Han Fengquan was stunned, staring at Lynch in a daze, not daring to move, and even holding his breath, for fear that he would break the dreamlike scene in front of him if he moved.

Seeing that he was stupid like a child, Lynch raised his hand and placed his wet fingertips on the unfinished blush under his nose. He gently wiped him with his thumb, and said softly: "I can't bear it?"

The watery touch and Lynch's gentle whisper brought Han Feng out of the dream. He raised his hand and grabbed Lynch's hand. His hands were hot, soaked in hot water and wet and soft. Han Feng lowered his head

The dragonfly kissed Lynch's hand with a glance, and then looked at Lynch very quickly, like a thief who was staring at it.

Lynch just laughed, so soft that he was almost indulgent.

Han Feng lowered his head and kissed Lynch's hand again. This time he kissed him harder than the last time, making a slight sound of skin touching.

Lynch still laughed, and the heat emitted from the bathtub warmed his smile.

Han Feng finally confirmed that nothing is a dream, and the two of them are in love with each other and are bright and bright.

"Don't be stunned," Lynch said helplessly. "If you soak, I will be wrinkled."

Han Feng was still stunned. He returned to his soul and followed Lynch's words to see Lynch's chest soaked in the water, as white as snow.

The bathtub was very deep, Lynch sat inside, the water flowed across his chest, and the two points spread out like fog in the steaming water, which made people feel more itchy because they couldn't see clearly.

Unbearable.

Han Feng's nose hurts, and his lower body hurts even more.

He suddenly stood up and ran out without saying a word.

Lynch was weak and couldn't shout. He looked at the door, thinking that Han Feng might be calming down, but suddenly a 'shush' sound came from outside, and the noise was quite loud.

"Not good! Lord Han has gone to the lake-"

Lynch suddenly stood up, getting up too hard, and felt dizzy inside his head, almost unable to stand firmly and then fell down. Fortunately, the servant came to deliver water and immediately supported him, "Be careful, boy!"

"Where is Han Feng?" Lynch gasped.

The servant said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, Master Han is climbing up again."

There is a lotus pond not far from Lin Qi's sleep. It's late autumn. The remaining lotus is slightly rolled, yellow and green, and the water is not the deepest, but the mud is very powerful. It is easy for Han Feng to jump down, but the water is actually only reaching his heart.

, and climbed up and borrowed a hand from the Lin Mansion servant. The servants didn't know what happened to Lord Han and his son. Why did he run out and jump into the lake with anger, and didn't dare to ask, but just supported Han Fengdao

: "Mr. Han, how are you?"

The autumn water was cold and harsh, Han Feng's face turned pale, his lips became purple, and he waved his hand lightly.

In the room, Lynch had already changed into dry clothes and long trousers with the help of the servant, and came out in a long robe. He waved to the servant who was supporting Han Feng, and said anxiously: "Helping Lord Han in."

The servant helped Han Feng in, and there was another chaos of war.

Both adults became sick and large patients. Lynch ordered people to peel Han Feng's inner and outer clothes directly, and let people wipe them randomly and stuff them into his bed. Lynch also had a fever and couldn't bear the cold.

After getting into the quilt together, Lynch drove the servant out, turned around and got into Han Feng's trembling arms, and opened his arms and hugged him.

"Han Feng, you..." Lynch was so amused that he couldn't tell what to say.

Han Feng said in a trembling voice: "I, I'm cold, calm down."

Lynch turned his head, landed his face on his broad shoulders, and said in his heart: Fool.

The two hugged each other and slept until midnight. Han Feng woke up again. He was actually a little hot. Lynch was also getting hot. They hugged them in the quilt. It was so hot that they were out of control.

It's a mess.

After Han Feng's eyes adapted to the darkness, he clearly saw Lynch in the night, with white and pink cheeks and bright red and dry lips.

Han Feng was very hot, his body and his heart was also hot. He quietly pulled out his arm under Lynch's waist and slowly sat up to get out of the quilt, his thigh was suddenly grabbed.

The awakened Lynch looked up at him and looked at him with Han Feng looking down in the night.

There is also a third party.

Han Feng’s brother.

The brothers were arrogant and the lake water could not stop it from expanding in late autumn. Their heads and faces were purple and red, and they suddenly showed off their might in the quiet night.

Lynch glanced, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Where to go?"

Han Feng couldn't speak.

"Come back." Lynch moved his hand and pulled Han Feng's ankle.

Han Fengren was half weak, and without any struggle, he retracted back to his bed without any effort.

The two of them were very close to each other. Han Feng could feel Lynch's breathing, which was too warm. He said embarrassedly: "I, I'll get up at night..."

Lynch reached out and found Han Feng's strong arm in the quilt. He pulled his arm and borrowed force. The man slid forward, and his lips touched Han Feng's mouth accurately.

Han Feng was stunned again.

Lynch closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, gently licking Han Feng's tightly closed lip line.

Han Fengren shook for a moment, suddenly closed his eyes and opened his mouth to suck Lynch's lips.

A hot kiss was as sticky as honey in the night, melting the two jade men.

The hot kiss made the two get tighter and tighter. Han Feng's brother suddenly fell into a pair of smooth and warm hands. He suddenly let go of Lynch and shouted in a low voice: "Zifei--"

Lynch lowered his head and squeezed it gently, "Don't take medicine, don't get acupuncture, you have me."

Han Feng's face was flushed and he didn't know if Lynch could see it in the night. No, Lynch lowered his head, he couldn't see it... Han Feng's willpower immediately collapsed, and he never talked about Lynch.

What willpower, he hugged Lynch's neck, lowered his head and kissed Lynch's neck and his fragrant hair.

He was like a beast that had lost his mind, with the only reins tied in Lynch's hands, and he would die if he wanted him to live.

Lynch was also a little excited, raised his head and looked for Han Feng's lips, kissing them hard, pressing the tip of his nose, making breathing particularly difficult.

In the overheated quilt, Han Feng's mind became corroded and decadent. He suddenly landed his soles on Lynch's ankle trousers' legs, rubbed them hard, and the satin trousers poured down like water.

The two of them put a piece of sweat-stained flesh on each other, and they moaned almost at the same time.

When the brothers met, they were very jealous. They fought and beat up and down, and their hands were wrapped in one place, sticky and smooth. The outside of the quilt was a quiet night, and the inside of the quilt was another small world, sweet and warm.

It is an indulgence between two people who share their hearts.

Han Feng hugged Lynch tightly, shook like a pause, then relaxed, his chin fell on Lynch's shoulder, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and his throat was still gasping, and his gasping was low and magnetic, which made Lynch in the afterglow.

He also shivered and raised his hand to gently stroke Han Feng's back.

The two of them kissed each other naturally and warmly in a silent caress.

Han Feng finally got angry in the middle of the night, and he was so refreshed that he had been holding back. He was completely cured and his mind was clear. What kind of defilement is not defilement? Since Lynch is in love with him, then

Just like a man and a woman, if you get married, you will not be ungrateful.

Sunlight penetrated under the window, Han Feng hugged Lynch with one hand, stroked his long hair gently, and whispered: "Zifei, from now on... we will act like a knot..." He tried his best to restrain himself in his tone

Being nervous.

"Yeah." Lynch quickly agreed.

Han Feng took a deep breath and vomited it very slowly so that he would not scream in the quiet room on the spot.

Han Feng lowered his head, his eyes fell on Lynch's smooth forehead. He hesitated a little and lowered his head and kissed him, "I am not a man from Meng Lang."

Lynch said languidly: "No need to say it, I know it."

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Lynch happily and kissed him hard.

Lynch closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he curled his lips and said, "Go off today, let's take a break."

Han Feng's voice was as soft as a kitten, "Okay."

This is quiet, but there is a surging undercurrent.

Zhang Fengxi's death became a stone falling on the calm lake in Yan Fuzhao's clique, and one stone caused a thousand layers of waves.

Everyone didn't say it on the surface, but they thought it was the words of Yan Fuzhao's sent to destroy it. Everyone was in danger for a while, for fear that if they committed a crime, they would be abandoned by Yan Fuzhao.

A few timid people proposed to resign, but they died inexplicably not far from Yan's mansion.

Such harsh means made the friends who were attached to Yan Fuzhao suddenly alert: Yes, this is Yan Fuzhao who died with his eyes closed. After being peaceful for too long, they almost forgot that Yan Fuzhao was an absolute and cruel official.

Origin.

Yan Fuzhao was really angry.

The Queen Mother bullied people too much and arranged Han Feng to be in the Ministry of Justice. He endured it. Han Feng arrested Zhang Fengxi, and he also endured it. Assassinating Zhang Fengxi and framed him on his head was so vicious that he could not bear it.

If a woman is short-sighted and insists on provoking her, don’t blame him for turning against others.

After the Zhang Fengxi case passed, the Queen Mother's Qianqiu Festival was the Queen Mother.

For several years, the Empress Dowager secretly controlled the government. The Empress Dowager's Qianqiu Festival is more grand than the emperor's birthday. All the court officials were present. Officials of the third rank or above can enter the inner seat, and officials under the third rank or below can be at the outer seat, and birthday banquets even were held at the palace.

Outside the door.

Lynch and Han Feng are in the fifth rank and are in the middle.

At the birthday party, the two of them were seated in the same place. Before the birthday party began, all the officials stood there without falling down. They stood in a vast area, looking up at the front, waiting for the eunuch to send a message.

Han Feng stood in front of Lynch, wearing an official uniform, stood out from the crowd. Lynch smiled and looked at his clear side face, thinking that Han Feng's temperament is really a treacherous person no matter how many times he saw him, he could still kill him if he was violent.

The oppressive handsome.
To be continued...