Yan Chi was carried back to the room by Fang Jun.
The candles in the room were about to burn out, and the wax oil piled up into hills at the bottom of the pan. The candles were much dimmer than when Fang Jun first arrived, adding some ripples to the relationship between the two.
The entanglement and anxiety of the previous days seemed to vanish with the kiss in the pavilion, Fang Jun lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Yan Chi went out for a while and was frozen, even his palms were cold.
Song Jinshu didn't know where he was leading Muru to play, and he was nowhere to be seen for a long time. Fang Jun was worried that Yan Chi would catch a cold and contract the cold, so he asked someone to bring hot water in.
"It's humid at night, so you went out and got cold, let the maids bring some hot water in." Fang Jun tied his hair into a ball for him and pinned it behind his head, revealing the back of his slender, fair neck.
The back of the neck is not often windy, and the moment the hair was pulled up, Yan Chi shrank his neck and his ears turned red.
The maids moved very quickly. After a quarter of an hour, they came in with a bathtub and boiled hot water. They prepared bath towels and robes for Yan Chi without looking away. The fire burned more vigorously.
When Yan Chi had a miscarriage, the fetus was more than five months old, and it was obvious that the child was growing fast. He was already weak, and he injured his leg after a lot of tossing. Although walking on the ground was not a problem, he was not as comfortable as before.
Therefore, after Yan Chi returned to Yan's mansion, someone had to guard him every time he took a bath.
Now, Fang Junren is here, no maid dares to stay in the room, leaving a screen and hurriedly retire.
"Just now I saw that the eldest son's ears were blushing," the maid walked out with the empty basin and said to the sisters beside her, "Governor Fang is so kind to the eldest son, it's much better than that old son Shen, I don't know. ."
"That's right, the day our eldest son just came back, half of the maids in the house were so distressed that they cried."
Yan Chi was very popular in Yan's house, and he also took good care of the maids on weekdays, and all the maids in the house treated him well. Respect and love.
The night wind blew away the chatter of the maids, and the shadow of Jun standing above the window paper was blown away, as if he lowered his head and kissed the top of Yan Chi's hair.
The water in the tub was very hot, and the dense heat slowly rose and hovered above. Yan Chi slowly unbuttoned his belt and took off his clothes. He bit his lip nervously. This was the first time he took off his clothes in front of Fang Jun, even though there was a screen behind him.
As everyone knows, Fang Jun behind the screen looks hot.
The screen can only block Yan Chi's face, but it can't block his movements and his figure.
When he bent down and took off his trousers, his shoulder blades bulged outward, like a hazy mountain in the distance. When he straightened his waist again, the mountains disappeared, undulating downwards, his straight legs were like vertical waterfalls, and every joint could be clearly seen.
The sound of water gradually came out from behind the screen, and the water vapor stained the surface of the screen. Everything behind it was not clear, but it added a bit of provocative style.
Fang Jun stared at Yan Chi's every move behind the screen with a pair of eagle eyes. His original intention was to watch Yan Chi not to let him fall, but now every movement of Yan Chi is pulling his nerves and pulling his desire. He had to turn his back, but after his eyes were gone, the sound of water flowing in his ears became clearer.
He could even guess Yan Chi's movements from the sound of the water, like a kitten's paw scratching on the tip of his heart.
"...Fang...Fang Jun?" The top of
his heart was scratched heavily, Fang Jun quickly turned his head, and saw Yan Chi half-clad in a robe, bending over and holding the wall of the tub with one hand and the other hand was about to fall The hem of his clothes was tucked in his arms, and the roots of his fair thighs flashed past.
Fang Jun was unable to speak for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled around violently, and his eyes were as deep as water.
"Can you carry me out?"
Yan Chi was a little embarrassed to say this. He sat in the tub for a long time, and when he stood up, his legs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his legs out of the tub.
Yan Chi didn't know how tempting it was for him to say those words like that. Fang Jun's hand was clenched into a fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, leaving a row of light-colored crescent marks.
He was indeed a little unsteady, and the heat made his eyes turn red, as if he had secretly cried with Fang Jun behind his back.
Fang Jun approached him step by step. He really wanted to make Yan Chi cry, but his actions were very gentle.
Yan Chi's weight was much lighter than a few days ago, and he hugged him horizontally without much effort. The sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored pancreas lingers, and when Fang Jun bowed his head, the sweet smell came to his face.
Yan Chi let go, and the hem of the clothes behind him fell lightly, blocking the scenery behind him.
The temperature in the room has risen a lot, and even if you don't wear a robe and a lingerie, you won't feel cold. Yan Chi was put on the bed by Fang Jun, and the hairpin at the back of his head was accidentally knocked off. Hair scattered in an instant.
It was obviously not the first time that they had hugged each other, but the two were more shy than the other.
Yan Chi clenched the quilt under him tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, he didn't even have the courage to look at Fang Jun, his butterfly-like eyelashes kept fluttering, and the place Fang Jun touched was like a fire. ignition temperature.
"I, I took the water out and poured it out." Fang Jun resisted the urge to reach out and squeeze Yan Chi's earlobe, and turned around neatly.
All these things are done by servants, but Yan Chi is not at ease now, what Fang Jun says is what he is.
He was the only one left in the room, and the cold wind was blowing. Yan Chi rolled over and wrapped himself in a quilt, so that the temperature belonging to Fang Jun could remain on his body for a longer time.
He covered his face in his hands and took a deep breath, the pores on his body opened, and his round toes curled up under the quilt.
Soon the door was opened again, Yan Chi lay with his back to the door and did not move. He wanted to see what Fang Jun was going to do next, but he heard Muru's voice.
"Brother Yan is asleep?" She lowered her voice and asked the people around her.
The place where Yan Chi slept was in the inner room, and only the figure of Yan Chi could be seen lying on the bed through the window. Muru, a girl who has not left the cabinet, is embarrassed to step into the room without the company and permission of Yan Chi's family.
Fang Jun held the food in his hand and replied to her in a low voice, sounding very gentle in the night, "I'll go in and have a look, don't make too much noise outside."
Yan Chi's whole heart sank, he was too I was so overwhelmed that I forgot about Muru who came with Yan Chi tonight.
So when Fang Jun opened the door and went in, Yan Chi, who was about to get up, stopped all movements and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep. He could feel Fang Jun bending over to tuck the quilt for him, and the hot and humid breath sprayed on the side of his face. Fang Jun reached out and touched his forehead with the back of his hand. After confirming that the temperature was not abnormal, he carefully backed out.
"Let's go, I'll take you back to the palace."
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