Chapter 92 Candlelight and Dark Shadows
The wind, carrying the coolness of the night, quietly passed through the streets, stirring the shadows of the branches and making a rustling sound.
After hearing what Yan Yu said, Ji Zheng and Ji Hean looked at each other, both with an incredible expression on their faces.
"So...mu...no no, Yan Xing is your brother?" Ji Hean's surprised words mixed in the sound of the wind, and his head seemed to be stuffed with a ball of paste, chaotic.
As for Mu Ya, he always knew that some things happened to him in the past, but he never thought it would be so absurd, even more absurd than what was written in the vernacular stories.
Mu Ya was very embarrassed, and stepped forward, holding Ji and An's hands, saying, "I'm sorry, I lied to you."
Ji Hean waved his hands in a daze, "It's okay."
Ji Zheng accepted it with just a moment of surprise.
"Thank you Lord Ji and Master Ji for taking care of my brother these days. I will have someone send a reward to you tomorrow. If Lord Ji needs anything in the future, I will certainly help you." Yan Yu said again.
The subtitle is that he owes Ji Zheng a favor.
The surface of the pond shimmered, reflecting the night sky and the vegetation on the shore. Occasionally, fish jumped, disrupting the tranquility.
Ji Hean's mind didn't fully come to its senses until Yan Yu and Yan Xing left. It wasn't until Ji Zheng dragged him into the room that he came to his senses.
"It feels like a dream." Ji Hean sighed, "It feels so absurd, like a story in a novel."
Ji Zheng bent his fingers and tapped Ji Hean's forehead, then smiled and said, "Don't think about it."
Ji Hean shook his head, "No, I have to go talk to Zhongzhong."
After saying that, he ran out regardless of Ji Zheng's attempts to stop him. Ji Zheng also stood up and chased after him, thinking bitterly in his heart that Ji He'an was doomed to die tonight.
When we arrived at Ji Zhongzi's residence, the room was pitch dark and it seemed that he had not returned yet.
Ji Hean was a little worried, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Zheng catching up with him, with an unhappy look on his face.
But he was a little worried about Ji Zhongzi at the moment, so he didn't notice Ji Zheng's mood at the moment.
He grabbed Ji Zheng's hand and said anxiously, "Ah Lang, Zhong Zhong hasn't come back yet, let's go find him."
After saying this, without waiting for Ji Zheng to react, he pulled the person out.
Seeing the uneasiness and worry on Ji Hean's face, Ji Zheng straightened his expression, suppressed the messy emotions in his mind, and went out with Ji Hean to look for someone.
However, just after they walked out of the door and took two steps, they saw Ji Zhongzi and Xiao Ming walking towards them. No one knew what they were talking about, but Ji Zhongzi's eyes were curved with smile.
Seeing that the person returned safely, Ji Hean felt relieved.
Ji Zhongzi, who was far away, also saw them. He raised his hand and waved at Ji He'an, turned around and said something quickly to Xiao Ming, then quickly ran towards Ji He'an and the others.
Xiao Ming also stopped and kept his eyes on Ji Zhongzi for a long time before turning around and leaving.
"Did you guys just come back too?" Ji Zhongzi came to Ji Hean's side and asked, "There are so many people here. By the way, is Mu Ya back?"
Speaking of Mu Ya, Ji Hean immediately remembered what he wanted to say to Ji Zhongzi.
He pulled Ji Zhongzi and told him everything that had just happened, unable to conceal the surprise in his tone.
Ji Zhongzi's eyes widened as he listened, and he even opened his mouth at the end, "You, you mean he's from the Duke's Mansion?"
Ji Hean nodded.
"No wonder he seems so familiar with the capital. He also has the aura of a wealthy family." Ji Zhongzi nodded and sighed, recalling Mu Ya's every move in his mind.
Ji Hean also nodded in agreement: "Before, I thought he was the son of a wealthy family who had made a mistake."
"Can we still play with him in the future?" Ji Zhongzi asked again.
The two of them have been together with Mu Ya for more than a year, living under the same roof and spending every day together, and their feelings have long since become deep.
"It should be possible." Ji Hean replied, "After all, he is not going anywhere else, he just went home, and his home is still in the capital."
"It seems to make sense." Ji Zhongzi nodded.
The two of them chattered a lot, and Ji Zheng on the side couldn't stand it anymore.
He walked forward, took Ji Hean's hand and said, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to bed."
Ji Zhongzi was more sensitive than Ji Hean and he immediately heard that there was something wrong with Ji Zheng's tone. His long experience of getting along with each other told him that Ji Zheng was jealous again.
He immediately said goodbye: "Yes, yes, it's getting late, and I'm tired after a day. Xiaoxiao, I'm going back first, you guys should get some rest early."
After saying this, without waiting for Ji and An to react, he quickly started running towards his room as if something was chasing him.
Watching Ji Zhongzi disappear in front of his eyes in a flash, Ji Hean was a little confused. Why did he suddenly run away? He wanted to ask what happened between Zhongzhong and Xiao Ming.
“It feels a little weird.”
Ji Hean tugged at Ji Zheng's hand and muttered something.
"Then, baby, do you think I'm weird?" He leaned over and whispered in Ji Hean's ear, then put his arms around the man's waist and picked him up.
Ji Hean was startled by the sudden feeling of weightlessness. He looked up and saw Ji Zheng's chin, followed by Ji Zheng's expressionless face.
As if he had sensed something, Ji Hean raised his hand and touched Ji Zheng's Adam's apple, then asked in a soft voice, "Ah Lang, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? Why?"
After three consecutive questions, Ji Zheng's anger disappeared immediately. Of course, it was also because Ji Hean was too good at acting coquettishly.
Without stopping, he lowered his head slightly to glance at the person in his arms. Seeing the concern in his lively eyes, Ji Zheng couldn't help but lower his head and kissed him, saying softly, "It's okay, I just miss my baby."
"Miss me?" Ji Hean was a little confused, "But haven't we always been together?"
He felt a soft and wet touch at his ear, the vulgar and explicit words flowed from Ji Zheng's mouth into his ear, a feeling of shame rose in his heart, and he buried his flushed cheeks in Ji Zheng's chest.
This adorable act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell made Ji Zheng laugh, and the laughter made Ji Hean snuggle into his arms again.
The flickering candlelight brought a glimmer of light to the dark room. In the reflection of the candlelight, two black shadows, one large and one small, were projected on the dim white curtains, entwining endlessly.
Next to the big bed covered by white gauze curtains, clothes were scattered all over the floor in a messy manner.
The slender arms covered with red marks would occasionally fall out of the tent, but would soon be caught back by a big hand.
There were whimpers with a crying tone, heavy breathing like that of a wild animal, and the sound of water hitting stones. These kinds of sounds were mixed together in an ambiguous way, filling the whole room with blushing and heartbeats.
The sound did not stop until the second half of the night. The wooden door of the room creaked slightly. Ji Zheng, with a satisfied look on his face, casually put on a robe and asked the servant to boil some hot water.
There was a small, bloody, round tooth mark clearly visible on the exposed clavicle.
The culprit of the tooth marks was now lying limp on the bed, like a piece of soft tofu that had been fried to the point of being overcooked.
There was a decadent blush on her fair face, her long eyelashes wet with tears blinked, her usually cool eyes were filled with lust that had not yet subsided, her lips were so red and swollen that she couldn't close them, and could only open slightly, like a ripe fruit waiting to be picked.
Seeing this tempting scene, Ji Zheng's Adam's apple moved, and he couldn't help but kiss the person's swollen lips again, and softened his voice to coax him, "Baby."
The eyelashes trembled, and the tears hanging on them flowed down the pink corners of the eyes, but were quickly wiped away gently.
"I want a hug." The hoarse, coquettish voice made the person who heard it feel soft all over. He immediately hugged the person in his arms like a baby, and kept coaxing him: "Thank you for your hard work, baby."
While coaxing her, he placed dense kisses on the eyes and forehead. This time, the kisses were free of lust, but full of heartache and comfort.
Soon, the waiter came to report that the hot water was ready next door.
He picked up one of his own clothes, wrapped the person in it, and carried him to the next room.
In the steam-filled bathtub, sparkling water droplets slid down Ji Hean's beautiful collarbone, and a large hand with distinct joints slowly stretched out from behind her slender, white waist and abdomen.
The shoulder blade covered with red marks and teeth marks trembled against Ji Zheng's strong chest, as if it was about to grow wings. It was fragile and beautiful, and in Ji Zheng's eyes, it made his eyes deep.
With his hair floating on the water and his waist and hips feeling sore, Ji Hean yawned lazily and leaned against the person behind him. A weak and breathless voice came out from his swollen red lips, "Alang, I'm tired."
After saying only three short words, he closed his eyes and stopped talking, with all the weight of his body placed on Ji Zheng.
Wash the person quickly and use a soft cloth to wipe off the water stains on the person's body.
“Ugh…it hurts…”
A pitiful cry of pain like a baby was heard, and Ji Zheng quickly stopped and coaxed in a low voice: "Baby, where does it hurt?"
"My chest hurts." There were tears in Ji He'an's eyes, and her beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled into a small circle. It seemed that she was in great pain.
With her slender fingers, she grasped Ji Zheng's palm holding the soft cloth, and softly and tenderly instructed, "Be gentle."
Rub gently, his chest hurts.
In fact, Ji Zheng had used very light force, but Ji Hean's breasts were already red and swollen from being tortured by him, so they were more sensitive at this moment.
"Okay, I'll be gentle." After coaxing the person in a low voice, Ji Zheng eased up his strength. He looked so careful and cautious that people who didn't know him would think he was wiping something fragile.
After finally wiping the person's face clean, Ji Zheng wiped it off himself and carried the person to the room.
After putting the person on the bed, Ji Zheng bent down and picked up the clothes scattered on the ground. When he picked up Ji Hean's bellyband, the scene of the lovemaking just now appeared in his mind again. He swallowed and suppressed the desire in his heart.
After putting away his clothes, Ji Zheng went to bed and hugged the person, ready to go to sleep.
"clothing."
It was just two short words, but Ji Zheng understood that Ji Hean wanted to sleep with clothes on.
"Why do you have to wear clothes?" Ji Zheng asked. He wanted to sleep naked with the person in his arms.
"Chest pain." These two pitiful words made Ji Zheng compromise immediately.
He got out of bed and went to the cupboard to get a bellyband for the man.
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