Lan Qian stayed in place in a daze, still maintaining a bent posture, it was good that she took General Murong away, so that he didn't have to do that kind of thing that made him disgusting, but he didn't lose the disdain in her eyes, didn't she, didn't she want him to touch General Murong?

Are you afraid that you will dirty General Murong, or ...... She actually has her own in her heart?

Ye Fusang came out with Murong Yan in his arms, and said "Go to the General's Mansion" and bent down and got into the carriage, and when he got into the carriage, Ye Fusang put Murong Yan down, looking at his flushed face, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Murong Yan, don't pretend." She couldn't believe that this man was so bad.

"Hmm...... Uncomfortable......" Murong Yan leaned on the carriage, stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on his body indiscriminately, his cold face became crimson because of alcohol or something, his lips pursed slightly, and Murong Yan's series of actions undoubtedly became coquettish in Ye Fusang's eyes.

"Murong Yan, are you really drunk?" Ye Fusang approached Murong Yan, stretched out his hand and poked his face, seeing that he still didn't react, if it was usual, he would have stood up angrily and roared.

"Looks like I'm really drunk." Ye Fusang muttered, stretched out his hand and put Murong Yan's body down on his lap, while Murong Yan wrapped his arms around Ye Fusang's waist in cooperation, and sniffed the smell of Ye Fusang's body desperately......

A big drop of cold sweat flowed from Ye Fusang's forehead, this guy.

"County Lord, the General's Mansion has arrived."

"Hmm." Ye Fusang responded lightly, picked up Murong Yan and jumped off the carriage.

As soon as he entered the house, Ye Fusang threw the unconscious Murong Yan on the bed, "Murong Yan, you have a good rest, I'll go." After speaking, Ye Fusang walked out of the door, and when he walked to the door, he still didn't see the man say a word......

Ye Fusang's brows furrowed incomprehensibly, blinked his eyes, and folded back again, this is really not in line with this man's style.

Ye Fusang came to the side of the bed and sat down, looking at Murong Yan who was sleeping, his brows were tightly furrowed, his mouth was slightly open, the small tongue inside was clearly visible, and in that lip, he was spitting out a hot breath, and a faint [shen] [groan] overflowed from his mouth, Ye Fusang's heart suddenly had a bad premonition, she patted Murong Yan's face, but was surprised to find that the man's body temperature was surprisingly hot.

I actually have a fever! This thought crossed Ye Fusang's mind. Her heart began to get nervous, Murong Yan's temperature was not ordinarily high, and the ancient medical skills were ......

It's not going to burn this man into an idiot, is it?

"Murong Yan, Murong Yan, wake up! Get up ......" Ye Fusang anxiously shook Murong Yan's shoulder, and Murong Yan's body temperature ironed her palms through her clothes.

A look of solemnity flashed in Ye Fusang's eyes, no, it will definitely burn out if it goes on like this! I have to go to the palace to call the imperial doctor, but ......

Looking at the sky outside, Ye Fusang was in trouble again, not to mention that now the palace gate has been closed, Murong Yan is not a royal person, just a general, unless the foreign minister has the order of the empress, otherwise, he cannot use the palace fighting imperial doctor at will.

Now, he can only count on the folk doctor, Ye Fusang hurriedly ran out, told Xiao Si to ask for a doctor, and then turned back.

Ye Fusang sat on the edge of the bed and waited for a long time and didn't see Xiao Si come back, it was also raining outside, Ye Fusang sighed irritably, there is no woman in this house, Xiao Si is afraid of the dark, and now it is raining again, no wonder he can't invite a doctor for half a day.

Ye Fusang didn't know anything about ancient medicine, so he had no choice but to use the most primitive method to cool down Murong Yan first.

Thinking about it, Ye Fusang immediately brought wine and a clean towel, but when she quickly threw the towel into the wine and soaked it, dipped it and wrung it out, without hesitation, Ye Fusang took off Murong Yan's coat and underwear and threw it aside, leaving only a thin pair of obscene pants for him.

Ye Fusang looked at the body in front of him, but he didn't have any other feelings, and seriously wiped his upper body with wine little by little for Murong Yan, and after he was ready, she carefully covered the quilt for him, and she lifted the quilt below.

Murong Yan's slender thighs were wrapped under the thin obscene pants, gritting his teeth, Ye Fusang's heart was horizontal, and he ripped off Murong Yan's profane pants, trying not to look at the mysterious part of the man, Ye Fusang hurriedly rubbed him to cool down.

The soft towel rubbed Murong Yan's skin, and the hot body temperature decreased a little by little under her wiping, but Ye Fusang didn't realize that her little bit of friction was so [ambiguous] [mei], and the warm friction had already aroused the [love] [desire] hidden in Murong Yan's body.

Murong Yan's body gradually reacted, and a thin layer of red appeared on the surface of his body, but these were ignored by Ye Fusang, because after wiping his place, Ye Fusang covered him with the quilt, and at this time, Ye Fusang did not notice Murong Yan's other reactions at all.

Murong Yan Ye Fusang didn't let go of a corner, he wiped it, the doctor still didn't come, Ye Fusang stood up and wanted to go out to have a look, however, as soon as he moved, his hand was held by a hot hand, and then, as soon as that hand was forced, Ye Fusang was caught off guard and fell on the bed, and his body was immediately pressed on a hot body, and the hot place was dangerously against Ye Fusang.

A long black line slid down the back of Ye Fusang's head, "Murong Yan!" "This man is still so sick when he's sick......

Ye Fusang's body was stunned suddenly, and in his mind, he suddenly thought of the glass of wine that Murong Yan drank, Ye Fusang hurriedly raised Murong Yan's face, and saw that his eyes were misty and his breathing was burning, this may not be a fever, but a ......

"Huh!" Ye Fusang sneered twice, if it wasn't for Murong Yan who drank this wine for her tonight, then the person who looks like this now is her, Lan Qian, I really underestimated him.

"Fusang, uncomfortable......" Murong Yan's eyes had not yet opened, and he muttered indiscriminately, with a little crying in his voice, which was very different from his usual cold appearance, but it was cute and tight, as soon as Murong Yan's voice fell, he had already found Ye Fusang's lips, and his hot lips were imprinted.

"Hmm...... Murong ...... Hmmm......" The lip flap was caught by Murong Yan and sucked passionately. His hot hand had reached into her Ye Fusang's underwear, his big hand covering the towering softness, rubbing, fingers twisting the bulge at the top......

Murong Yan closed his eyes, all this seemed to be instinctive, his head was lowered, Ye Fusang's clothes had been torn by him brutally, Murong Yan opened his mouth and took one of the raised cherry grains in his mouth, and gnawed lightly.

"Hmm......" Ye Fusang groaned, but he didn't push Murong Yan away or struggle, although the relationship between the two was awkward, they were both "women" However, Murong Yan's innocent body had been given to Ye Fusang, it stands to reason that this man is her Ye Fusang's man, not to mention, this man became like this tonight because of himself.

originally agreed to go to this banquet just to protect this man nearby, but he had no idea, but let him take a stand for himself, but Lan Qian, Ye Fusang thought, he would never have anything to do with that boyfriend in the future, people like Lan Qian are too good-looking, too mysterious, and too dangerous, in the future, it is better to stay away. 、

"Fuso, I want to feel bad...... Uncomfortable......" Murong Yan said vaguely, his body was like a fire, almost melting Ye Fusang. Ye Fusang's clothes had been completely taken off by Murong Yan, and the scorching [desire] [wang] was against Ye Fusang's.

Ye Fusang moved, his hand tightly supporting Murong Yan's shoulder, "Murong Yan, I want to be on it, you get out of the way." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yan muttered dissatisfiedly, stretched out his hand, grabbed Ye Fusang's hands, firmly fixed them on the top of his head, lowered his head, and kissed Ye Fusang violently with his lips.

"Hiss-" There was a heart-piercing pain on the lip flap, Ye Fusang's brows furrowed tightly, whether this person would kiss or not, whether he was kissing her or biting him.

Ye Fusang's wrist flipped over, and he suddenly broke free of Murong Yan's hand, and suddenly turned over and pressed Murong Yan under him, Ye Fusang followed Murong Yan's appearance, and firmly placed his hand that tried to move firmly on the top of his head.

"Hmm...... Let go of General Ben...... General Ben ...... Well...... Uncomfortable......" Murong Yan opened a pair of misty eyes, his body writhed violently, trying to break free from Ye Fusang's clamps, looking at his appearance, Ye Fusang had a charming smile on his face, lowered his head, and bit Murong Yan's lips hard.

"Hmm......" Murong Yan groaned, Ye Fusang straddled his waist, his feet moved restlessly, opened a pair of misty eyes, and stared at Ye Fusang without deterrence, "They all bully General Ben." ”

"Ye Fusang, General Ben also has a temper." As he spoke, the foot kicked indiscriminately, Ye Fusang smiled speechlessly, lowered his head, and kissed Murong Yan lightly on his lips, the tip of his tongue drilled into his lips, sucking his tongue tightly.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Murong Yan let out a faint moan from his mouth, and his whole body gradually softened, his mouth opened slightly, allowing Ye Fusang to hook his tongue and suck Yun.

Ye Fusang kissed Murong Yan, one hand gradually moved down, accurately found the bulge on Murong Yan's body, and gently pressed and pulled.

The man under him trembled violently, and began to be restless again, and his body couldn't help arching up, like a fish lacking water, "Hmm...... General Ben, don't ...... Ah......h

Ahem, let's decide, whether to Fusang or Murong on it, the slave family will obey the order.

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