Chasing King

This week, MI Xing is a righteous man with a wide range of friends and a little talent. However, he always carries the name of "dandy" because of his extravagant life and excellent women's color. However, since he fell in love with Yeli, a famous prostitute in Ting LAN Pavilion, this famous dissolute young man in the capital city has taken a lot of heart and stopped being involved in flowers and grass.

However, some time ago, Zhou mixing wanted to stay away from the door and become his fourth concubine. His father beat him out of the house in the middle of the night and made a big joke.

Yan Sikong already knows the end of the night, and secretly congratulates Lord Zhou for not letting her in. Otherwise, Xie Zhongren presses a dark chess beside Yin in shuntianfu, and his hand gets longer and longer.

When ye Li followed a group of girls into the house, Feng Ye didn't look at any of them at first, but finally his eyes fell on Ye Li, with a look of exploration.

Zhou Mi star along with Feng Ye's eyes, heart a joy, busy to night from make a wink, let her to accompany Feng Ye.

Fengye returned to Beijing for more than two years. Many people who want to curry favor with him and bribe him are like crucian carp crossing the river. From precious calligraphy and paintings to famous utensils and beauties, he never goes into oil and salt. If anyone can vote for him, it will burn a high incense.

Night from the heart of a smile, with all the women to the people present at the ceremony, then went to Fengye, that step swaying posture, make people mind ripple.

Yan Sikong knows what Fengye is looking at. Fengye must have discovered the Kung Fu of night departure. In fact, it's not the first time that they met. It's just that Fengye took him away by force. Yeli is sitting and playing the piano.

The night leaves to face to seal wild to lean body, rou Mei way: "the little girl has seen the son of the world."

Feng Ye nodded and said meaningfully: "the night leaves the girl."

Ye Li sits down beside Feng Ye and smiles at Yan Sikong: "Lord Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "long time no see. I'm still young at night."

Yeli closed her mouth and said with a smile, "I've been reading Lord Yan's poetry recently, but I'm not very talented and knowledgeable. I can't understand the meaning of Lord Yan's high mountains. Can you give me some advice when I have time?"

"I don't dare to say that Yan is just a orchid fumigating from the mountain. But if you can take the opportunity to ponder poetry and wine with Yeli girl, you will really envy everyone."

All the people at the table laughed and made fun of Yan Sikong.

Fengye Liangliang said: "Yeli girl is so partial to the poems of Yanfu's son-in-law. I'm sure I don't know how to be a Wufu. I don't know how to be a romantic poet." The word "son-in-law" is heavy and clear.

Yan Sikong's face did not move.

Yeli is worthy of seeing the world. He is not flustered at all. He just smiles and acts like a coquetry: "no one knows that Shizi is a hero who is young, good at both literature and martial arts, and is born with the appearance of heaven and man. Shizi is usually busy in Jingshan camp. It's rare to return to Beijing even if you come here. My sisters have heard that they can see Shizi today, but they want to come. "

Zhou Mi Xing said with a smile: "it's not just women. We can see the son of the world. It's also a glorious family."

"Ha ha ha, that's right."

Liang Sui flattered: "once upon a time, Shizi and yanxiandi were the two most famous handsome CHILDES in Beijing. Now yanxiandi is the son-in-law, but I don't know which daughter-in-law can marry Shizi."

Fengye but smile, eyes are always cold.

Night from see Feng Ye displeasure, and busy play round: "little girl, for all kinds of adults play on a song."

"Good!"

Dance music together, the table began to push cup for cup, there are many not long eyes, come to Yan Sikong toast, can't help but wish him and wanyang Princess Qinse harmony, Luan and Phoenix, Yan Sikong don't have to look back, can feel Feng Ye's eyes like a sword into his mechanism.

After three rounds of drinking, the normally respectable poets and officials gradually showed their true colors, holding those willow women in their arms.

Yan Sikong has been used to these things for a long time, so he naturally wants to make fun of them. He talks and laughs with the plump woman around him, but he is very sober and has been observing Fengye secretly. Today, Fengye is so aggressive that I'm afraid he won't go home just after a drink, which is not in line with his personality.

At the time when everyone was drinking, Feng Ye suddenly stood up shaking. He had a good drink at night, so he got up to help him.

But Fengye pushed her away and said vaguely, "come on, come on!" He is tall and staggering, and he is about to fall.

Yan Si stands up and supports Feng Ye's waist. Unexpectedly, Feng Ye suddenly puts his arms around him, grabs his hair, forces him to look up and kisses his lips!

Yan Sikong's eyes widened. The change came so quickly that his mind was blank.

Everyone at the table was also stunned. The sound of drinking stopped suddenly, and they all stared at them without blinking.

"Ouch, ouch." Zhou Mi Xing cried with a big tongue, "come on, come on." He didn't know what to ask people to do, but the scene was too embarrassing and he didn't know what to do.

The attendant who had been guarding on one side quickly came up to hold Feng Ye. Feng Ye took a punitive bite on Yan Sikong's lips, and then released him. But he also pushed away those attendants, looked at Yan Sikong condescensively, and said vaguely, "Oh, Yan's son-in-law?" He looked at Yeli and said with a very frivolous smile, "you two, both He's plain white, and his son-in-law's eyes are picturesque. I've seen a lot of flowers, ha ha haYan Sikong's face is very blue. He didn't expect Feng Ye to be so bold.

Zhou Fuxing took the lead in laughing: "ha ha ha ha, it seems that Shizi is drinking and drinking well."

"Yes, Shizi has a good drink, ha ha -"

everyone laughs together.

Looking at Gao yanye in the sky If you want to go to the toilet, can you condescend to help me? "

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye with no expression on his face. His Adam's apple rolled gently. After a pause, he went up and held Feng Ye: "Shizi, please."

Everyone can see that Fengye is trying to humiliate Yan Sikong, but they didn't expect that Fengye would use this method. Zhou mixing knows that it's self defeating today. I'm afraid they've offended each other, but there's nothing he can do for a while. He can only command: "prepare a bedroom for the son of heaven."

Yan Sikong helped Feng Ye out of the banquet. Several attendants escorted him around. Even if Feng Ye fell down and scratched his skin, they couldn't afford it.

He helped Feng Ye to the room, and Yan Sikong whispered to the attendants: "go down."

"The little ones are out there, and the adults can give orders at any time."

"Get out of here." Feng Ye suddenly growled in a vicious voice.

The attendants were startled and retreated while pleading guilty.

As soon as the door is closed, Feng Ye sweeps away his drunkenness, grabs Yan Sikong's waist, blocks his lips, sucks and tramples him.

"Feng Wild... " Yan Sikong tried to push it to Feng Ye, but he could hardly move under the confinement, and he did not dare to make too much noise here.

Feng Ye kisses him and tears his clothes. He says sarcastically: "what's the matter, Yan Fu ma?"

Yan Sikong could not hide his anger in his eyes. He knew that he was wrong. He endured it again and again, but Fengye became more and more aggressive. Today, he was kissing him in full view of the public. He did not know whether the poor excuse could muddle through. If there was any gossip, how would it affect them? He pushed aside Feng Ye's chin, gritted his teeth and said, "are you crazy? You didn't drink too much, did you pretend it? "

"What's the difference between pretending or being true?" Feng Ye sneered, "you are half true and half false."

Yan Sikong stares at Feng Ye: "what do you want?"

Feng Ye grinned and whispered vaguely, "I miss you."

"Feng Ye!" Yan Si said in a trembling voice, "you are so ridiculous. Sooner or later something will happen."

"I'm ridiculous?" Feng Ye laughed, "am I ridiculous? How dare you, a liar and schemer, call me ridiculous? You are going to marry my cousin, but in order to save the prince, you can swear to me again. Aren't you ridiculous? You are shameless

Yan Sikong looks at Feng Ye plaintively. Under Feng Ye's arrogant and drunken state, he is clearly full of pain, and his heart is pulled into a ball.

"You will be married in the future..." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's cheek and said in a dumb voice, "will you swear to her and say all the sweet words? Yes, you always know what's the best thing to say. She will be infatuated with you, just like me... "

Yan Sikong bit his lips and felt sad.

Feng Ye stares red eyes: "Yan Sikong, do you know? She is My only sister, but I'm so jealous that I want to kill her

Yan Sikong felt a burst of suffocating pain invading his heart. He stroked Fengye's face: "Fengye, I have no intention to explain, but in my life, you are the only one in my heart."

Feng Ye struggles to look at Yan Sikong, the tone is full of hate: "but you want to be my brother-in-law."

Yan Sikong dropped his eyes, froze for a moment, suddenly grabbed Feng Ye's skirt, raised his head, blocked his lips, and sucked and kissed rudely.

This kiss completely ignited the fierce fire in Feng Ye's body. He picked up Yan Sikong and waved his long arm. His strong internal force swept all the tea sets off the table. Yan Sikong was pressed on it.

They are like hungry beasts, gnawing each other's skin and tearing each other's clothes. They all know that no matter how many words they say, they just cut each other's wounds. Only when they kiss each other's skin, they can feel each other's temperature, forget all the pain and struggle, and indulge in each other's time and space only at this moment.

Yan Sikong said vaguely: "you say, green, all accompany me..."

"Yes, yes." Feng Ye grabs Yan Sikong's slender legs and crusades crazily. It seems that only with such depth can he find Yan Sikong's heart.

Yan Sikong showed a bitter smile, the body's pleasure like a shower, but he was drowned in despair at the same time. They are closely intertwined, unwilling to miss a drop of sweat and warmth from each other. Their hearts have gone too far, so they have to work hard to shorten the distance between them. Even if they are dragged into the abyss together, they are happy.