Zhao Gao nonchalantly pushed away someone who was leaning on him, pointed casually at a jar of wine on a shelf not far away and said jokingly: "Okay, your Majesty, I will agree to it after you finish the jar of wine. Wenwang is worthy of your collection”
While he was speaking, he had already stood up, brushed the folds on his clothes, then looked down at someone staring at him with wide eyes and said: "It's getting late, the king should go back."
"Okay." Zhao Zheng replied readily.
His straightforward agreement to return to the palace was completely beyond Zhao Gao's expectations. Zhao Gao was originally a little surprised as to why this child was so easy to talk to today, but his thoughts were interrupted by the words of the servant outside: "Hot water has been prepared for sir."
Zhao Gao said through the doorway, "Thank you for your hard work," and then turned to Zhao Zheng and said, "Then please go slowly, I won't see you off."
Zhao Zheng patted his sleeves and stood up without saying anything. He just said calmly: "Go."
After Zhao Gao took a comfortable bath and put on a light and loose robe and came out, he vaguely saw that the lights were still on in the study on the other side of the passage, so he walked over and took a look, but who knew that the light in the study room on the other side of the passage was still on? What he saw was shocking.
Zhao Zheng was seen sitting on the ground very casually with his back on the soft couch. He placed his arm on the soft couch with one hand and lazily held the wine jar with the other hand. He looked up at him with a confused look and saw him swaying. Akira obviously didn't have much consciousness left.
The beige wine jar stood out against his black clothes. The red cloth covering the wine lid fell at his feet, but the lid had rolled to nowhere.
Zhao Gao twitched the corner of his mouth and walked over to snatch the wine jar from his arms. Unfortunately, the jar was already empty. Nearly a liter of strong liquor was consumed in one go, and even a thousand glasses of it would still make me drunk. Realizing this, Zhao Gao put the wine jar aside carelessly, and then wanted to squat down and check Zhao Zheng's situation carefully.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to squat down, his center of gravity shifted, and he was caught off guard by Zhao Zheng, who instantly grabbed his waist with force, causing him to fall heavily onto the soft couch with a loud muffled sound.
In this fall, except for the hand locked at the waist that barely provided a cushion on Zhao Gao's waist, there was almost no protection at all.
What was even worse was that the hand on his waist not only failed to protect him at all, but instead forced his head to tilt downward, causing him to fall dizzy. Then he felt a weight on his body and a tightening on his waist. Zhao Zheng pressed him tightly under him in an extremely ambiguous posture.
After finally recovering from the dizziness, Zhao Gao realized that he was completely unable to move. Zhao Zheng's palm was close to the side of his face, and it was frighteningly hot. The heavy breath with the strong smell of alcohol and heat kept coming at him, teasing his extremely sensitive nerves at this time.
Zhao Zheng was born handsome, but he always liked to put on a mature and dignified appearance when facing the ministers. It was easy for people to overlook this. Now the goshawk and cheetah have put away their sharp claws and are embracing the vast rivers. The demeanor has completely faded, revealing such a blur In his demeanor, all those good things came out.
He has a good face and a good air, a heroic brow, a romantic look in his eyes, and a strong body, making him look like a green pine in the wind.
Just looking at it, a wave of heat surged into his lower abdomen, instantly making Zhao Gao's mouth go dry and he moved uncontrollably. But he didn't expect that his movement touched the sensitive parts of Zhao Zheng's body, causing Zhao Zheng's gaze to become even more intense. He felt his eyes darken, and Zhao Zheng kissed her domineeringly.
Reason told Zhao Gao that he should push him away, but unfortunately his tongue came in and entangled Zhao Gao. Zhao Gao could no longer exert any strength to push him away. He even fell into defeat and was completely moved by his teasing. If Qing hadn't still retained a little bit of consciousness, she would have climbed up to his neck involuntarily, responded and deepened the kiss.
Zhao Zheng was drunk and excited, and worked tirelessly. After pulling Zhao Gao several times, he was still not satisfied with the entanglement between his lips and teeth. He intensified his efforts and reached down, untied the ties on his clothes, and started to tear them apart from his neck. Kissed down. At the same time, his hands were not idle. His surprisingly hot hands penetrated Zhao Gao's clothes with a very aggressive meaning, touched Zhao Gao's strong chest, and slowly moved down. Fortunately, he was discovered and caught in time, and he did not reach it. Out of control.
However, these were not what shocked Zhao Gao the most. What shocked him the most was that when Zhao Zheng kissed his neck and licked his Adam's apple, he suddenly stopped and looked at him deeply and affectionately with his drunken phoenix eyes. And with a low and hoarse voice and a lingering call, he gently called out two words - Xiao Gao again and again.
Zhao Gao's heart trembled every time he was called by Zhao Zheng, and the sexy voice floated into his ears one after another, barely giving him a chance to breathe.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he looked at Zhao Zheng with a solemn face and smiled silently: It turns out... you actually have such thoughts about me.
Although most of Zhao Zheng's consciousness was swallowed up by alcohol at this time, at this moment, what he looked at in his eyes and whispered in his mouth was his name.
If he hadn't hid it too deeply and endured too much pain in the past, even if alcohol was at work at this moment, he would never show up like this.
Now that he thought about it carefully, in fact, Zhao Zheng's thoughts were not completely traceable, but he had always regarded them as mutual jokes and wasted them.
Until today, he didn't know what it was to do something that was his own fault. It was indeed him who said just now: Your Majesty, drink from that altar and I will promise you. I just didn’t expect that Zhao Zheng would do it without hesitation. Now that he was being pressured to do whatever he wanted, he was really doing it himself, and he really couldn't blame anyone.
Zhao Zheng could no longer tell what Zhao Gao said, and just stared at him in confusion.
Seeing his sexy yet childish look, Zhao Gao unconsciously showed a faint smile, like the sunshine in spring. It was not only warm, but also dazzled Zhao Zheng's eyes, making him His breathing suddenly became a little heavier.
He opened his lips lightly, pressed Zhao Gao and kissed him again. At the same time, there was always a fire burning in his lower abdomen that never went out. He was eager to get more comfort, but no matter how burning his heart was at this moment, there was no response at the critical point.
He propped himself up slightly and separated himself a short distance from Zhao Gao. He looked at his own place blankly, then raised his head and looked down at Zhao Gao who was pressed under him, with a look of annoyance on his face.
Zhao Gao noticed something strange in his expression, and followed his gaze and glanced at that area. Although he was separated by clothes, and the one on top of him was sagging, so there was really nothing wrong with it, Zhao Gao vaguely remembered that the two of them were close to each other just now, and there seemed to be no movement in his area, but his own had been disturbed by him for a long time. When he got a reaction, the corners of his mouth twitched.
As both men, Zhao Gao immediately understood what was going on.
But when such a ridiculous reason was disturbed, Zhao Gao's mind suddenly became clear, and his brows were frowned together unconsciously. Taking advantage of the fact that the culprit who was suppressing him was in a confused mood at this time, Zhao Gao had no defense. He used some skill to push him away mercilessly and explained in a cold voice: "You drank too much."
After being pushed away by Zhao Gao, Zhao Zheng stared at him blankly with phoenix eyes, his face full of confusion, and even a bit pitiful. This was a sharp contrast to his usual appearance, which made Zhao Gao feel as if his worst evil had made him look down on him.
After that, Zhao Zheng struggled a few times, trying to pull Zhao Gao to try, but unfortunately Zhao Gao pulled him away without hesitation every time, until he finally lost his strength and finally closed his eyes under the erosion of alcohol, falling into a complete sleep. passed.
Zhao Zheng himself felt nothing when he fell asleep, but the remaining energy in Zhao Gao's body had not dissipated, which was really uncomfortable.
He forced himself to compose himself, put on the clothes that Zhao Zheng had pulled open, turned around and went out to ask for a bowl of hangover soup. When he came back, he saw that Zhao Zheng was sleeping deeply, so he took advantage of Zhao Zheng to eat some while he was unaware. With the thought of mouth tofu, I easily drank this hangover soup from mouth to mouth.
Then, Zhao Gao dipped the handkerchief on the shelf into the water in the copper basin not far away, wiped Zhao Zheng's face, then reluctantly straightened his messy clothes, and said to him in his heart: " I’ll serve you now.” Then he took out the study and threw it into the hands of a few warriors, asking them to take him back so as not to delay tomorrow’s court meeting.
After being thrown into the carriage and sent back to the palace, Zhao Gao finally had time to resolve his troublesome personal issues. After the irritating energy wore off, I took a shower and changed clothes. It was already midnight when I actually fell asleep.
When Zhao Zheng woke up the next day, he felt that he was very groggy. He barely pushed himself up and looked around, and found that he was lying in his dormitory.
Although he was very drunk about what happened last night, he still had some memories. He drank all the wine. He originally thought that if he resisted, he might be able to take advantage of the wine, but he didn't expect that the stamina was too strong and his consciousness was completely blurred. He couldn't remember whether Zhao Gao took advantage in the end.
As for Zhao Gao, although he had a hard time last night, he felt refreshed early in the morning. Seeing that the ink on Zhao Zhengmo's "Speaking of Difficulties" was completely dry yesterday, he wanted to roll it up. When he was rolling it, he accidentally discovered There are only a few words in the remaining part, so I simply picked it up and planned to finish it after reading it. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly when he saw it.
To him, their identities were there, so what if they all had these thoughts? Qin Guodong is about to appear, and there must be no room for error. Moreover, the beauty of Mi Zi has declined, and the love of Wei Jun has weakened. Since ancient times, monarchs and ministers have longed for each other. How many of them have died a good death?
Therefore, there are some things that Zhao Gao did not dare to take seriously before, but now he still cannot take them seriously.
However, Zhao Gao was not cold-hearted in thinking like this. He knew Zhao Zheng's thoughts last night. Although he did not express it, he was very happy for a time and even found it difficult to control himself. Unfortunately, in addition to personal feelings, they also had responsibilities to face. , which finally forced him to calm down.
Zhao Gao sighed again and walked out of the study in despair, leaving the bamboo slip lying quietly on the desk. If someone unfolds it, one can see the letter: In the past, Mi Zixia was favored by Lord Wei... I went to the orchard with you and ate peaches that were sweet, but I couldn't eat them all, so I ate half of them for you. The king said: "You love me! I forgot my taste and ate my food." [1]
