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Chapter 62 The Study Room

As soon as Liu Wenchao's body lightened, he was hugged. He was used to Li Chengyun hugging him every now and then. He wrapped his arms around Li Chengyun's neck and asked, "Where are we going?"

Li Chengyun conveniently draped a blanket over him: "Take you to the study."

Before Liu Wenchao could recall, Li Chengyun quickly walked out of the room with him in his arms.

Putting Liu Wenchao in front of the desk, Li Chengyun hugged him from behind and said, "I want to watch you write."

Liu Wenchao turned his head and said, "I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not to drink."

Li Chengyun kissed his hair on the temples: "It's always with you."

The warm breath flowed from the sideburns along the cheeks to the lips, Liu Wenchao flashed a sly look in his eyes, put his fingers on his lips, and said, "I remember that His Royal Highness has not explained to me one thing."

"Oh?" Li Chengyun grabbed his wrist, kissed his palm, then stuck out his tongue and licked it, and asked with a deep smile, "What's the matter?"

Liu Wenchao's heart trembled, he coughed and said, "You haven't said what you did in Changping before?"

"Haha..." Li Chengyun pressed his hand on his chest, turned his head to bite his earring, and only bit the earlobe red and moist, Li Chengyun said: "The princess always likes to play this trick, but since If you want to know, my husband will fulfill your wish."

"That's right, I tried to rebel in Changping for three years. The main purpose of my last return was to meet the prefects of Lizhou and Cangzhou. I have reached an agreement with them to send troops to the capital together to force my father to surrender. It's just that you helped me ascend to the crown prince later, so I don't need to rebel."

Liu Wenchao didn't have any surprises, and seemed to have guessed it a long time ago: "Aren't you afraid that the people below will report you?"

Li Chengyun gently pinched his fingertips to play with: "Aren't you the first minister? Any memorial must first pass through your eyes."

Liu Wenchao smiled faintly, turned around and kissed Li Chengyun back.Yes, a few months ago, he received the Lizhou and Cangzhou magistrates who revealed the secret of Li Chengyun's conspiracy to rebel. In the sleeves, he locked himself in the study and burned himself when he returned home.

It was rare to see Liu Wenchao being so proactive, Li Chengyun naturally grabbed the breath from his mouth more fiercely and fiercely.He turned Liu Wenchao over, faced the desk, and coaxed: "Madam, please show me your writing, I like to see you concentrating on writing carefully."

Liu Wenchao picked up the pen and paper that had been prepared on the case. How could he not know what this bad guy Li Chengyun was thinking, but he blushed when he thought of what he was going to do later, and he whispered: "Your friend this morning! It’s only been a toss, just this one time tonight, okay?”

As soon as he finished speaking, his shoulders felt cold, and a corner of the red shirt he was wearing casually was pulled down, revealing smooth and delicate texture, and then a hot kiss came up.

Li Chengyun tasted the sweetness, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Okay, if your performance satisfies me, I will agree to it as a husband."

"You do what you say."

Liu Wenchao stopped talking, picked up the pen on the case, and began to think about what to write, but before he could figure it out, Li Chengyun's dense kisses broke his train of thought.

The numb feeling ran through every corner of his body like an electric current. Liu Wenchao opened his mouth slightly, panting and said, "How can I write like this?"

Li Chengyun's hands rested on his lower back, and there were several red marks visible to the naked eye above the shoulder blades.

"How to write normally, how to write now, isn't your husband always calm and forbearing?"

The obscene pants were pulled down, and Liu Wenchao felt his desire/desire being grabbed by someone, so he snorted softly.

Li Chengyun urged: "Why don't you write it, madam?"

Liu Wenchao picked up the pen, and as soon as he wrote a horizontal line, the sinister hands under the desk began to move. Liu Wenchao frowned, took a deep breath, and continued to write.

Li Chengyun looked at him deeply, and touched a trace of sweat when he lifted his temple hair with the other hand, but looked at his expression again, but only frowned, Li Chengyun blew in his ear and said, "Yes This crown is too heavy or are you~ hot?”

Liu Wenchao shuddered, his hands trembled, and his writing became distorted. Liu Wenchao turned his head and glanced at him, feeling aggrieved and helpless, then took a deep breath to adjust the surging heat in his body, and continued writing. .

Li Chengyun lowered his head and chuckled, his hoarse and deep voice echoed in the study room, he untied his belt casually, threw it on the carpet, took out a small round jar from the shelf behind him, and pulled out Spread two fingers evenly under Liu Wenzhong's body.

Stirred by his fingers, Liu Wenzhong's breath suddenly became messy, he bit his lips tightly to prevent the sound from overflowing from his mouth, and before the last word, Liu Wenchao bit his lips to get a trace of clarity.

Li Chengyun held his waist, separated some distance from him, and said in a low voice: "Madam is so determined, husband, I can't bear it anymore, so I will go in first."

Hearing Liu Wenchao's muffled snort, the last stroke was written in a hurry. Before Liu Wenchao had time to see what it was written, Li Chengyun started to contradict him.

There are only a few dim candles in the room, Liu Wenchao's upper body is almost lying on the desk, the back of his neck and waist form a beautiful curved line, and the golden steps flicker in the candles, swaying and shining.

There are overlapping shadows of the two of them on the light-colored wall, like the shadow of wicker cast on the wall by the moonlight, swaying gently when the breeze blows.

Li Chengyun's sweat dripped on Liu Wenchao's waist, forming a puddle of sweat.

Liu Wenchao leaned over the desk and trembled, his beautiful shoulder blades looked like a butterfly with vibrating wings, and there was a circle of red marks down, which were rubbed and pinched by Li Chengyun's palms.

Seeing the sweat on the waist down to the place where the two of them are close together, and the things buried inside are about to move and start to recover, Li Chengyun still can't finish it.

Liu Wenchao was terribly frightened, and said hastily, "No, you promised, just once."

Li Chengyun laughed softly: "But madam is really beautiful today, especially when you move with me, the hairpins and steps on your head will sway with your movements, it's so beautiful."

Liu Wenchao's rosy face was even more red, even the cinnabar on his lips paled.

Li Chengyun looked at him obsessively, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek: "Ma'am, if you call your husband, I will let you go."

Liu Wenchao turned his face away, pretending to be angry and said, "You talk too much, you are a bad embryo."

"Be reasonable, ma'am," Li Chengyun forcefully said, "I don't count when I speak."

Liu Wenchao said angrily: "You never talk about this matter."

Li Chengyun wanted to laugh but was helpless: "It's my wife who attracts me so much, my husband can't help it."

Li Chengyun's fingertips brushed his back: "Call me husband, this time I promise to do what I say, just say it."

Liu Wenchao opened his mouth, but he didn't yell out a few times, and he couldn't yell out when he got to his mouth. Li Chengyun raised his eyebrows, and started to slam into it again.

Liu Wenchao trembled, and finally couldn't bear it and shouted: "Husband..." The voice was naturally like a mosquito.

Li Chengyun continued to attack, dissatisfied: "I didn't hear clearly, call again."

Liu Wen turned over angrily, opened his mouth and bit Li Chengyun's neck, using all his strength.

In an instant, Li Chengyun's neck hurt, and a few drops of blood flowed down the side of his neck to his collarbone. Li Chengyun frowned, and without saying a word, he held the back of his head with one hand, and his face was full of doting: "Mrs. Well, when you think about it, you don’t need to worry about chewing meat when you get old.”

The candlelight in the room flickered faintly, a ray of cold light flashed into Li Chengyun's eyes, looking at the flickering shadow outside the window lattice, Li Chengyun's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

When he touched the gold hairpin on Liu Wenchao's hair, he was about to throw it out, but then he seemed to think of something, and then turned back the hairpin, brushed his fingertips over his bun, took off the hairpin, turned it into an afterimage and threw it out.

The shadow outside the window lattice was still for a moment, and fell down before even making a hum. Hot blood splashed on the warm-colored window paper, dotted with stars, like a smudged ink painting.

Liu Wenchao loosened his mouth and licked his lips: "It smells so strong of blood."

Li Chengyun looked at him, and the smile returned to his eyes: "Ma'am, are you done venting your anger?"

Liu Wenchao: "Don't bark."

"Okay," Li Chengyun picked up the red coat on the carpet and put it on him: "Madam is the biggest, Madam has the final say."

Li Chengyun raised his eyes to look out the window, squinted his eyes, and said warmly to the person in his arms: "Just let my husband carry you back to the house now."

"..."

Li Chengyun quickly put on his clothes, picked up the blanket on the ground and covered Liu Wenchao's face directly, bent down to pick him up and quickly left the study.

After putting Liu Wenchao on the bed in the room, he took off the blanket covering his face. Liu Wenchao blushed and said angrily, "Li Chengyun, what are you doing covering my face? You want to suffocate me."

Li Chengyun kissed his forehead: "Don't be angry, you are wearing such a heavy crown, I will help you take it off."

Liu Wenchao glanced at him: "I'll let you try it next time, what does it feel like to wear a three-pound tiara..." Liu Wenchao shamelessly said this word.

Li Chengyun chuckled, did not answer, and took the crown for him seriously.

The drizzle fell all night, Liu Wenchao was still asleep, but Shoufu, who had always had a good schedule, failed to wake up as usual this time.

Turning his head to look at Liu Wenchao, who was sleeping on his shoulder, half of his face was hidden in the shadows. From Li Chengyun's perspective, he could only see his thick eyelashes and high nose bridge. He seemed to be sleeping very gently, and his hot and humid breathing Hitting the side of his neck was itchy and warm, making people feel affectionate.

Presumably, his domineering appearance on weekdays is his thick disguise, for outsiders to see.

Li Chengyun lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, withdrew his hand, put on his clothes and got up, Mu Yu was already waiting under the eaves.

Li Chengyun came out from the inside and waved to Mu Yu. After the two walked along the long corridor for a while, they looked at the drizzle in front of them and Li Chengyun asked, "Have you cleaned up the corpse?"