Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

Chapter 65

There was a wind blowing the national teacher's robe on Jing Chen's body, and his robe fluttered like a white crane about to fly, his eyes looked at Qingyuan tenderly, and his voice was also soft, like snow falling on the eaves, rustling The ground fell on Qingyuan, causing some ripples.

Qingyuan slowly curled up between his fingers, he tilted his head and looked out the window, under the night, the shadows of the trees were dancing, he heard his own voice, "I'm sorry for him already, I can't make him sad anymore."

Jing Chen's voice lowered, and he slowly stroked the silver lines on his robe with his fingers, "But... I will be very sad too."

The person in front of him raised his head slightly, his eyes looked like the moonlight in the sky, but when he looked closely, it didn't look like the moon, it was just a glint of water, Qingyuan paused his fingers, he turned his head almost in embarrassment, and said something If I don't know, "Your sadness, don't care about my business."

Jingchen walked slowly in front of Qingyuan, looked straight into those beautiful eyes, "Since you are so afraid of making him feel uncomfortable, why don't we let him know?" He seemed to want to hug Qingyuan, with his arms raised in front of him. Halfway stopped suddenly again, lowered his voice and said, "Qingyuan, we can do it secretly, you usually come and see me."

Qingyuan said, "No."

He seemed to be tired of this situation, he avoided Jingchen all of a sudden, and walked out in a hurry, but was hugged by Jingchen from behind, and there was a warm temperature on his back, which came through several layers of clothing. It's still shockingly hot.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the arm around his waist, but there was a delicate touch on his cheek, and then someone touched his cheek gently with his lips, softly, like a kitten licking .

Qingyuan's pupils constricted suddenly, and immediately pushed them away with some strength, turned his head with a frown, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Jingchen touched his lips, his eyes lingered on the place where he just kissed, and then smiled, with satisfaction in his eyes, "I kissed you too."

He thought about what happened to Huo Yanyu today, and looked at Qingyuan expectantly, "Can you... kiss me too? Just like kissing him."

Following Huo Yanyu's example, he dragged out his voice, "Qingyuan, I want to kiss~" The tone of his voice hinted wildly, and he even pouted slightly, impatient to try it.

Qingyuan: ...

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Jingchen, you are enough!"

Jingchen said unwillingly, "That's what he said, you went to kiss him, why can't you kiss me?" He reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, and whispered, "I'm the same as him."

Qingyuan was choked by him, and it was the first time he knew what it means to be speechless. He wanted to say that Huo Yanyu was a nobleman, but it might still be a useless effort, so he shut his mouth tightly and said a word Not to mention.

Jingchen was not angry, and there was hope in his eyes, "I said you can love many people, such as me." He pointed to himself and then opened his arms, with a coaxing tone in his tone, "Come on, kiss me and hug me again, and you will know that you love me."

He took it for granted, like saying 'the sun must rise in the east and set in the west', and he was sure that Qingyuan loved him.

Qingyuan glanced at him, but he didn't move, it seemed that he wasn't going to hug him anymore.

Jingchen lowered his arms slowly, with a look of regret on his face.

Qingyuan said coldly, "National Teacher, take a good rest." After saying that, he left the house and closed the door when he left.

After he left, Jing Chen stretched out his hand to pick the tortoise shell, stroked the lines on it little by little with his fingertips, and said to himself, "I told you that you can love many people, why don't you believe it?"

It is really worrying.

Alas, it's just a headache.

Qingyuan came out from Jingchen, took a deep breath silently, it was a bad time tonight, he shouldn't have come out to see He Louming.

He sighed softly, and was about to go back secretly, but saw the door in front of him being pushed open again, Gu Jingguang stood breezy at the door, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty."

Qingyuan:!

Don't you sleep all night? !Why stand at the door? !Is this blocking people? !

He calmly said, "Gu Jing, if you rest early, I won't go in."

He always felt terrified when he went in, maybe he was numb by being kissed.

Gu Jing's smile was still warm, "Your Majesty, it's better not to go back now."

Qingyuan looked at him suspiciously, then saw Gu Jing pointing to his lips, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's a little swollen here."

Qingyuan: ...

Was it swollen by He Louming's kiss just now? ! I can't complain. It hurts.

Gu Jing caught his expression in his eyes, and stepped aside to get out of the way, "Your Majesty, go in and have a seat." He looked at the books on the table in the hall and said, "Your Majesty hasn't seen me for a long time, and I don't know when the next time will be. "

He seldom said these words. He stayed in Yiyuan Hall in his free time all these years, and he also knew that Huo Yanyu didn't like him, so he only came out at banquets like today, basically he didn't ask for anything from Qingyuan.

Qingyuan looked at his thin face and walked in slowly.

There was warm soup on the red sandalwood round table in the hall. Gu Jing scooped up a bowl and handed it to Qingyuan, "This is the soup I asked someone to make. Please drink some, Your Majesty."

The color of the soup in the blue and white dragon pattern bowl was a bit like brown sugar water, and it smelled like medicine. Qingyuan took a sip, "What is this?" It's not bad, but it smells like medicine.

Gu Jingdao, "It's a soup for sobering up and nourishing the stomach. Some medicinal materials are added in it. Your Majesty should bear with it."

In fact, there is no need to bear it, it is not hard to swallow, and he is not a child.

Thinking about it, Qingyuan drank all the contents of the bowl, his lips were stained with water, and even the redness that had not disappeared just now seemed softer, there was a hint of deep meaning in Gu Jing's eyes, and he immediately moved closer, the white silk handkerchief He took it in his hand and touched it gently on his lips.

Qingyuan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a silky touch came from his lips. He was like a stone statue, staring blankly at Gu Jing wiping the corners of his lips little by little. His expression was focused and serious. When he came over, Qingyuan could see his thick eyelashes, and the tip of his nose exuded Gu Jing's breath, which was dense and pervasive.

Through the veil, you can still feel the soft and elastic touch under your fingertips. Gu Jing pressed it inch by inch, and the thin silk kerchief was stained with water, the color deepened a little, and it was wrinkled. Like crushed petals.

Gu Jing squeezed the handkerchief into his hand, looked down at that handsome face, elegant and gentle, like a piece of jade warmed by tentacles under the warm candlelight, even the lips with the darkened color were even more delicious stand up.

Soft, warm and kissed lips...

There seemed to be fire in his eyes, he turned his head slightly, and immediately lowered his head to put Qingyuan's lips into his mouth.

He sucked/sucked it, and then traced it with the tip of his tongue, gently and softly like the spring rain and dew, but he traced it inch by inch, as if he wanted to wash away something.

Qingyuan was like a lamb being roasted on a scorching fire. He was at a loss for a moment, and then pushed the person away. Seeing that Gu Jing was pushed staggered by him, he subconsciously tried to help him, but stopped abruptly. , just looked at in embarrassment.

What happened to each of these big nights? !

Gu Jing lowered his eyes and slowly wiped his lower lip, then raised his eyes to look at the flustered person, and said softly, "Your Majesty can let others kiss, why can't I, the king?"

He looked at Qingyuan quietly with a gentle face, and his tone of voice was soft, but it made people feel the penetrating coolness, like a cold beauty snake, who might swallow people into his belly at any moment.

Gu Jingdao, "You put me in Yiyuan Hall for two years. During this period, I didn't have any physical contact. I never blamed you at all." Slowly rising in the air and dissipating for a moment, the voice was as clear as fog, "Because I know you like Huo Yanyu, so I respect you."

"But Qingyuan—" He looked at the figure quietly, "You can let others kiss you late at night, why can't I?"

Qingyuan didn't dare to look at him. He felt extremely guilty towards Gu Jing. If Huo Yanyu had asked this question today, he might be able to justify one or two things, but Gu Jingwen felt even more sorry for him.

He said with difficulty, "Gu Jing, I'm sorry."

Gu Jing smiled suddenly, as if the bookish atmosphere on his body had faded away, revealing a somewhat wanton inside, "I have heard what you said countless times in the past two years," he said quietly, his tone was soft but as if Throwing a stone into the water stirred up countless waves, "Qingyuan, that's not what I want."

His eyes are too straightforward, like a thin layer of paper covering a bonfire, which is still lightly covering it now, but it will be swallowed by the fireworks almost instantly, and it will be exposed brightly.

Qingyuan understood his meaning almost instantly, he slightly avoided his gaze, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Gu Jing, I'm sorry."

Qingyuan took a deep breath, and walked out of the room with some menacing eyes on his back. His steps were steady, but he could see the sign of running away.

Gu Jing watched him disappear, then slowly turned the wick, his face was reflected in the trembling candlelight, then glanced at it, and blew it out expressionlessly.

Huo Yanyu.

Gu Jing didn't know what he thought of, and raised his lips in the darkness.

When Qingyuan returned to the inner room of the palace, Huo Yanyu was still soundly asleep, his face was a little red, his eyelashes quietly covered his eyelids, and he was in a deep sleep.

Qingyuan looked at it, then lowered his head and gently rubbed his cheek, his eyes were a little far away.

The author has something to say: there will be another update, but it will be very late, don't wait, watch it tomorrow.

Let's go to bed early.