Chapter 159: A hug makes him feel at ease
Mu Zhiming raised his head obediently, wanting to make Gu Heyan more comfortable, but after his breath was plundered, he couldn't care about these matters at all, and when he recovered, he was picked up by Gu Heyan and placed on the bed.
Gu Heyan's fiery lips and tongue lingered on his fair and clean side neck and shoulders, Mu Zhiming breathed for a moment, and he grabbed Gu Heyan's shoulders with both hands and asked, "Heyan, I don't know how a man should behave, but I think there should be a further step in addition to what you were entangled with me a few days ago, right?"
"Yes..." Gu Heyan stretched out his hand and pulled it gently, Mu Zhiming's clothes were spread out, and half of his chest was exposed. Then he put his hands on Mu Zhiming's side and looked down at Mu Zhiming, who was lying meekly under him. Faint like frost, it fell on the gauze curtain of the bed curtain, and Mu Zhiming's blue silk was scattered, caressing a little on his cheeks, and a little on his snow-white chest that was undulating slightly due to shortness of breath.
His reason has long been worn down by desire. Gu Heyan can't wait to tear Mu Zhiming's bones into his belly immediately, but he won't. There is a fierce and violent beast hidden in his body, but he has a master, so he will rip out his bones. The savage and brutal, showing the most tame side in front of his eyes.
Mu Zhiming was glad that Gu Heyan didn't ask himself why he went to Qianji Pavilion every day. Mu Zhiming knew that although Gu Heyan felt apprehensive about similar things, Gu Heyan would not be angry with him because of it, he believed in himself.
Obedient people should be rewarded.
"Then we..." Mu Zhiming hesitated due to nervousness, his eyes flashed, and he swallowed dryly, "Let's try tonight..."
Gu Heyan's hands lingered on Mu Zhiming's back with nostalgia, and he was still asking, "Aren't you afraid?"
Mu Zhiming: "No, don't be afraid. Didn't we... have done it before?"
Gu Heyan didn't answer, his fingertips traced the section of Mu Zhiming's lower back, from the crotch to the tail vertebrae, wanted to go down but didn't go down.
"Have you done it?" Mu Zhiming hesitated.
"Many times." Gu Heyan replied, his voice was low and hoarse because of desire, which was a little different from usual.
Mu Zhiming's face immediately heated up, he didn't dare to look at Gu Heyan, he always felt that just looking at him, the desire in Gu Heyan's eyes would be like a huge wave, drowning him in an instant.
But when Mu Zhiming didn't look at him, Gu Heyan felt uneasy: "I don't want you to feel scared and afraid..."
Mu Zhiming's cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, because Gu Heyan was propped up on him, and the lower half of the two were pressed together. Mu Zhiming could already feel Gu Heyan's rising desire. Mu Zhiming was also a man, so he knew that Gu Heyan was at this moment. He Yan was holding back, and how painful it was, he said, "No, haven't we... many times before? You must know how to make me not afraid, right?"
"Yes." After Gu Heyan finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the dogwood on the left side of Mu Zhiming's chest. He really knew...
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Old place, just a small crab
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Mu Zhiming would cover his face with his forearm out of embarrassment, and would implore him in a low voice because of **** to stop playing with his chest.
But Mu Zhiming would never say that he was uncomfortable, because he knew that he couldn't tell whether it was shy or really uncomfortable. He knew that he regarded him as a treasure. Even if he knew that he was not shy, he would still stop immediately. So no matter how embarrassed Mu Zhiming was, he would still be very frank about his feelings.
Gu Heyan knew that he had beaten the phoenix so many times.
Knowing that Mu Zhiming is not only sensitive in his chest, but also sensitive in his lower abdomen.
Gu Heyan likes to lick it, because when he kisses Mu Zhiming's lower abdomen, Mu Zhiming's flat and soft lower abdomen will shrink a lot, but usually at this time, Mu Zhiming is under him, so Mu Zhiming has nowhere to go Hide, so Mu Zhiming couldn't help trembling, trembling all over, and then his breathing became more and more rapid. Gu Heyan likes to see Mu Zhiming tremble because of his lips and tongue, that seems to be using his body to say he likes it.
Before Mu Zhiming was tortured with nails, Gu Heyan would kiss Mu Zhiming's lower abdomen directly after playing with Mu Zhiming's chest.
But after Mu Zhiming was tortured with nails, Gu Heyan would kiss all the way down from Mu Zhiming's chest, leaving traces of warmth and wetness, and the tip of his tongue would touch the slightly raised white marks. It was the scars left by the nail plate torture on Mu Zhiming.
These scars on Mu Zhiming's body are actually slowly disappearing, but they may remain in Gu Heyan's heart for a lifetime.
After kissing Mu Zhiming's lower abdomen, he would collapse on the bed and whimper softly, "Don't kiss..."
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The ointment I brought back from the Valley of Thousand Poisons last time has not been used up, but unfortunately it was placed in the General's Mansion.
But it doesn't matter, there is also a box under the soft mattress beside the pillow in the wing of Mu's house.
They were all bought by Mu Zhiming, and he secretly hid a box under the quilts in Mu's, Hou's, and General's mansions.
The ointment has a faint cold fragrance, quiet and elegant, like wood sandalwood. Gu Heyan doesn't understand fragrance, but he thinks the fragrance is very suitable for Mu Zhiming. A young man is like jade, but Mu Zhiming at this time, but he is no longer as elegant as usual, and the corners of his eyes are dyed with a flush caused by lust.
Only Gu Heyan can see this look.
Thinking of this, Gu Heyan always felt that it was difficult for him to control the beast called desire in his body.
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During this process, Mu Zhiming would pant even harder because of his unbearable breathing, he would sneak a peek at himself, and then close his eyes tightly ashamed.
Mu Zhiming likes to tease himself so much on weekdays, but he is ashamed at this time.
Gu Heyan knew how to make him feel comfortable...
When Mu Zhiming reached the pinnacle of bliss, he would sometimes call out Gu Heyan's name unconsciously.
He Yan, Yu Yi, General, General Gu, Brother He Yan, there are no rules, any word may be called out.
If he shouted,...
If he didn't shout, and there was nothing important tomorrow, Gu Heyan would ask him again.
Mu Zhiming didn't like not being able to see Gu Heyan's face when he was doing this kind of thing, so Gu Heyan never asked for him behind him.
After the event, Gu Heyan would clean up everything. He would wipe the bodies of the two with hot water and change the bedding.
Because Mu Zhiming loves cleanliness, Gu Heyan will keep everything organized and comfortable as usual, no matter how late it is.
If Mu Zhiming didn't faint, he would wait, wait for Gu Heyan to tidy up and lie down on the bed again, wait for Gu Heyan to hug him tightly and then close his eyes to rest.
Mu Zhiming felt that Gu Heyan's embrace would make him feel at ease.
Even after forgetting everything in the past, he still felt that way.
The next day, when Mu Zhiming woke up in Gu Heyan's arms, the first thought that came to his head was: Damn, why did Gu Heyan feel that he would be afraid of doing such a thing before! He thought how reluctant it was, but it turned out to be like this...cough...
No wonder the history books record that there are so many kings who did not go to court early.
Seven emotions and six desires, turning clouds and rains, how can mortals resist this greed and bliss?
When Mu Zhiming thought of this, he couldn't help feeling flushed because of his obscene thoughts. He shrank slightly, and Gu Heyan's voice immediately came: "Awake?"
"Yeah." Only then did Mu Zhiming realize that Gu Heyan woke up earlier than himself.
Gu Heyan asked, "Is there any discomfort in your body?"
Mu Zhiming: "No."
Gu Heyan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still early, you can rest for a while."
"Okay." Mu Zhiming nodded.
Although he responded like this, Mu Zhiming was no longer sleepy. He lay down for a while, and his hands began to caress about He Yan's loose blue silk. He tangled the black silk of the two into a knot and played with it for a long time.
The two of them are extremely self-disciplined in their daily work and rest, and they feel uncomfortable with each other when they lie down, so they simply get up and have breakfast.
Gu Heyan actually woke up early in the morning. He first got up and went to the kitchen to instruct the cook that breakfast should not be greasy and must be light, and then came back to hug Mu Zhiming and continued to sleep.
After breakfast, Gu Heyan asked about Mu Zhiming's plans for today.
Mu Zhiming took a sip of the warm and sweet white porridge, and said casually, "Qian..."
Gu Heyan: "..."
Mu Zhiming: "Qian... uh... I have nothing to do, do you have any place you want to go? I'll go with you." He rolled his eyes and smiled at Gu Heyan.
Gu Heyan put down the porridge bowl in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "You said earlier that you wanted to learn sword dance."
"Huh? Me?" Mu Zhiming was surprised.
Gu Heyan nodded.
"Okay, teach me." Mu Zhiming was excited.
So after breakfast, Mu Zhiming changed into a neat martial robe with a waist and cuffs, and waited for Gu Heyan in the empty courtyard. He only waited for a while, and saw Gu Heyan walking towards him from the direction of the wing. He also held a wooden sword in his hand.
Gu Heyan handed the wooden sword to Mu Zhiming.
Mu Zhiming took it and said with a smile, "Wooden sword?"
Gu Heyan said: "The sword, with its edge on both sides, can easily hurt yourself."
Mu Zhiming threw the wooden sword in his hand twice: "No, my doubt is, how can a majestic general have a wooden sword that people who don't understand martial arts use to practice?" He rolled his eyes and asked himself, " Is it because I said before that I want to practice swords, so I prepared it specially?"
Gu Heyan was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Mu Zhiming stood still, holding the hilt of the wooden sword, clenched his fists towards Gu Heyan, and said with a sarcastic smile, "I would like to thank Master for teaching and teaching and clearing up doubts."
Gu Heyan coughed lightly: "Will the sword-holding technique of Wujianhua be good?"
"Yes!" Mu Zhiming answered while holding it to Gu Heyan, his thumb and forefinger clasping the sword, fairly skilled.
He has traveled around in the arena in this life, and he has been immersed in his eyes and ears, and naturally he will know some.
"Okay." Gu Heyan raised Mu Zhiming's wrist, trying to teach him how to dance the sword.
At this moment, a servant hurried to the two of them and said breathlessly, "I have seen the young master, I have seen the general, the general, and I have found you. Someone from the palace said that the emperor urgently summoned you into the palace."
Before Gu Heyan could answer, Mu Zhiming spoke first, "Urgently summoned?"
Servant: "Yes! There are eunuchs waiting in the side hall to pick up the general into the palace, you should go quickly, general."
Gu Heyan turned to look at Mu Zhiming.
Although Mu Zhiming felt disappointed and lonely in his heart, he did not show any expression on his face. He smiled lightly and said, "Since it is urgently summoned by the emperor, there must be a major event. You can go quickly. You can practice swords whenever you want."
"Wait for me to come back." After Gu Heyan finished saying these words, he followed the servants to the side hall, and after a while he rode the horse in front of the mansion and went straight to the palace.