Unclean

Chapter 66

66 chapter

Fenglai Tower has a beautiful view, attracting literati.

I don't know which guest played the piano on a whim, and the sound came from this elegant room from afar.

The window for viewing the moon has been closed, no one is interested in enjoying the scenery, only a certain corner can vaguely hear the movement.

Someone was crying out for pain in a low voice, and it was swallowed after a short time.

It was incompatible with the sound of the piano, it was a hazy, wet and entangled kiss.

In order to prevent the guests from getting drunk, the private room in Fenglai Tower has an inner room, which is separated by a screen, and there is a couch for resting.

Suddenly, the screen in the inner room was knocked and shook, and the candlelight revealed the figure behind the screen.

It was vaguely visible that someone was pressing his back there, and only then did the screen shake.

Fortunately, at the very moment, a pale and slender hand grabbed the upper edge of the screen, stabilizing the seemingly expensive object.

Someone laughed, and lazily said: "If this screen falls down, there will be an extra sum in Han Chu's account."

"It should be credited to the account of the banquet." Another slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Why?" Yan Yunhe asked innocently.

"It was you who provoked it first." Yu Qin said, looking down at Yan Yunhe who was pressed against the screen by him.

At this moment, Yan Yunhe's temple hair was slightly disheveled, and even his neckline was opened a little.

When speaking, there was an ambiguous red mark on the trembling Adam's apple, and there was also a tooth mark on the collarbone, but the bite was extremely shallow, and it seemed that the mark would not last long.

Yan Yunhe stroked the place where he was bitten with his fingers: "Thank you Han Chu for your mercy, unlike last time, the marks of your teeth still haven't disappeared."

Yu Qin's eyes fell on the place where Yan Yunhe touched, like a belated shame finally welling up in his heart.

He didn't dare to look any more, but the smell of wine between Yan Yunhe's lips and teeth still remained on the tip of his tongue, as if reminding him of what the two of them did in this room just now.

Yan Yunhe naturally felt Yu Qin's discomfort, so he didn't try to poke it.

He and Yu Qin never made it clear what their relationship was with each other. Neither of them were women. The banquet wife said that there is no matchmaker and no employment, which is appropriate in the current situation.

Yan Yunhe didn't want to ask, and didn't dare to ask, afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear, afraid of Yu Qin coming back to his senses, seeing the unpredictable future, and pushing him away again.

He wanted to marry, but unfortunately Yu Qin couldn't.

After straightening out his clothes, Yan Yunhe sat on the couch and beckoned Yu Qin to pass.

With a good voice, he explained to Yu Qin that the banquet was not at his will, but his mother personally decided to organize it for him.

After he knew, the invitation had already been sent out, and it was too late to withdraw it.

Yu Qin sat next to him and replied, "Then will you attend?"

"Since it was organized for me, it's not good if I don't attend." Yan Yunhe said.

As soon as the words fell, he actually had the illusion that he was a heartless man, and he was using sweet words to deceive the beauty.

This is so true that even he himself doesn't believe it.

He looked at Yu Qin and couldn't help but feel uneasy: "You have to trust me, I... don't like women, don't you know that?"

Yu Qin looked at him sideways: "I remember Master Yan is most keen to compare me to a woman."

After that, he raised his hand to touch his face, and said with a half smile, "Does your lord like such a face?"

What he said made it difficult for Yan Yun to distinguish. In the final analysis, it was all the sins of ignorance in the past, and now he has to pay for it.

It was really hit by You Liang, Yu Qin would really misunderstand.

Even Yan Yunhe himself wouldn't believe it if it wasn't for the sake of sex, but after all these years, if he just looked at his face, why would he be obsessed with Yu Qin alone.

"I was wrong." Without knowing what to say, Yan Yunhe admitted his mistake first, Yan Yunhe said instinctively.

Yu Qin: "What's wrong with your lord?"

Yan Yunhe said clumsily: "Don't call me Sir, call me Huaiyang again."

The grown-up sounds unfamiliar, and he doesn't like it.

After hearing this, Yu Qin didn't answer, just looked at him quietly, seeing Yan Yunhe couldn't stand it, and said with a bitter face: "Then I won't attend, as long as you are happy, you can do anything."

In a sense, Yan Yunhe really deserves to be the son of Marquis Yong'an, and in the aspect of internal fear, it has been passed down in one continuous line.

"It's just a joke, go to Huaiyang if you want." Yu Qin said again.

Yan Yunhe couldn't tell whether the other party's words were true or not, so he pushed away the heavy square table in the couch.

With great strength, the table was easily pushed to the bottom, leaving the middle seat free for Yan Yunhe to continue to frivolously beautify the beauty.

As soon as he got close, Yu Qin subconsciously hid back. Seeing this, Yan Yunhe thought that the other party was hiding from him on purpose and was still upset.

He didn't give up as soon as he saw it, but moved closer until he pushed Yu Qin to the edge.Cai's legs were slightly apart, and he knelt on the top of the opponent's waist, holding Yu Qin's face without dodging: "Han Chu really wants me to go?"

"Didn't you say this is a banquet for you?" Yu Qin said.

Yan Yunhe looked into Yu Qin's eyes seriously: "But if you don't want to, I won't go, so you just need to tell me what you think in your heart, don't force yourself."

Yu Qin suddenly raised his arms to hug him, and straightened his waist. He raised his head and chased Yan Yunhe's lips, and at the moment of touching, he whispered: "Don't go."

The kiss this time was not as immediate as the previous ones. The crimson robe pressed against the hem of the moonlight clothes, and was turned around after a while. Why is Yan Yun not as dangerous as before? The kiss was dizzy, until he felt Yu Qin's legs touching casually underneath.

Yan Yunhe let go of the other party's lips with difficulty, breathing quickly: "What are you doing?"

Yu Qin stared at him in a daze, and said, "Didn't Huaiyang do it to me last time?"

If you don’t study well, you will learn this quickly.

Yan Yunhe's tight thighs clamped Yu Qin tightly: "There is no bumping in there, you have to be careful."

Hearing this, Yu Qin moved his pinched leg, why did Yan Yun think that the other party was about to withdraw, so he relaxed a little, but Yu Qin leaned forward again, and this time the force of kissing him became much lighter .

Yan Yunhe fell helplessly on the couch, he raised his head, his Adam's apple with hickeys slid up and down, sweat broke out from his temples not long after.

The jade belt rattled and buckled on the couch with a dull thud.

The sound of the piano in the distance changed from slow to fast, and the qin player quickly plucked the strings and chanted.

Yan Yunhe's hair was disheveled, and his dark skin was also blushing.

Unrestrained by the belt, Yu Qin stuck his hand in jerky and persistently.

In the cold night, Yan Yunhe's skin was scalded badly, the skin was firm, and the place without scars was unexpectedly smooth. Yu Qin pressed the long, light red scar left by an old injury, seemingly unintentionally touching it.

Yan Yunhe's waist tightened immediately, and he pressed Yu Qin's hand in his robe: "It's so cold, don't torment me."

Yu Qin stared at him without speaking.

Under such gaze, Yan Yunhe gradually let go of his hand, letting Yu Qin continue to explore.

Not long after, the hand was pulled out from the clothes, but a human being pressed it up.

A strand of Yu Qin's hair fell on the side of Yan Yunhe's face. He curled it around with his hand and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

Seeing this appearance, Yu Qin didn't say much, but pinched his waist and lifted him up. During the movement, the teapot on the wooden table in the couch was shaken for a while.

The fragrance was like the fragrance of a fan, Yanyun Hewen felt that the person was softened, almost indulging in everything the other party did.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was knocked, and the servant from Fenglailou came to change the tea and add new charcoal.

The servant could vaguely hear movement in the room, but he didn't hear a voice responding: "Guest officer, would you like some tea?"

There was no response, but the sound of a teacup breaking on the ground was heard.

In winter, guests are afraid of the cold, and often close the windows, and the charcoal is growing in the room, which makes them easy to faint.

So every half an hour, the boy had to come over to refill tea, this time there was no answer, he thought he passed out inside, and his voice became anxious: "Guest officer, how are you all?"

Just as he pressed his hand on the door and was about to push it open, a cold voice sounded from behind the door: "No need."

Only then did the boy feel relieved: "The guest officer, I'll come back later."

The voice said, "In half an hour."

The boy said sensiblely, "Okay."

After the boy left, Yu Qin turned around and walked around behind the screen slowly.

Yan Yunhe's arms were pressed to his eyes, and his robes were in good condition, and there seemed to be no fragrance in the air.

Yu Qin stepped forward and touched the other's cheek with his hand. Yan Yunhe sweated a lot, and his pants were wet and stuck to his skin, clearly revealing the muscle texture.

Sensing Yu Qin's movement, Yan Yunhe put down his hand, his eye circles were slightly red, and he looked at Yu Qin out of focus: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Qin came over and kissed him.

Yan Yunhe struggled hard, but he didn't dare to move anymore, he was afraid of playing with fire.

Dizzy, he tried hard to think, did Yu Qin read some picture books, why did he suddenly become like this.

Or, in fact, always have been.

Last time when he was drunk, his legs hurt and there were fingerprints. At that time, he thought that Yu Qin had pinched him. After this time, he seemed to know what Yu Qin had done to him while he was drunk.

In the almost suffocating kiss, the smell in the air became more and more intense, Yan Yunhe's hand ruffled the hair on Yu Qin's back, and finally grabbed a strand of it tightly, until the veins on the back of his hand appeared slightly, as if forced Enduring Meng Lang's kiss and controlling himself not to hurt others.

As if feeling his unconditional indulgence, Yu Qin's kiss became more intense.

Yan Yunhe was turned over, and was bullied by Yu Qin behind him.

The hair on the back of his neck was lifted, where it had already been flushed red from the heat.

Yu Qin touched the tooth marks that hadn't faded, and bit down again.

This time it was more forceful than last time, so hard that it almost bit the skin of the fragile place, oozing blood, and then swallowed it into the stomach before giving up.

There is no need for pity, only endless instinct and plunder, and the continuous overlapping of traces.

Can't get married, can't make it public, and no one will know that they have been so close.

Maybe only tonight, maybe no future.

Yan Yunhe raised his neck, grabbed Yu Qin's hair, and demanded the other's lips. He pressed Yu Qin's tight waist with his backhand, gasped in embarrassment during the kiss, and jokingly said, "If Han Chu is tired Alright, you can replace me."

Yu Qin's answer was to pinch the back of his neck and press his face against the soft mattress.