Ch. 104 - Extra Chapter - Xiaolong and Xiaolong

Zhong Yansheng remembered that he had clearly fallen asleep with Xiao Nong in Lanqing Palace.

But when he opened his eyes, the environment in front of him seemed a little strange and familiar. After looking carefully for a while, he realised that this seemed to be in Xiao Nong's room in Ding Mansion.

Why did he come here? Xiao Nong took him to Ding Mansion while he was asleep?

It was still dark, and the hand that was originally around his waist disappeared. In the middle of the night, he didn't know where Xiao Nong went.

Hearing a strange sound outside, I don't know what fell to the ground. Zhong Yansheng was startled and got up in a daze. When he got out of bed, he felt a little confused. The soft blanket that was originally on the ground was gone.

However, this little problem only stayed in his mind for a moment. Zhong Yansheng didn't take it seriously. He opened the door and followed the sound to find him: "Brother?"

It was quiet outside, and the group of secret guards who liked to watch the excitement seemed to have disappeared. Zhong Yansheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to look for him.

The strange noise just now came from the study. When he arrived at the door of the study, Zhong Yansheng found that the door was half-closed. The candlelight was dim. The study was in a mess, and the vases and inkstones were smashed all over the floor. Now it was quiet, and a suppressed, trembling and painful low gasp came from inside.

Zhong Yansheng didn't think twice and immediately pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he stepped into the study, he saw a figure lying on the ground.

It seemed that he was in extreme pain. His whole body was shaking, and a low and hoarse roar came from his throat. Cold sweat was dripping, and his long hair stuck to his cheeks. Although the light and shadow were blurred, Zhong Yansheng was very familiar with the outline.

What happened? Is it a headache again?

But hasn't the poison in Xiao Nong been forced out and removed?

Zhong Yansheng's mind went blank, and he immediately leaned over. Just as he was about to reach out to hug the person on the ground, a huge force suddenly came from his wrist. He was confused and hadn't reacted yet. He was pressed to the ground with a bang. He hissed in pain and his eyes immediately turned red.

Even when he first met Xiao Nong, Xiao Nong had never treated him like this.

Is it because it hurts too much?

Zhong Yansheng's voice trembled a little: "Brother, what's wrong with you... Uh!"

The hand pressing on his wrist slid to his neck, and his fragile throat was strangled. Zhong Yansheng opened his eyes wide: "Brother?"

The person on his body suppressed his painful gasps, and his voice was cold and indifferent: "You want to spy on me too?"

Zhong Yansheng blinked blankly and didn't understand what he was saying, but he knew that Xiao Nong was very uncomfortable now. He tried to reach out and hug his neck, gently comforting: "Brother, do you have a headache again?"

The hazy, soft and moist floral fragrance brushed against the tip of his nose, and Xiao Nong paused.

The hand that was slowly shrinking on his neck also stopped.

In the severe headache, the indescribable fragrance seemed to melt the ice and snow in the warm sun, dispelling the pain bit by bit.

Xiao Nong's mind was in a daze. Even with a sharp and cold defense, he couldn't help but let go of his hands. Following the strength of the hands around his neck, he bent his head and buried it in the neck of the person under him.

The tip of his tall nose rubbed against the extremely fragile skin, and his canine teeth were slightly itchy.

It was too fragrant, so fragrant that people were dizzy.

The soft and warm fragrance rushed into the nose, melted into the hot bones and blood, and rushed along the limbs and bones, rushing into the heart. The brain was buzzing, burning with countless terrible thoughts.

Just smelling was not enough, kissing, licking, biting and teasing him could calm the agitated blood.

"...Who sent you?"

Zhong Yansheng hugged his trembling body tightly. Hearing his hoarse voice, he thought that he was not clear-headed because of the pain. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed him on the top of his head. His voice was soft: "Who else could I be sent by? Of course, it was His Royal Highness Prince Ding."

The man on his body fell silent again, but Zhong Yansheng felt the cold sweat on his back still soaking through his clothes layer by layer.

Zhong Yansheng felt very distressed, remembering that Xiao Nong liked to bite and lick him when he had a headache. He hesitated, restrained his shame, took the initiative to open his collar, and whispered: "Brother, do you want to... lick me?"

His words obviously shocked the man on his body, and then he gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "Dissolute!"

Zhong Yansheng felt a little wronged.

It was Xiao Nong who pressed him and licked and bit him, but he turned around and said that he was dissolute!

Thinking that Xiao Nong had a headache, Zhong Yansheng reluctantly forgave him. He tried to pull his collar back with a sullen face, muttering unhappily: "It's fine if you don't lick it..."

Before he could pull the collar back, his hand was suddenly held down. The person holding him was silent for a long time, and it seemed that after a fierce struggle, he could no longer restrain himself and bit down hard on his Adam's apple.

Zhong Yansheng cried out "ah", and it hurt a little bit. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he noticed his movements, and the shackles on his body became heavier, and his wrist was pressed to the ground.

The slightly cool breath sprayed in his throat, not with the familiar force, but like a beast hunting for the first time, licking and biting hard along the beautiful and tight neck line, the pain came with a soft feeling that made people tremble all over, and the hidden sound of water drilled into his ears.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes were red and wet. He pushed back weakly, his voice tearing up: "Xiao Xianwei... you hurt me."

The person on his body paused.

Then the cold and hoarse voice sounded again: "Who is Xiao Xianwei?"

Zhong Yansheng was stunned, and his temper disappeared, turning into confusion and worry.

Xiao was so hurt that he even forgot his own name?

He had to send someone to find Lou Qingtang immediately, or ask his aunt to come to the capital secretly...

Just as he was thinking, the person buried in his neck suddenly raised his head, staring at him with red eyes: "You let him bite you like this?"

With the dim candlelight, Zhong Yansheng finally saw his face clearly, and his eyes widened.

It was Xiao Nong's face, but not the Xiao Nong he had been with day and night.

The pair of dark blue eyes were still deeper and more beautiful than sapphires, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes were also a little bit of alien breath, but they were much younger, without the calmness of the past, and looked immature and reckless.

Like... like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Zhong Yansheng took a long time to react and swallowed his saliva: "Are you... Xiao Nong?"

The boy who was pressing him suddenly became colder and colder: "Why? did you find the wrong person? I'm not the Xiao Xianwei you mentioned."

Zhong Yansheng looked at Xiao Nong, who was young and tender, and had no gangster style at all. He couldn't help but reach out and pinched his cheek.

The boy's face instantly became worse, with fire in his eyes, pretending to strangle him.

Zhong Yansheng was confused and couldn't figure out why Xiao Nong suddenly became smaller, but he felt that Xiao Nong was so cute. He rubbed his lips twice and sat up, leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his lips.

As soon as the soft lips like petals approached, the boy Xiao Nong seemed to be frightened by his bold behavior. He moved very much and retreated violently, leaning under the desk. His face, which was pale because of the pain, turned red. He stared at him in doubt: "What are you doing!"

Zhong Yansheng felt that he was even cuter and slowly moved towards him.

When he moved, the face of the young Xiao Nong became stiff. He stared at the beautiful boy approaching him, his whole body tensed up, and he looked like the one being bullied.

Zhong Yansheng felt very strange, blinked his eyes, stopped a few steps away from the young Xiao Nong, and tilted his head: "Are you afraid of me?"

No.

The young Xiao Nong opened his mouth, but could not make a sound.

The delicate silk-like skin that just overflowed in his palm, and his rationality suddenly collapsed in an instant. The moment he bit down without caring, the pleasure that gushed in his blood and made his scalp numb seemed to strangle his throat, making him unable to utter these two simple words.

Seeing that he pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, Zhong Yansheng deliberately moved closer to him. His thin and white neck still had the marks left by Xiao Nong's rough actions just now, slight pinch marks, messy bite marks and kiss marks, imprinted on such a slender and beautiful neck, revealing an indescribable hiddenness.

The young Xiao Nong was so flustered that he almost shrank under the table. He grabbed the sword that had just fallen to the ground and pointed it at Zhong Yansheng: "Don't come over here!"

Zhong Yansheng looked at the sword in front of him.

He was very familiar with this sword. When he first met Xiao Nong, Xiao Nong used this sword to scare him.

This was the only item that the old King Ding left for Xiao Nong. It was the old King Ding's personal sword.

Later, Xiao Nong pacified the border with this sword.

Xiao Nong at this age... has not yet been on the battlefield.

Zhong Yansheng was not very scared. He avoided the sword and slowly approached the young Xiao Nong. The young Xiao Nong seemed to want to attack him several times, but was restrained by an invisible force.

He finally moved to the side of the young Xiao Nong, tried to reach out and hug him, gently stroked his hair, and carelessly exposed all the fatal soft parts of his body. His eyes were clear and soft: "Are you still in pain? It will be much more comfortable to stay by my side. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

It was like a light cloud, covering him softly.

The sword trembled, and after a while, it fell to the ground with a bang.

The voice of the young Xiao Nong was not as deep and gorgeous as it was later, but a more youthful voice: "Who are you?"

Zhong Yansheng actually still didn't understand the situation, but it was difficult for him to explain it clearly at the moment, and he rubbed his arms in annoyance: "I don't know why I am here... But we just got married last year, what do you think our relationship is?"

The pupils of the young Xiao Nong trembled obviously.

Although the person lying in his arms was too beautiful, but... How could he marry a man? !

Zhong Yansheng looked up at him: "Don't you believe it? I know you have a small mole on your chest and a little finger-long scar on your right leg. You stole your father's sword when you were a child and accidentally scratched it."

Such a private place, when Zhong Yansheng said it, the breath of the young Xiao Nong was obviously a little unstable.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Yansheng suddenly became playful: "Look, am I a few years older than you? When we are together, you call me brother."

Xiao Wenlan would never call such a disgusting name.

The young Xiao Nong frowned: "Impossible."

Zhong Yansheng coaxed him: "Really, I'm not lying, just call me brother."

His voice was soft and his eyes were expectant, making it hard to refuse. The young Xiao Nong stared at him silently, hesitating in his heart. He really looked a few years older than him.

After a long while, he frowned slightly and called out hesitantly: "Brother?"

Zhong Yansheng smiled secretly, raised his head to peck his lips in reward. The sticky kiss made the young Xiao Nong want to push him away in a panic, but the lips stained with fragrance seemed to have magic, attracting him to indulge in it.

The soft lips rubbed against his lips, which was a little itchy, and then tentatively stretched out his tongue, like a kitten, licking it unskillfully.

The hand pinching the narrow waist suddenly tightened, and the young Xiao Nong was shocked and angry, and his heart was tense like a fully drawn bow.

How shameless!

He actually…stick out his tongue!

Usually Xiao Nong takes the initiative. Zhong Yansheng has no strength to resist under his strong possessiveness and aggressiveness. He always feels dizzy from being kissed. But when it is his turn to take the initiative, Zhong Yansheng becomes a little awkward.

He licked the gap between Xiao Nong's lips a few times and wanted to withdraw.

Noticing Zhong Yansheng's actions, the young Xiao Nong's eyes darkened. He reached out and pressed the back of his head. He chased after him and held his lips, licking and biting him without knowing how to do anything. Because of his lack of experience, his lips and teeth bumped against each other, causing Zhong Yansheng to whimper.

The low cry of pain aroused pity, but it also made people want to do evil.

Tasting the softness of his lips and tongue, the young Xiao Nong pressed him to the ground anxiously, kissing him deeper and deeper, their breaths entangled.

At this age, Xiao Nong was more reckless, and had no composure to hold back. When he ate something delicious, he was even more reluctant to let go. Zhong Yansheng didn't expect that he could still be kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe even after kissing Xiao Nong so many times. When he was almost suffocated, the pressure on his lips was slightly loosened.

His clothes were all messy, his black hair was scattered, his thick black eyelashes were stained with moisture, but his lips were red, like a thin piece of white porcelain, fragile and beautiful. The young Xiao Nong's breathing was also a little rough, and the way he stared at him seemed to be about to kiss him again.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes were still blurry, so he pushed him away quickly, but his tiny strength was more like a refusal than a rejection: "Let me take a breath... Xiao Xianwei!"

The boy who was close to his lips paused, and suddenly raised his eyes, with clear jealousy in his dark blue eyes: "Who is Xiao Xianwei? He also kissed you like this?"

Zhong Yansheng was speechless for a while, and just as he was about to answer, the study door that was half-closed by the wind was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar slender figure appeared at the door.

Zhong Yansheng widened his eyes in shock: "Brother?"

The boy Xiao Nong turned around suddenly and bumped into a pair of the same blue eyes.

Xiao Nong stood at the door and slowly looked at the postures of the two people. After his eyes stayed on Zhong Yansheng's wet red lips for a moment, he slowly said: "Yuan Yuan, come here."

The low and beautiful voice was very familiar. Zhong Yansheng subconsciously stood up and wanted to go over, but was grabbed by the wrist by the boy Xiao Nong again.

He was embarrassed for a moment, looking at the immature and silent boy Xiao Nong, and then at the handsome and mature Xiao Nong.

Both of them are Xiao Nong, who should he go to?

The young Xiao Nong's eyes were fierce: "Is he the Xiao Xianwei you have been calling?"

Xiao Nong sneered: "A little kid who is still wet behind the ears."

Why are they still arguing?

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he heard the sound of a sword being drawn.

Xiao Nong at the door drew his sword.

The young Xiao Nong glanced at him and gently pushed Zhong Yansheng to the side.

Before Zhong Yansheng could say anything, the two of them actually started fighting!

Two identical swords, and identical swordsmanship and body movements, fast, fierce and fierce, a fight to kill each other!

The crisp sound of the weapons colliding frightened Zhong Yansheng, and he shouted quickly: "Stop!"

As soon as he shouted, the two of them paused at the same time, and two pairs of identical blue eyes looked at him and stared at him.

Xiao Nong hooked his lips at him: "Then Yuan Yuan, who do you want?"

Zhong Yansheng was stunned.

Without getting an answer, the two of them confronted each other again!

Zhong Yansheng was overwhelmed: "Stop!"

This time it was the young Xiao Nong who spoke: "Have you made your choice?"

"Yuan Yuan, who do you like more?"

Zhong Yansheng was stared at by the two pairs of eyes, and his momentum weakened: "I, I like both, okay, don't fight..."

What's going on? Why are there two Xiao Nongs!

Xiao Nong sighed softly: "Yuan Yuan, how can you be so greedy? You can only like one."

Zhong Yansheng wanted to cry: "But, but you are the same person..."

"No."

The young Xiao Nong and Xiao Nong stopped their hands tacitly at some point, leaned towards him, one on the left and one on the right, and trapped him in it: "You can only choose one."

Noticing the deep color in their eyes, Zhong Yansheng bit his lip, his long eyelashes became more and more wet, and he looked left and right in panic, and wanted to run out of the study.

Just after running a step, Xiao Nong grabbed his thin left hand with his long hand and grabbed it back.

The young man Xiao Nong grabbed his right wrist and stared at him without blinking: "Choose Xiao Xianwei or me?"

Aren't you Xiao Xianwei?

We are the same person, why are you so unreasonable!

Zhong Yansheng was stared at by this, and he gritted his teeth: "I..."

At this moment, he felt itchy on his feet and his head was dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, the scene blurred by tears gradually changed. When his vision became clear, it was already the familiar Lanqing Palace.

Taxue was lying on the bed, sweeping his exposed feet with his tail, and the slight itch woke him up from his sleep.

Zhong Yansheng lay on the bed in a daze, and the bedside was still warm. After a long time, he slowly pushed Taxue away with his feet.

Realising what an absurd dream he had, he shrank into the quilt with a blushing face, and a burning heat rose from his ears.

What a messed up dream... It's all Xiao Nong's fault!

While he was secretly cursing in his heart, he was suddenly rolled up with the quilt and held up.

Xiao Nong's low laughter came from above his head: "Little lazy cat, it's already 10 o'clock and you're still not getting up?"

Zhong Yansheng's ears burned even more when he heard his voice, and he shrank into the quilt and didn't want to show his head.

Xiao Nong pulled him out without much effort "Be careful not to suffocate yourself... Hmm? Why is your face so red?"

Zhong Yansheng was stripped out, and he didn't dare to look at Xiao Nong, and punched him in the chest angrily.

Xiao Nong was punched for no reason, but he didn't get angry. He rolled the thin quilt stained with the fragrance of the little emperor with his fingertips, casually put it to his nose and sniffed it, raised his eyebrows, and almost immediately guessed the reason why he was weird: "What dream did you have?"

Zhong Yansheng's ears turned even redder, glared at him, jumped off the bed, and ran out quickly towards the hot spring pool.

Xiao Nong followed casually: "Yuan Yuan, slow down, don't fall."

It seems that he has to ask this child carefully in the hot spring what he dreamed about last night!

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