his stiff neck for him.He wanted to hug his brother, and opened his hands vigorously, Zhao Buxiu closed his eyes, put his cheek on Zhao Zhifeng's shoulder blade, and said in a low voice: "Brother, let me protect you from now on, okay?"

Zhao Zhifeng laughed, and the deep laughter came from his chest, shaking Zhao Buxiu's heart. He heard Zhao Zhifeng say: "Xiao Pan, brother doesn't want you to protect me, as long as I'm here, I won't let you protect me." Injuried."

Zhao Buxi felt sour and sweet in his heart, but when he thought of the reality again, he really couldn't be happy.Zhao Zhifeng didn't notice his strangeness, turned him over, Zhao Buxiu lowered his head and shed a tear quietly.

Right in the pond, Zhao Zhifeng grabbed Zhao Buxiu and fucked him hard. His words and deeds were inconsistent, his words were always gentler than his actions, and when he moved, he became violent.Zhao Buxiu's thighs were opened, and it was too late to close them. The soft and red acupuncture points were stretched open, and he cried out, sobbing and yelling not to.

Zhao Zhifeng didn't stop, but suddenly picked up Zhao Buxiu onto the soft bed, pulled Zhao Buxiu's legs away and went deep.

The winter in the imperial city seems to be colder than outside. Xie Chenjian has been wandering outside all the time. He often hears people say that the imperial city is the place where the rich and powerful are in the world. It is the safest place. People inside don’t need to worry about things outside the city. .

But do they know that this place looks colder and more ruthless than the outside, the swordsman stands on the eaves, takes one step, two steps, three steps and then gently sits down.

That was the eaves of the Hou Mansion, and he came in silently, leaning on a corner, looking at the dark cloud-covered sky.

He didn't listen to Zhao Buxiu's words and went to the inn to wait, but followed the carriage all the way.Watching Zhao Buxiu go in, and seeing Zhao Buxiu being picked up by his brother, and then entering the mansion.

He waited here for a long, long time, he wanted to see Zhao Buxi one more time, the heart of following that expectation made him even more uncomfortable.

He and his brother...

The swordsman covered his heart and curled up inch by inch.

The steam was thick, and Zhao Buxiu's black hair was scattered on the soft bed next to the bath, and a strand of hair was lifted by Zhao Zhifeng.He called his brother, Zhao Zhifeng kissed him on the back, when he entered, Zhao Buxiu spread his legs, his spine trembled.

Suddenly he was shocked, Zhao Zhifeng thought he was going to vent, so he accelerated his speed.Zhao Buxiu's face was pressed against the silk, he bit his arm, trying to cover himself and moaned.

He...he heard Xie Chenjian's voice.

The swordsman asked him, what are you doing now?