As the cold wind blew by, the tip of Gu Yuanbai's nose was slightly red, and as he looked at the Xue Yuan in this appearance, he couldn't hold back his upper body again and leaned down and took a bite on his lips.
Xue Yuan's lips were slightly hard when he bit them, and there was scalding heat.
When he smiles, the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and he is full of banditry. When he did not smile, he was stern, and with Gu Yuanbai's critical eye, the more he looked, the sexier he became.
He used his teeth to grind the bite, and when he wanted to retreat back, Xue Yuan finally came back to his senses and palmed the back of Gu Yuanbai's head and kissed him back in a blistering fashion, kissing Gu Yuanbai so hard that his eyes went black, and he vigorously pushed back against him twice before letting go.
Looking at Xue Yuan's eyes red with gluttony, Gu Yuanbai sighed deeply, but his heart was flooded with itchiness and his toes secretly curled.
Vacations, as they should be, are fun.
The snow was like white flowers scattered by the gods, and everywhere was white except for a little red plum.
In just a few moments, a layer of falling snow had already accumulated on his black hair and shoulders. With his head slightly lowered, Xue Yuan pushed Gu Yuanbai back step by step until he crashed into a plum tree.
The snow on the trees fell abruptly, fortunately Xue Yuan was quick, pulling off the back of the cloak and raising it, covering the two under the cloak.
Thick snow fell on the cloak, and under the darkness of the cloak, Gu Yuanbai coughed lightly and whispered, "I neglected you some days ago."
Xue Yuan's originally glowing eyes darkened.
"The saint also knows that he has been negligent to me," he sighed quietly, "but it's true, compared to the river and the mountain, Luo Shen is nothing, so what am I worth?"
There was a cold wind and frost on his body, mixing hot and cold, Gu Yuanbai's face was slightly embarrassed, he leaned back, and a thin plum blossom tree shook violently like a gale.
Xue Yuan sank, "You're still avoiding me."
Gu Yuanbai: "......"
Xue Yuan lowered his head, and Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but close his eyes and wait. Sure enough, the hot kisses reached the bridge of his nose from his eyebrows, but they always failed to kiss the point as well.
Gu Yuanbai urged, "Kiss."
The voice came out, only to realize that it was too low to be true.
Xue Yuan left a trail of marks, just do not kiss the mouth, "The other day I looked at the Holy Spirit, this is how it feels." Muttering to himself, "Always refreshing not to the point."
Complexity of mind.
He was hard on himself, every muscle in his body stiffened in one piece. His entire body was screaming to kiss up and pounce on him, and instinct made Xue Yuan want to mark Gu Yuanbai's body deeply, to go and make the person who had been so busy that he was about to lose sight of him some days ago now recall him.
When Gu Yuanbai was busy, Xue Yuan did not want to disturb and was heartbroken. In addition to this, there is also the incomparable loneliness that can toss a person mad with whimsy.
Xue Yuan wondered if Gu Yuanbai would wait until he had had enough fun, and then a verbal order would transfer him again.
Three months was short for Gu Yuanbai, but long for Xue Yuan.
So long that each day seems like years when you look back on it.
Chang Yuyan all spoke to the saint more frequently than he did. As Xue Yuan stood watching them from the sidelines, he had to admit that Chang Yuyan, the scout, was useful.
His writing, the pen in his hand, was another battlefield for His Holiness.
On that battlefield, unable to use swords and guns, unable to go and kill the enemy, Xue Yuan could only watch, standing straight and motionless.
Xue Yuan is a rough man, a room full of books is just a decoration. Gentleman to learn things, he actually passes a chess, usually fooled under the often Yuyan no problem, but the pencil he is really wielded immovable.
While Gu Yuanbai dealt with the political affairs, Xue Yuan, after all, still felt that he had not done enough, and felt that His Holiness might not always be able to tolerate him climbing the dragon bed.
After all, His Holiness had never spoken to him of love.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you say it or not.
Xue Yuan said to himself.
Did Gu Yuanbai say he was tired of you and you let him run away?
No way.
But Xue Yuan was afraid that when he was unprepared, Gu Yuanbai would lose interest. Just like when Xue Yuan came back from Jinghu South, he was confronted with a transfer order from His Majesty.
A head full of fire is met with a pot of cold water.
Xue Yuan thought too much, his body is hot, but his heart is cold. Can not help but hesitate in front of the door, a hundred times but not enter.
He kissed with all his heart, but was always on the verge, knowing that His Holiness was very sensitive at the ears, so he just sucked on the ear beads in silence, propped one hand on the tree above Gu Yuanbai's head, and suppressed himself, exerting himself so hard that it seemed like the whole tree was going to be shaken to the point of pulling out its roots.
Gu Yuanbai gasped for breath, Xue Yuan buried himself into the nape of Gu Yuanbai's neck like a dog and sniffed, his fingers kneading the back of His Holiness's neck, the white neck should be pinched with red marks in three or two strokes.
Figuring out what kind of mark I could make like.
Gu Yuanbai was going fucking soft, and he still wouldn't kiss his mouth.
Gu Yuanbai was a bit uncomfortable as he muffled his voice, "No more kisses."
Xue Yuan got up, his cloak was ripped off, daylight flashed, and Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes uncomfortably.
As his mind turned a few circles of thoughts, Gu Yuanbai's heart sank and coldness surfaced.
Is Xue Yuan unable to get a hard-on for him? Or did he just fuck and lose his mind?
His mind was deep in thought, with all sorts of horrible thoughts going round and round. When he opened his eyes, he realized he was overthinking it.
Where Xue Yuan had no more heart for him, the man's robe was toppled.
He raised an eyebrow and moved his head away as if nothing had happened, but the corners of his mouth quirked up quietly.
Straighten it out later. Then why don't you kiss him?
The two of them stepped through the snow in the plum blossom forest. Two adults, so romantic amidst the flying flowers and snow that they didn't even hold hands, Gu Yuanbai walked with a subtle smile on his face.
But Xue Yuan still thought he was frozen, draping the cloak behind him over Gu Yuanbai's body, hugging him and covering his hands, his heart aching fiercely, "Go back."
Gu Yuanbai looked down at the two men's hands, one white and one deep interlocked together, and thought with an expressionless face, All right, hand held.
Fuck.
He was escorted by Xue Yuan all the way back to the palace, where it was warm and the snow on his body instantly turned into water. The palace attendant prepared a spring pool for bathing, and Xue Yuan was also taken to soak in the hot water, and when he came out, His Holiness had already fallen asleep on the warm bed.
Xue Yuan tucked him in and looked at his sleeping face for a long time, his heart bulging with something that was even more satisfying than touching Gu Yuanbai. He slid his fingers over the side of his face and sighed abruptly again.
Xue Yuan wanted more and more, not only did he want the saint's heart to be pleased with him, but he also wanted the saint to be able to rely on him in other matters.
Gotta do something.
*
After the snow stopped, Gu Yuanbai found a time to go out of the palace to see the attitude of the scholars who went to the capital to catch the examination on punctuation.
He and Xue Yuan were sitting in the middle of the teahouse, and the first and second floors were filled with candidates in twos and threes. Gu Yuanbai held warm tea and listened carefully to their conversation.
Candidates did inevitably talk about punctuation, worrying more about being able to use it correctly, and whether they would lose out on the gold standard if they forgot to use it or used it incorrectly, than about their opinion of whether it was good or bad.
Gu Yuanbai listened roughly and had a plan in mind. He was about to raise his eyes to talk to Xue Yuan when he met Xue Yuan's gaze staring at him.
Fiery, young and exuberant.
Gu Yuanbai was inexplicably a bit thirsty, he pursed his water, "What are you looking at me for?"
Xue Yuan still stared at him without changing his face, "Good looking."
"......" Gu Yuanbai bowed his head.
When he was busy, he didn't feel it, but after he was idle, he was always thinking about it, thinking about being hugged and kissed by Xue Yuan, preferably the kind of kiss that could make a sound, to be slurped, to be able to make his fingers flooded with soreness and softness.
Gu Yuanbai really liked the feeling of kissing Xue Yuan.
He was like a wolf cub, itching to devour Gu Yuanbai into his belly. That kind of crazy infatuation was a sign that Gu Yuanbai was excited.
"I originally thought that they would reject the addition of punctuation marks in this year's imperial examinations, or even give up this year's examinations, but I didn't expect to see that it was okay. Wenju still has three months of kung fu, and those who are a little attentive will be able to memorize the punctuation marks in their hearts......." Gu Yuanbai raised his head again, brightly meeting Xue Yuan's gaze, raising his lips in a smile and whispering, "Am I really that good looking?"
Xue nodded farther and pointed to his eyes, "I can't move when I see you."
Gu Yuanbai grunted and laughed, gently kicking his calf at the bottom of the table, "Honey is smeared on his mouth."
Xue Yuan didn't hold back his muffled laughter and was happy, "Master Bai, come and try, it'll sweeten you up."
Gu Yuanbai was silent, and after a while, suddenly came, "Did I sweeten you?"
Xue Yuan's breath stuttered, and Den stoically said, "Sweet to death."
Gu Yuanbai lifted her eyelids to look at him for a moment, turned her head sideways, and propped up her chin.
The beautiful white porcelain-like side of his face was exposed in front of Xue Yuan.
The smile was hidden.
In the midst of the fine conversations of the scholars, Xue Yuan looked at him and suddenly wanted to laugh.
In my heart, I said, "Come on, it's enough that your heart pleases him, why do you think so much?
Busy is busy.
Isn't it enough to give me kisses and hugs when I'm done?
"Master Bai," Xue Yuan lowered his voice, his breath sounding weak, "play something?"