Chapter Seventy-Two: Seduction

After the Liu family left the book and decided to give birth in the capital with peace of mind, it seems that he has removed his old defense, no longer holding the shelf of the housewife, making some soup and water in the yard every day, or serving flowers and plants, and life is as easy as a girl to be married.

It doesn't seem to be as cold as the past for Wei Heming's stepson, and from time to time he will also send a portion of the soup and snacks he made to his yard, which tastes really good.

Although Wei Heming stayed in the capital out of desperation, he really didn't have any ill feelings towards Liu's stepmother, and from time to time he would go to sit down for a while and ask about his needs in life, and Liu would never be polite to him.

Wei Heming re-silently restarted the plan for the change of the law in his previous life, and sorted it out little by little, in this life, he had experienced these things that he had not experienced before, and he had a lot of ideas, and now it seems that the changes in the previous life were really a little naïve, and now he is also thinking about rectifying them one by one. He also corresponded with Yuyuan in Qingchuan from time to time, and he could also benefit a lot from going back and forth.

All of a sudden, Wei Heming lived in a simple place, and the Liu family lived alone in a corner, and the Wei Mansion was unprecedentedly quiet and peaceful.

Wei Heming didn't even encounter a figure all the way from the study to the bedroom, and when he entered the bedroom, he wanted to call out to him, but he remembered that he was still sorting out the books for him in the study, so he had to wipe his face indiscriminately, and threw his coat aside.

I still thought that I should recruit a few more servants from time to time, although there was no work at home, but the feeling of being empty was really not very good.

Wei Heming was tired of reading during the day, so he didn't even bother to light the lamp, hurriedly stepped on the boots on his feet, and threw himself directly on the bed.

The bed was warm, and there was a body next to him that was radiating heat, and his breath was spraying right next to his ear.

Wei Heming's expression froze, and he smiled helplessly: "Your Highness." ”

Chu Fengge answered lazily, stretched out his arm and dragged the person into his arms, he was only wearing a middle coat, but the heat came out through the middle coat.

Wei Heming is obviously quite accustomed to such raids: "Is the Wenrui Palace's Mansion missing the prince's pillow, why did you come to my Wei Mansion?"

"There is no shortage of pillows, there is no shortage of bed warmers. The old god Chu Fengge was there, and he drilled into Wei Heming's shirt with one hand, and his voice was a little dissatisfied. "Wei Tanhua has a lot of opportunities, and I have no choice but to visit the Wei Mansion at night. ”

Wei Heming smiled, let Chu Fengge mess around, and when he reached out to untie his clothes, he slowly grabbed the person and said softly: "Your Highness, you are still in filial piety." ”

Chu Fengge's hand really stopped.

Although Wei Heming is not a person who abides by etiquette and law, but filial piety and men do such things, I am afraid he will definitely not agree.

Chu Fengge turned over and propped his hand on the side of his ear, a pair of eyes were unfathomable in the night, but he bit his lip angrily, and said hatefully: "You wait for me." ”

Wei Heming was still not used to kissing people, and tilted his head slightly, but Chu Fengge stretched out his hand to clasp the back of his head, his bony hand was inserted between his hair, and his tongue poked into his mouth to explore, every breath was clearly audible, and his face was slightly hot as the heat was steaming.

Wei Heming was a little weak by him, and his originally extremely clear pupils gradually became foggy, very few people were so close to him, and a kiss made him numb from the top of his head to his fingertips.

Chu Fengge left his lips, straightened up, and looked condescendingly at his reddish skin and misty expression.

Wei Heming was a little angry, stretched out his hand and pulled out the hairpin on Chu Fengge's head, and saw that his ink-colored hair was scattered behind his back and fell on his body and hands, and the ends of his hair aroused a slight itch on his neck.

But it's beautiful.

Wei Heming couldn't help but smile, and stretched out his hand to touch Chu Fengge's lips: "Is Your Highness willing to laugh?"

The corners of Chu Fengge's lips moved, but he took his fingers into his mouth, and his soft tongue slowly licked his fingertips, circling around his fingers.

Chu Fengge smiled at this time.

Wei Heming shook his head and lamented: "It's still a little shallower in the lower way, and it's not as good as His Highness's soul-stirring." ”

Chu Fengge fell back on the bed, with a three-point ** on his face: "Which soul do you want to hook?"

Wei Heming smiled and said nothing.

Chu Fengge turned sideways slightly, hugged Wei Heming's waist from behind, and his voice was slightly low: "You have been avoiding me a little these days. ”

Wei Heming was stunned: "Where to start?"

Chu Fengge's eyes gradually sank: "You haven't come to my house these days." ”

Wei Heming touched the hand on his waist to show reassurance: "These days, I have been busy sorting out my family's Chinese books. ”

Chu Fengge seemed to deliberately raise the bar: "I'm so busy that I don't even have time to look at me?"

Wei Heming's expression was quite innocent: "Wasn't it all like this in the past?"

That's right, that's always been the case.

Chu Fengge's hand rubbed against his waist, and his voice was also hoarse: "It's not what it used to be." ”

Only then did Wei Heming know what Chu Fengge meant.

Wei Heming's two lives together are not understandable, but it does not mean that he knows nothing about affairs, on the contrary, he has seen a lot of various relationships, when he was a Dali Temple, no matter how intricate the relationship is, there are even people in love with dogs on the file;

He once saw a couple of men get married, and their friendship is very deep, and they each have their own careers on weekdays, and one person is happy, and the other party is also beautiful. Or the tea game in your spare time, or the joy of fish and water when your temperament comes, it is also ordinary, but I am afraid that the loving husband and wife are nothing more than this.

When he was young, he also thought that if he had a sweetheart, he would hold all the best in the world in front of her, and change that person to smile, or ride Chang'an, and pick the most beautiful hairpin between that person's sideburns.

It's just that after a long time, I even admired the days when I raised my eyebrows and knew each other. After all, he has been blazing for half his life, lonely for a lifetime, and in the end, there is no one who can be trusted with sincerity, which is also embarrassing.

Now that he has made a bunch of friends with Chu Fengge, he is a little too gentle with Chu Fengge, he rarely says those greasy words on weekdays, and he always gets along with each other just chatting and playing, and occasionally laughs at Chu Fengge, if Chu Fengge wants to be intimate, he has never refused, but it is really difficult to do some transgressions in filial piety. Recently, he was busy sorting out the matter of changing the law, thinking that Chu Fengge was afraid that he was also busy building his own forces, so he snubbed him a little.

Chu Fengge is still young now, but I'm afraid that I don't like to get along like this.

Wei Heming thought about his thoughts when he was young, but he was afraid that he didn't like his lover to treat him so indifferently, so he smiled and comforted: "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to go hunting in the western suburbs?

Chu Fengge didn't respond.

Wei Heming slowed down his voice: "I know that I snubbed you, is it possible that His Highness won't even give him the opportunity to make amends?"

Chu Fengge's voice lowered: "Okay, next time together." ”

It's really angry.

Wei Heming's voice was extremely soft when he whispered: "Don't worry, since I have answered you, I will no longer hide from you." ”

He is not a pedantic person, Chu Fengge is interested in him, and he is not ruthless to Chu Fengge.

In the final analysis, he has never cared about a person like this, nor has he ever missed a person like this, and even Chu Shen has never made him so worried. It would be too much to say that he is grateful, he is ignorant because he does not know things, but he will not be stupid all the time.

Since he responded, it was natural for him to do his duty, Chu Fengge was young, he would naturally protect him and spoil him, the love affair between men was just a matter of love, he never thought that he could avoid it.

Although it still made him quite uncomfortable.

He thought about the situation just now, and his ears were still a little hot, but he was not unhappy.

Wei Heming thought too much in his heart, so he was a little sleepy, closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep after a while.

Chu Fengge didn't get tired at all, and a pair of dark eyes made waves behind Wei Heming.

He didn't complain about Wei Heming's snubbing.

But...... That's not enough.

This man is not smiling enough, this man is not soft and slow enough, this man is not enough to coax him and hold everything he likes in front of him, this man is slightly blushing but let him do what he is still not enough.

Whether that person is Mingyue or Baozhu, what was once unattainable has now been held in his hands, but it is far from enough for him.

Even Chu Fengge himself couldn't figure out what he wanted, there was always a greedy excesses in his chest, and the more satisfied he was, the more empty he became.

……

Obviously, this person was already lying in front of him, and he was within reach.

But there is always a space, with lingering uneasiness and blankness.

Wei Heming was a little distracted during the day, and he gradually fell asleep with his pillow on his head, and even his breathing tended to be stable.

Chu Fengge gradually got up, and a shadow fell on Wei Heming's body.

His hand ran across every inch of the man's bare skin, from his fingertips to his chest to his neck, and finally landed on the fragile Adam's apple, where it gently rose and fell with his breath with an indescribable seduction.

As long as he pushes a little harder, this person will always belong to him.

No way.

Chu Fengge's eyes were churning, and his mood gradually cooled.

All the bipolar depression and ** were forcibly escorted back to his chest, only lightly dropped a kiss on the forehead of the man, and lay back in his position, fixed the person in his arms, and closed his eyes.