Chapter Eighty-Four: The Blurred Red Shirt

In Yan Xiaoyu's military tent in the Ninghua military camp, there were two men, one of whom was Xiahou Huan, and the other was the leader of the secret guard that Yan Xiaoyu secretly trained, dressed in black.

"Childe! That's what the prince ordered, and I ask you to do it. ”

The black clothes held a neatly stacked red shirt with both hands, although Xiahou Fan didn't open it to see, but he never wore red clothes, this is something that no one can change, I didn't expect Yan Xiaoyu to have this kind of perverted hobby.

"What about your prince? I want to see him! Although he has the habit of changing his clothes every night, what is the purpose of this person to let him wear red clothes at night?

The black clothes looked at Xiahou Huan's somewhat blackened face, his hands holding the red shirt did not move, and his voice was not humble: "Son, the prince is discussing things with the prince, and you also know your identity, so please obey the prince's orders in peace!" ”

Xiahou Huan's heart burned with fire, now he can be said to be really under the fence, a little secret guard dares to talk to him like this, but he can't be a good person, if his martial arts are still there, he must teach him a lesson: "Put down your clothes and go down!" ”

"Yes!" The black clothes respectfully put down their shirts, turned and walked out of the tent.

Xiahou looked at the back of the black-clothed man, looking at the steaming bath water on the side, and his heart was defeated, his cleanliness habit had been formed, and not taking a bath or changing clothes would kill him.

As for the red shirt, Xia Hou fantasized and glanced sideways again, and decided not to wear it! Never wear it! When you put it on, it always feels no different from the prostitutes in the building.

Yan Xiaoyu is talking to Yan Yu about military power, because of the two consecutive defeats, Yan Xiaoyu has reported to the emperor to take back the military power, and then he will take over.

"The prince is really the prince, I didn't expect the chapter to be sent so soon!" When Yan gave these words, it was called a gritted teeth, he really wanted to kill him with a sword, anyway, it was not the first time to kill the so-called brother.

Yan Xiaoyu didn't plan to pretend to be anything with him, as long as the military power was in his hands, it didn't matter whether he was a concubine or a prime minister behind him, it was nothing: "Brother Huang, look at what you said, my father asked you to hand over the military power to me for the sake of Ning Huaguo, you lost 70,000 soldiers and horses in our country in two wars, do you think this matter can be passed so easily?" ”

"Really? But I heard that the royal brother suddenly brought someone back last night, I don't know who it was? "Who is he-Yan Zhi, Yan Xiaoyu wants to hide anything from him, it's impossible, not to mention that the military power is his, and of course the eyeliner is his.

"Friends only." Yan Xiaoyu replied very simply, and then opened the topic and said: "Father and Emperor will edict you to return to China tomorrow, remember that I will help me say hello." ”

"You...... Okay, I will. Yan gave the urge to kill him with a sword, and smiled.

In the screen in the military tent, Xiahou Huan had already finished bathing, but he was just standing there holding a red shirt and robe exuding a thick black gas.

I don't know when the clothes he changed out were taken away, and he didn't say anything about taking them away, but the clothes that Yan Xiaoyu prepared for him didn't even have dirty clothes.

There is only a thin silk red shirt, which is transparent on the body, not to mention, the key is that it is still red. Bare. Bare. The chest is exposed, not to mention, the most important thing is to walk, both legs are exposed......

Now Xiahou Huan can be regarded as understanding Yan Xiaoyu's intentions, this person is clearly planning to have something to do with him when he is in the prime of spring...... Think about that long man's human-looking Yan Xiaoyu, who actually let him wear it so naked. A piece of clothing exposed is really despicable and shameless.

"Prince!"

"Let's go down!"

"Yes!"

Xiahou Huan listened to the conversation outside with his ears, and his heart was almost broken, what should he do, does he have to face Yan Xiaoyu like this, or is he wearing this red shirt to face him?

Is! Xiahou Huan couldn't wait to kill the frivolous people outside the tent with a sword, how could he be so perverted in his heart! It's even more excessive than when Ivan!

"Phantom ......"

Yan Xiaoyu walked into the military tent with a smile, looking at the blurred figure in the screen, fantasizing about what he would look like when he put on a piece of clothing, and unconsciously began to get excited somewhere.

Xiahou listened to the sound that was getting closer and closer to him, and he couldn't care so much in his heart, so he hurriedly put on the blood-red robe in his hand, no matter how hard he pulled, the exposed spring light on his chest couldn't cover it at all.

Yan Xiaoyu deliberately slowed down the movement of his feet, in order to let him put on that dress.

When Yan Xiaoyu really saw the scene of Xiahou Huan wearing that red clothes, his heart fell in an instant, and sure enough, this person did not disappoint him, because his black and wet hair was scattered, and from time to time water droplets were dripping, wetting the red shirt on his body, so the clothes were close to his body.

"Hmm...... It's for you! ”

"Go away!" Xiahou Huan was seen by Yan Xiaoyu that something was wrong, and he yelled at him with a cold face, and hurriedly strode away from Yan Xiaoyu.

Because of the pacing action, the silky bewitching robe was gently lifted to expose two slender legs, which exuded an alluring fragrance against the backdrop of the faint yellow lights.