The wind noise became louder, and the drunk man on the porch burped, hugged the wine jar and began to nod. Kou Qiu's hair was also blown by the night wind. After looking at the people around him for a long time, he still sighed softly and ordered someone to get a brocade robe and cover the swallowing dragon.
The two waiters, each taking a side, reluctantly sent the drunk and unconscious number one back to the room. Kou Qiu looked at the sky and didn't plan to go back to the General's Mansion anymore, so he rested directly in the Nanfeng Pavilion. He pushed open the door to his room, and sure enough, the lock was intact and the bedding inside was intact.
Those brats yesterday were really just talking nonsense and didn't even know how to perform a complete act.
Kou Qiu sat on the bed and said to the system: "Ah Zai, we can't wait any longer." 】
Good things should never be postponed any longer.
Now that he has offended King Duan, even if he is protected by General Qiu, there is no guarantee that King Duan will not hold a grudge later and find a reason to destroy the entire Nanfeng Pavilion. Instead of doing this, it would be better to find another way out as soon as possible and leave him feeling confused.
He stared at the plain white ink curtain above for a while, still thinking about escaping from slavery. Unknowingly, he closed his eyes and made plans deep in his heart.
It was getting dark.
Kou Qiu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and concentrating, but suddenly he heard some movement downstairs, as if there was someone's voice. Then there was the creaking sound of boots on the stairs, and someone was led by another person and slowly came towards him.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
"Little daddy is already asleep," what came to my ears was the low voice of the bottle, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, "big daddy, please--"
There was a familiar scent approaching. The faint scent of incense on the clothes lingered in his nose. It was extremely refreshing, but had the unique cold smell of metal. With his eyes still closed, Kou Qiu noticed that the man sat down beside the bed and stretched out his legs.
Han Ping whispered: "Big daddy?"
Qiu Lie said lightly.
"Get out." He said calmly, without any intention of getting up from the room.
Han Ping was also discerning and quietly closed the door, leaving only the two of them in the room.
The smells of each other were smelling, and the candles were burning with crackling sounds.
After a long while, Kou Qiu felt the man's fingers slowly running through his forehead, wrapping them around his fingers several times and tightening them. Immediately afterwards, General Qiu sighed lowly and said helplessly, "Is it fun to pretend to be asleep?"
Only then did Kou Qiu open his eyes, with a smile in his eyes.
"Are you done?" he asked.
Qiu Lie did not answer immediately, but just stretched out his arms and looked at him silently with a pair of dark eyes. Kou Qiu understood what he meant, and immediately leaned his head obediently, half-leaning on his solid chest, with his thick black hair touching the man's clean, curved chin.
After a long time, General Qiu said briefly: "His Majesty came to see me today."
Kou Qiu sat up a little straighter, leaned out half of his body from the quilt, and looked at him.
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Those Years of Falling in Love with Mosaic [Quick Travel]
Fanfiction【 BL, MTL, * No Editing 】 A veteran cadre with no other hobbies, he devotes his life to educating scumbags and spreading the flames of socialism throughout the world. Until one day, slag gong watched helplessly as his old love as an educator and h...