My lord, wake up

Chapter 32

Chen Zimu has never done such a thing as actively seducing a man, not to mention this life, even in a few more lives.

Fortunately, the other party was Wei Yan, the man who took him to heart and could give the most honest physical response with just one address.

Walking to the bed, he took off his clothes one by one, leaving only a pair of white panties in the end. After thinking about it, he finally took off so badly that there was nothing left, but wrapped himself in those panties. Inside the cotton quilt.

Not long after, he reached out and took out the two small boxes of ointment from the bedside table, and stuffed them under the pillow on his side.

After preparing all these, all that is left is to wait...

In fact, Wei Yan came back very quickly, because he never knew when the enemy would attack, so after getting used to the life in the military camp, he did everything as quickly as possible.

But this short half a stick of incense time was extremely long and tormented by Chen Zimu. After finally waiting for the man to return, he couldn't care less about being nervous, and pressed his slightly dry lips: "A Yan this morning How about some rest?"

Wei Yan only thought that he was sleepy, and if he lit the oil lamp, it would affect him to some extent, so he nodded in response, walked to the bedside with the lamp, and soon lay down on the bed.

Wei Yan supported the edge of the bed with one hand, and stuck out the other hand, trying to turn off the light, but before he could touch the light, he felt the body coming up from behind.

The faint smell of soap locust penetrated into the nostrils, and Wei Yan froze. After a long time, he slowly turned around, looked at the barely naked body under the quilt, and said in surprise: "Zi Mu, you... do what?"

Chen Zimu leaned forward again, rubbing half of his body into the man's arms, and his slightly cool palms also nimbly slipped into the man's obscene clothes.

The usually cold tone seemed to be tinged with a different charm: "Ayan, please give me a hug."

Wei Yan is a normal man, and he is a man who has stayed in the military camp for many years. He has never done that since he was sensible, and he even seldom blasphemes himself. Gives the most realistic response.

But at this moment, reason still prevailed for him. He hugged Chen Zimu, ignoring the part where the two of them met through their underwear, and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Zimu, I don't want to wrong you. Hurry up for this moment, wait until the war subsides and prepare relevant items, it won’t be too late.”

Chen Zimu shook his head and said nothing. After a while, Wei Yan felt that his palm was stuffed into a cold flat box: "This is..."

"Related items, Ayan... come on, don't embarrass me too much."

That's right, if he did all of this, the man would remain indifferent, and he would no longer know how to continue even though he was inexperienced.

Hearing this, Wei Yan felt a familiar throbbing pain in his heart, and he couldn't say any more words of rejection, so he leaned forward and kissed her.

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Afterwards, Wei Yan didn't move for a long time, just leaning on top of Chen Zimu quietly enjoying the aftertaste, and after a while, he stepped out of the bed to fetch water to clean up the stickiness on both of them.

Chen Zimu was really tired and sleepy, and he didn't hold back, letting the other party wipe his body with a silk handkerchief over and over again.

After the cleaning was almost done, Wei Yan did not rest on the bed again, but began to put on a robe on his body, Chen Zimu opened his eyes when he heard the movement, he was stunned, he pulled the corner of his clothes and asked, "Where is Ah Yan going? "

"Your area is swollen. I'll go to the doctor's account and ask if there is any ointment to reduce the swelling. If you are tired, go to bed first. I will come back later and apply the medicine for you."

"No need to go." Chen Zimu looked very calm, and quickly took out another jar of medicine from under the pillow, "When I asked Doctor Zhang for the ointment, he gave it to me as well."

Wei Yan coughed dryly, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Physician Zhang is indeed...well-informed."

Although he was already prepared, Wei Yan frowned fiercely when he lifted a corner of the cotton fur and saw the abnormally red, swollen, even bloodshot place. Sending it inside, he said, "Is it very painful?"

Chen Zimu didn't speak, so Wei Yan moved more gently, and even lowered his head to kiss his bent knee, and said softly, "It will be fine soon."

I don't know if those words are comforting the other party or comforting myself.

Looking at Wei Yan like this, the guilt in Chen Zimu's heart surged out like a tide, and finally he couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, his nose was sour, and he shed tears silently.

He knew that with Wei Yan's temperament, if the two of them had already done this, the other party would definitely be responsible to him to the end, even if it was difficult to accept his true identity for a while, he would still think about what happened that night, not Leave him easily.

I think that since he was born, in the more than twenty years, he has planned many things, big and small, and framed many people, but there has never been a time like this moment when he felt that he was extremely despicable.

How cold and hard-hearted does one have to be, to even plot against one's beloved like this.

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