There is space for the married man

Chapter 101

After a happy dinner, Wen Lang took back a lot of birthday presents, forgot the lesson of getting drunk before, and got himself drunk again.

Liu Fengchi sat in front of the dining table, listening to the laughter on the table, for a moment, he felt a little stunned, as if he had returned to the Southern Border, to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

The feeling of homesickness was too turbulent, Liu Fengzhu couldn't help but drank a few more glasses with You Jingshu, and You Mingyuan also had a rare drink, his face flushed red.

You Jingyang tasted his father's wine secretly, and he wrinkled his face because of the spicy taste, why did his brothers and his father like such a nasty thing.

His wrinkled face made everyone present laugh out loud.

You Yunwei looked at You Jingyang curiously, and asked him in a low voice, "Is it good?"

Tears welled up in You Jingyang's eyes, puffed up his cheeks, and shook his head seriously, "It's not good."

"Would Yunwei want to try it?" Wen Lang joked.

You Yunwei's eyes lit up, and she asked cautiously, "Is it okay?"

Wen Lang touched her little head, "Of course."

He asked someone to bring a clean cup and poured some for You Yunwei.

"Would Yunwei want to drink?" Song Lingwan didn't stop her. In the past, when the ladies and wives gathered, they would have a drink when they were in the mood, but they wouldn't drink too much. Drinking too much would make them lose their bearings. But the loss outweighs the gain.

You Yunwei's little face was a little red, "Yeah."

Under the eyes of everyone, You Yunwei drank the small glass of wine that Wen Lang handed her, and smashed her mouth, "Can I have another glass?"

"Hahahaha, our Yunwei is actually a little alcoholic." Wen Lang pinched You Yunwei's still baby-fat face.

"Yangyang, you have to learn more from your sister." Wen Lang patted You Jingyang on the back and said, "Aren't you two twins?"

You Jingyang was almost knocked off his chair by Wen Lang, thinking that brother Wen must be drunk, it's terrible to be drunk.

You Jingshu also saw Wen Lang's abnormality, and stepped forward to hug him, "He drank too much, I'll take him back to the room and rest."

"Go, it's time for us to leave. Fengzhi will stay here tonight. There is a guest room at home." You Mingyuan said to Liu Fengzhu next to You Jingshu.

Liu Fengzhi still refused, staying for dinner was already enough trouble, and he must not stay overnight again.

You Mingyuan and Song Lingwan didn't force it, and after You Jingshu left with Wen Lang in his arms, Liu Fengzhi also got up to leave.

You Jingyue stood up and said, "Father, I'll see him off."

After all, they were at home, surrounded by servants, and You Mingyuan and his wife would not be worried, so they agreed, "Go."

After Liu Fengzhu said goodbye to them, You Jingyue sent him to the door, "I'll have someone take you back after you drank, and the horse will stay at my house, you can come and pick it up at any time."

His thoughtfulness made Liu Fengzhi unable to refuse, and the night wind blew, bringing a burst of coolness, You Jingyue shuddered, Liu Fengzhi looked at his cheeks that were blown red by the autumn wind, his eyes were like black ink, "Go in, the frost is cold and the dew is heavy , don't get sick."

The servants led the carriage out and waited at the door. You Jingyue rubbed her cold hands and said, "Thank you for accompanying me to hunt these days. If you can find me useful, please let me know."

Liu Fengjia stared at his eyes that were shining even in the dark, and the pupils darkened, "En."

You Jingyue watched Liu Fengshu get into the carriage, Liu Fengzhu lifted the curtain and waved to him, telling him to go back.

After Liu Fengzhu left, You Jingyue stomped her feet on the spot and trotted back.

The concierge yawned, pulled his clothes, took a sip of the dirty wine, and said with emotion: "It's nice to be young."

Wen Lang and You Jingshu returned to the room, and the servants brought hot water. You Jingshu washed Wen Lang's face first, then asked him to brush his teeth, then took off his shoes and socks, and pressed his feet into the room. In the tub.

The hot water made Wen Lang tremble, and he wanted to climb onto the bed with his feet covered in water, but You Jingshu quickly held it down with his sharp eyes, "Don't make trouble."

Wen Lang hiccupped and stared at You Jingshu with a little blurred eyes.

You Jingshu was helping him wash his feet.

And he was very focused on washing, and he didn't think it would hurt his face as a husband at all.

Probably because Wen Lang's gaze was too straightforward, You Jingshu raised his head, met his gaze, and asked, "What's wrong? You've been staring at me."

For a long time, Wen Lang felt that You Jing was not like a native of the Da'an Dynasty. Many of his ideas were too avant-garde, and there was no generation gap with Wen Lang, who had memories of the 21st century.

Now it seems that it's not that You Jingshu looks like a time traveler, but that he is too gentle, and there is a seed of equality in his heart, as long as he waters it a little, it will take root and grow vigorously.

He was willing to listen to and accept Wen Lang's ideas, even if some ideas sounded unbelievable and appalling.

It has to be said that You Mingyuan and his wife taught You Jingshu very well.

Wen Lang bent down, cupped You Jingshu's face, and kissed it, "I love you so much."

You Jingshu's heart beat heavily, everything in front of him was even a little unreal, he looked at Wen Lang in a daze, then suddenly grabbed Wen Lang's two feet, threw them on the bed, regardless of the water stains, covered them Live in Wen Lang.

His slender fingers caressed Wen Lang's face, his eyes were deep and dark, with pupils like black clouds, as if a storm was about to hit, he leaned over and brushed Wen Lang's eyelids, bridge of nose, and lips with his lips.

"I won't stop even if you cry."

Wen Lang's heart beat faster, thumping like a drum beating continuously, his fingers hooked You Jingshu's belt, and a rebellious smile appeared on his face, "If you don't cry, you lose."

The candle flame flickered, the bed curtain was blown up by the wind, the tulle fell into the water basin, and was blown to the ground by the wind, leaving traces of wetness.

……

On the first morning at the age of 19, Wen Lang said that he just regretted it, regretted it very much, and he shouldn't have said harsh words to You Jingshu.

Although it was refreshing later, two-thirds of the process was painful, and only one-third of the time was worth reminiscing.

Some people, it doesn't matter if they are very talented, they still haven't finished their work. It's the first time for everyone. Why, he has done it twice, and You Jingshu only once.

If it weren't for seeing him pitiful, tears and sweat soaking the pillow, You Jingshu would have planned to come for the second time.

You Jingshu hugged Wen Lang, who had crying red eyes and black hair wet with sweat, into his arms, kissed and coaxed gently, Wen Lang's body was still slightly convulsed, shaking from time to time, looking very pitiful .

Wen Lang recalled the memory of last night and slapped his forehead, he is so good!

However, thanks to the ointment that You Jingshu asked the imperial physician for, and the fact that he had tried to increase his fingers during this period of time, Wen Lang did not bleed like a river last night.

His whole body was so sore that he didn't want to move, but his stomach was so hungry that it was probably almost noon now, and You Jingshu was not there.

Wen Lang made some spirit spring and drank it, and after a while his body returned to normal, refreshed.

With this cheating artifact, he won't be afraid of You Jingshu's visits a few times!

Wen Lang who lifted the quilt and was about to get off the ground suddenly froze.

He felt something was trickling down...

"Damn it!" Wen Lang thought that You Jingshu must have cleaned it up for him, but no, You Jingshu didn't!

Is it worthless to eat it?

"Scumbag!" Wen Lang cursed in a low voice.

In order to prevent that thing from leaking out, Wen Lang had to clamp-tighten. Be a chrysanthemum.

You Jingshu pushed the door open, and just as he saw Wen Lang get off the bed in a tense posture, he hurried forward to support him.

"Are you uncomfortable?" You Jing asked with concern.

Wen Lang glared at him, waved his hand away, and didn't speak.

You Jingshu was confused by his sudden movement, what's wrong?Wasn't it still full of affection last night?

"Are you uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor." You Jingshu didn't care about Wen Lang's look at him, and supported him, trying to make him sit down.

"Why do you sit? If you don't ask someone to fetch water, I want to take a bath." Wen Lang waved You Jingshu's hand away, and muttered, "Staying in it not only makes my stomach hurt but also won't give birth."

His voice was not loud, but You Jingshu heard it.

"Will it hurt your stomach?" You Jingshu's face suddenly became a little flustered.

"Not only will I have a stomachache, but I will also have a high fever." Wen Lang said with a curled lip.

No one has ever told You Jingshu about this kind of thing, he doesn't know at all, brothers are different from men, their bodies can conceive, but they need to stay inside, and no one knows that Wen Lang is a man, so naturally no one will tell You Jing special attention.

You Jingshu hurriedly called for hot water, picked Wen Lang up and put him in the bathtub, and stretched out his hand to help Wen Lang get it, but Wen Lang pushed him away and said, "I'll do it myself."

"You can't do it yourself, let me do it, be good." You Jingshu's voice was very gentle, right next to Wen Lang's ear, making his ears warm, thinking that he had done everything, and there was nothing to be shy about. .

When You Jingshu helped him clean up, Wen Lang muttered softly, "Why didn't you help me clean up last night?"

"Have you forgotten?" You Jingshu asked back.

"Forgot what?" Wen Lang couldn't remember what he forgot.

No wonder when I woke up, my nose was not my nose, and my face was not my face.

You Jingshu sighed and said, "Last night you grabbed my clothes and didn't let me go or move. If I moved, you would wake up."

When he woke up this morning, he saw that Wen Lang was sleeping so soundly, and the end of his eyes were still stained red, and he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he let Wen Lang continue to sleep like this. I would have diarrhea in it, and if it was severe, I would have a high fever, otherwise I wouldn't have just slept like that last night.

Hearing what You Jingshu said, Wen Lang seemed to vaguely remember such a thing.

This is very embarrassing. I lose my temper for no reason as soon as I wake up, and the result is basically my own fault.

"Sorry for misunderstanding you, I was wrong." Wen Lang apologized obediently, and leaned over to kiss Jingshu.

You Jingshu couldn't bear to blame him for anything, "It's also because of my carelessness, let's call a doctor to come and take a look."

"No need, I'll be fine. Have you forgotten that I have a secret?" Wen Lang pulled him back and said, "I don't have a sore waist or leg pain now, and I can make gestures with you later."

Wen Lang didn't say anything, You Jingshu really couldn't remember this, he was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Can I come a few more times in the future?"

Wen Lang: "..."

What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot, that's it.

"Well...it depends on your performance." As far as You Jingshu's skill is concerned, Wen Lang really doesn't want to do it seven times in one night.

You Jingshu's eyes darkened, and he leaned in front of him and asked him, "Did I behave badly last night?"

Appreciating You Jingshu's face up close, Wen Lang really couldn't say anything that would hurt him, his eyes were a little erratic, "It's just... not bad."

"Then ask Fu Lang to practice with me more." You Jingshu whispered in Wen Lang's ear.

The low-alcohol voice made Wen Lang's scalp tingle, and at the same time, his back felt cold.