345, Reunion
345, Reunion
"grown ups……"
The guard outside the door bowed and called out when he saw the person coming.
Lu Mingfei waved his hand and asked people to leave first.
Zhao Lang, who was in the room, had already heard the footsteps and voices outside, but he did not get up. He still sat there playing chess with himself.
So when Lu Mingfei entered the room, he saw a beautiful woman in a black robe sitting on the couch. One of her elbows was leaning on the low table, supporting her chin, and the other hand was holding a white piece, which was placed on the chessboard.
Seeing that Zhao Lang ignored him when he heard him come in, Lu Mingfei knew that this man was angry with him.
He was probably angry that he didn't come to see him as soon as he arrived in Li County, and he was lingering outside for so long and didn't come back.
Knowing Zhao Lang's character, Lu Mingfei didn't get angry about it. He walked up to the prince, bent down, got closer, and looked into his eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
"Can you please forgive me?"
Whatever anger Zhao Lang had in his heart disappeared with Lord Lu's sincere apology.
Seeing Lord Lu's face full of smiles, his eyes full of him, Zhao Lang lost all his anger. He put down the chess piece in his hand, reached out to grab Lord Lu's wrist, and deliberately said: "If you want me to forgive you, you must..."
"Bang!"
Before he could utter his request, soft lips touched his face.
In front of him was the magnified face of Lord Lu, and then he heard Lord Lu ask him, "Is it okay?"
"Isn't it still possible?"
Lord Lu smiled and tilted his head.
"Baba——" Another kiss.
This time, Zhao Lang could no longer hold back the expression on his face and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"This is the only way!" He stretched out his big hands, one hand clasped Lord Lu's neck from behind, pulled Lord Lu into his arms and sat him down, then lowered his head and kissed Lord Lu's lips.
The two people hadn't seen each other for a long time, and this kiss was like a drop of oil falling into a spark, instantly igniting a higher flame.
This is the one he loves...
This was the lover he had been desperately looking for and wanted to see while he was in a coma...
Zhao Lang hugged his young man tightly, eager to find more sweetness, wanting to use this method to confirm that his young man was right in front of him, in his arms.
By the time Lu Mingfei reacted, his belt had been untied by someone, and he was lying in the prince's arms with his clothes open.
He grabbed Zhao Lang's hand that was inserted into his clothes, and shouted with a red face: "Wait a minute! I'm going to take a shower first..."
Zhao Lang burst out laughing and asked Lord Lu, who was still sober at this time, "It's already this late, and you still remember to take a shower?"
"You don't mind that I stink?" Lu Mingfei was surprised to find that their young master's mysophobia didn't seem to be so serious anymore?
If it were in the past, when he came back from outside, this man would have asked him to take a shower before going to bed, let alone do anything intimate with him.
Could it be that the rough life in the army cured their young master's mysophobia? Lu Mingfei raised his hand to touch the young master's handsome face. Even after seeing this face for so many years, it still had an inexplicable attraction to him.
Mm, it looks really good...
"You don't stink..." Zhao Lang lowered his head and sniffed Lord Lu's neck. It was a familiar and nostalgic smell. He couldn't help but lean forward and take a small peck.
"Haha, it's so itchy..." Lu Mingfei used his hand to push the man's chin to prevent him from rubbing against his neck.
When Zhao Lang came to kiss him again, he responded to him and asked, "Why don't you go take a shower first?"
“…Let’s go together?”
The word "good" was on the tip of his tongue, but Zhao Lang remembered the injuries on his body. If he took off his clothes, Lord Lu would find out. "Go wash up, I'll wait for you here."
"Hmm? Are you hiding something from me?" Lu Mingfei, who knew Zhao Lang well, discovered a clue from Zhao Lang's words.
Facing Lord Lu's suspicious eyes, Zhao Lang denied it firmly, "No."
"Of course! Are you hurt?" The last sentence is an affirmative sentence.
"..." The expression on Zhao Lang's face almost couldn't be held tight. It seemed that their Lord Lu's half-year stay in the Ministry of Justice was not in vain. His eyes were sharper than before and he saw through his concealment at a glance.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. Take off your clothes and let me see!" Without waiting for Zhao Lang to do it himself, Lu Mingfei untied Zhao Lang's belt himself.
"Master Lu, the door is still open!"
"No matter what we are going to do, we have to close the door first, right?" Zhao Lang grabbed Lord Lu's hand that was about to untie his belt, turned his head to look at the still open door, and there were countless guards and secret guards surrounding it.
However, he was not worried about the guards and secret guards outside peeping, he simply didn't want Lord Lu to take off his clothes.
"Do you think that if we close the door, they won't know what we're doing in the house?" Lu Mingfei took Zhao Lang's hand away, untied the man's belt in a tough manner, and then began to strip Zhao Lang's clothes. "You'd better cooperate!"
"Otherwise I'd be mad!"
"Okay, I admit that I was slightly injured..." Zhao Lang grabbed Lord Lu's hand again.
"Is it really a minor injury? I don't believe it." The more Zhao Lang tried to stop him from looking, the more worried Lu Mingfei became. It must be very serious, which was why he refused to let him see it.
He was only happy just now, but now when he looked carefully, he found that Zhao Lang looked much thinner, and his cheeks were so sunken.
Lu Mingfei raised his hand and touched the man's face, and warned him with a stern face: "You'd better tell me the truth, otherwise, when I find out the truth, I will definitely not forgive you."
"...It's really just a minor injury. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself." Zhao Lang was at a loss now and had to let Lord Lu take off his clothes.
Otherwise, when he took off his clothes and went to bed, it would be difficult for Lord Lu to avoid noticing the scars on his body.
Just now he was happy that Lord Lu had come, but now that they met, Zhao Lang realized that it would be very difficult to hide some things from Lord Lu in the future.
After taking off the last piece of clothing on Zhao Lang, Lu Mingfei saw the bandages wrapped around Zhao Lang's body and several new scars on his body.
The scars on the fair skin are particularly eye-catching.
Thinking of this person being injured in a place he couldn't see or know about, Lu Mingfei felt very sad. "Didn't you promise me that you would take good care of yourself? Is this how you take care of yourself?"
Looking at the scars and new wounds on the man's body, his tears fell uncontrollably.
"Hey, why are you still crying?"
"You're going to be the county magistrate, why are you still crying?" Zhao Lang's heart suddenly panicked when he saw the young man crying. He hurriedly used his hands to wipe the young man's tears. "It's really just a minor injury. It will heal soon. It's nothing serious..."
Why do these tears keep coming more the more I wipe them away? I can never wipe them all away!
In the end, Zhao Lang had no choice but to block the young man's lips with his mouth, using this clumsy way to comfort him, "Don't cry, I feel bad..."
"Zhao Lang, don't hide anything from me from you in the future."
"……Um."
After the kiss, the two people's breath intertwined.
The tears on Lu Mingfei's face also stopped. He looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of him with red eyes, pretending to be fierce and asked Zhao Shizi, "I'll give you another chance. Is there anything else you are hiding from me?"
"I tell you, leniency will be given to those who confess..." Severity will be given to those who resist!
Before he could utter the last four words, his mouth was blocked again.
"Mmmm!" Don't play tricks on me! This guy must be hiding something from him! Lu Mingfei was very sure in his heart.
Facing Lord Lu's wide eyes, Zhao Lang realized that this trick was very useful. How could he leave such a good trick unused and let Lord Lu continue to interrogate him?
If we keep asking like this, we won't be able to hide the fact that he was poisoned.
In the end, he picked up Lord Lu, who had been kissed until he was as soft as a puddle of water, and shouted to the people outside: "Prepare water!"
"Master, the water is ready..." the person outside responded weakly.
Lu Mingfei realized that he had suddenly jumped high, and was afraid that he would hurt Zhao Lang's wound, so he quickly shouted, "Put me down quickly, don't pull on the wound!"
"Just don't move." After slapping Lord Lu on the butt, Zhao Lang held Lord Lu steadily and walked out.
Afraid that his movements would be too big and would hurt Zhao Lang's injuries, Lu Mingfei really didn't dare to move this time and could only let Zhao Lang carry him out.
When he thought about the many people outside who might see this scene, he felt a little embarrassed and buried his face in Zhao Lang's arms.
Seeing the young man's embarrassed look, Zhao Lang's mouth curled up. He held his Lord Lu firmly in his hands and walked steadily, holding his Lord Lu into the bathroom next door.
After a while, low and ambiguous sounds came from the bathroom.
The guards and secret guards around him all moved away.
…
After a long time, the noise in the bathroom finally stopped.
After a while, the door of the bathroom was gently opened from the inside by someone's foot.
Zhao Lang, who was wearing a white undershirt with the collar open, revealing a large area of naked chest, and had long wet hair, came out holding a young man who was also wearing a white undershirt, but with the collar covered tightly.
At this time, Lord Lu had fallen asleep.
Zhao Lang carried the person back to the house where they lived.
Because the young man's hair was also wet, he put him on the recliner in the room and personally took a cloth to wipe Lord Lu's hair.
His gaze fell on the young man's closed eyes, then down his tall nose, and finally on his lips, which were still red and swollen from his kiss. He couldn't help but smile, leaning over and gently rubbing his lips against the young man's, "You'd better be a good boy when you're asleep."
It's not like when I was awake, I was interrogated as a criminal! Author's words: Thank you Bole 9492239 (9492239) for your support, mua! To know more exciting content, please leave me a message on Liancheng Reading
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