My seven-year itch with my guard boyfriend

It sounds easy to say, but I'm actually quite uncomfortable.

I once had a loyal bodyguard, and I fell madly in love with him.

The story has a rather absurd beginning.I am not from this world, I have traveled through time.

Damn, it's a shame to say that.I also don't know how this happened.

My only awareness before should be that I was on the road, just passing the traffic light, a small Jetta directly knocked down the guardrail and swept away a thousand troops, and sent me flying with a single ass, with sparks and lightning all the way.I turned countless times in the air, and this period of time was actually quite short, just enough for me to yell "fuck" in horror, and this period of time was also very long, until I heard the screeching brakes and the screams of pedestrians While gliding, I thought about a few questions.

What's the matter with this car.

Am I going to die?

Can't you try to land on the ground in case you stop.

Does the medical insurance pay for this?

What should my parents do?

I'm not married yet.

Hold.

Facts proved that Newton's coffin board was still pressed down, and my face fell to the ground.

I could hear a crisp snap, a rattle, in my cervical spine.

I lost consciousness.

After a long period of time, I felt that I was lying on a hard wooden bed covered with soft silk, and there were light footsteps and rustling whispers back and forth, and the room was always burning with warmth. The stove is filled with the strong bitter smell of herbs.I fell asleep and woke up drowsily, feeling that someone was gently feeding me medicine and rubbing my body, and turning my body occasionally, but my eyelids were heavy and my body was sore, and I always had no strength to open my eyes.Limbs and bones are in unspeakable pain.

Thinking about it now, he has always been like this, even in the farther time, when I have not woken up, when I am in another dimension, he has always been like this, silent and gentle.

When I barely had the strength to open a gap in my eyes, I saw a little brother who was quite handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, who was trying to feed me medicine spoon by spoon. Seeing that I finally woke up, he First he was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows stretched out suddenly, he smiled crookedly, and shouted in surprise and joy: "Hurry up, the young master is awake!"

I found out later that he seldom smiles, but that time, he was really happy.

This feeling of time travel is amazing. I have all the memories of the modern world with me, and I have an impression of everything that happened in this world, but I have to think about it to recall it.For example, I am the idle third son of a wealthy family. My name is Shen Ling, and my name is Zhiyu. I have an elder brother and a second sister. The family business supports me. A stable life; for example, in this world, I like the brave and handsome man in "White Horse Chapter" who "raises his hands to catch the flying cats, leans over to scatter the horseshoes", so there are no maids and servants in the whole house, only guards; for example, in front of me This little brother is a guard of my family, ranked second, and has a very martial arts name, Jianqiu, but I don’t know why I haven’t attacked this little brother yet in this world.

Later, I slowly learned from the weird and terrified reactions of these guards that the master named Shen Ling used to be extremely disdainful of these people, beating and scolding them frequently. very bitter.This Jianqiu, alone, was given preferential treatment probably because of her outstanding looks, and was left to do some urgent affairs to serve her closely, but she also lived cautiously. , It was either because of the bitterness of the medicine or something else, and then he frowned slightly, and then he knelt down on the ground with a plop, looking like a distressed little daughter-in-law.

I looked grumpy and heartbroken. A group of people who were originally well-off were living such a life. I always wanted to straighten them out. After several years of breaking up, it was possible for them to straighten up and talk to me. My parents still I was very scared, thinking that I was taken away by a weasel. For a while, my room was covered with talismans, and some big fairy came to dance to the gods, and kept pouring water on my face, making me angry. have to.

Also I did a big thing, I got my man.

How did it start.I always feel that for a man, he will understand some things as soon as you hint, so I hint him crazily.

I said, "Does Jianqiu have a girl he likes?"

He lowered his head, frowned incredulously, and said, "Master, there is none yet."

I groaned, pulled the neckline on purpose, propped my head on one hand, tilted my head and smiled, and said, "Is there a... man you like?"

He trembled for a moment, and after a moment of bewilderment, his face turned pale. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Young master doesn't like our servants to serve you..."

I thought to myself that not only do I like your service very much, but I can also serve you, so I smiled and said, "I'm happy now, come to my room tonight."

In just a few short sentences, I made countless very artistic gestures, frantically probing at the edge of the mosaic, but in the end I made all the winks for the blind, and they didn't look up at me at all.

I watched him silently.

He was silent, and said: "Rong Xiao...Rong Xiao, get ready."

I said: "I have balm and the like in my room, just come over by yourself at night."

I could see that he was really scared, so I went to hold his hand and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I will treat you well in the future."

He bowed his head and said nothing, his lips were almost bloodless.His hands were cold and trembling slightly.

It wasn't until evening that I realized what this so-called "preparation" meant.Oh my god.

He wore a very charming white gauze dress that night, and it dragged to the ground, revealing the parts that should be exposed, and half-covering the parts that should not be exposed. This dress looks good on a big-breasted girl. A handsome boy with a spring look, or a handsome boy with thin arms and thin legs, white and tender, is also fine. The key is this guy... Can you imagine that he himself has been practicing martial arts all year round, with steel-like tendons under his flying white clothes, and a shawl Long hair is like wearing a chest-length skirt for a Mongolian Khan.

The Mongolian Khan wears a chest-length skirt, everyone!Can you imagine?

What was he thinking when he changed his clothes? How long would it take to build his mind!

My eyes hurt: "Who taught you this?"

His face was pale, his voice was trembling a little, he felt like he had made a big mistake, "I saw that your pets were dressed like this before, I guess you should like it..."

"Can you be the same as a pet," I sighed, "You, take off this clothes first."

He said yes, slowly took off his clothes, and stood naked in front of me.He was really nervous, the muscles all over his body were tense, his fists were tightly clenched, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, there was no wind, and goose bumps appeared on his cock's skin one after another.But he forced himself to remain motionless, lowering his head almost obediently.

The first experience of a straight man should be quite a psychological obstacle. If he is forced to explode, it may leave a shadow. Anyway, I am not pure in modern society, and I don’t mind him being on top. I mainly want to put this person Get it, and we'll talk about the rest later.So I lay down on the couch, tilted my head and said to him, "Why don't you come, the ointment is on the second shelf in the bedside cabinet, don't shoot in it, it's not easy to clean up after it's done."

He raised his lowered head quickly, with a truly incredible expression on his face, knelt down on the ground as if he had been frightened, and repeated repeatedly: "You must not do this...Young Master, you must not... ..." He himself must not do it for a while, then hesitated and said: "If the young master doesn't like it, you can learn from the younger ones. If you don't want it, you must not do this."

I was stunned, stretched out my hand to pull him up, let him sit on the couch, put a small cup on him, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be small all the time, just call yourself me, I don't treat you as a pet , that would be too humiliating to you," I wrapped my hand around his quilt, leaned over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I have no intention of forcing you in this capacity, if you are too nervous, we will slow down Come on, if you have no interest in me," I blinked at him, "then I will pursue you. If you want the moon but not the stars, say east or west, only you, okay?"

He looked at me blankly.

I don't think he understands.

We looked at each other quietly, one looking expectant, the other blank.

However, just when I was about to give up effective communication with him, he suddenly smiled very slowly and softly.He said softly: "Small... I am willing."

Do you know that feeling, whenever I think of that day, the first thing I recall is not the embarrassing gauze, not the long silence, not my rumbling heartbeat, nor his panic, but at that time, he huddled in In my quilt, there is a head of black hair scattered, and the eyes are very bright. It is a pool of soft clear water that has melted from ice and snow, and it is also a green pine tree rustling under the spring breeze.

Jianqiu smiled lightly and said, I am willing.

I understood what he was delivering to me, but he didn't quite understand what I was giving him.

Whenever I recall that moment, I can't wait to bring the best things in the world together with my heart to this person.

The red luan star moves, the hibiscus tent is warm, and the candlelight flickers all night, entangled in obsession.