Fu Zhenhong looked at Di Xin's hand stretched out towards him, this hand was very large, with slender fingers, and a thin layer of calluses on the palm of his palm, which was the trace left by holding the blade for many years.It is also such a hand, with the power of the storm that is enough to destroy the hard rock, and every line and every inch of texture reveals a strong and smooth beauty.This is the hand of a king, and the hand of an overlord who reaps life on the battlefield.Di Xin is a naturally proud king.At this moment, even though he made a gesture of inviting Fu Zhenhong to get on the horse, his body did not move for half a minute, he still sat upright on the horse's back, did not bend over, but his eyes were lowered, his dark pupils stared at Fu Zhenhong below, with a hint of interest in his eyes, quietly waiting for Fu Zhenhong to put his hand up.At the height of Di Xin, Fu Zhenhong needed to stand up before he could touch his hand.But Fu Zhenhong's initial statement was that she sprained her foot and was inconvenient to move.Apparently this was deliberate on purpose.Fu Zhenhong didn't get up, just raised her head to look at Di Xin.The eyes of the two met in the air.The surroundings became extremely quiet, the spies who were shot through the wrist gritted their teeth and endured the pain to bandage themselves, and Su Hu and the others also stared at Fu Zhenhong with a nervous face, lest the unpredictable Shang King suddenly become angry.One second, two seconds, three seconds......
It wasn't until five seconds later that Di Xin's brows twisted slightly, and when he was about to say something, Fu Zhenhong held on to the trunk behind him without hurry, and stood up with this support.He straightened up and placed his hand in the palm of Di Sin's hand.At the moment when the palms and skins of the two of them met, Fu Zhenhong felt the heat emanating from Di Xin's skin.This heat is higher than the temperature of ordinary people, and Fu Zhenhong's body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people, it is precisely because of this deviation that he feels that the heat in Di Xin's palm is as hot as fire.as if he were going to burn him.Fu Zhenhong thought in her heart, but her face was silent.Di Xin clenched Fu Zhenhong's hand, the soft touch in his palm made his slightly frowning brows stretch, his fingers pressed upward, and wrapped Fu Zhenhong's hand in his palm, and then deliberately used his index finger to bend inward, gently and slowly rubbing the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand.His movements don't have much meaning, but such a gentle and natural touch has its own kind of ambiguity.
Dark.The back of Fu Zhenhong's hand is smooth and delicate, and the skin is delicate, like congealed white snow, while Di Xin's fingertips are a little rough, even if he deliberately lightens his strength, and after a few rubbing, the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand is also a little red.He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but instead he was held tighter by Di Xin.Fu Zhenhong raised his head with a smile: "King?
”Di Xin also smiled, then leaned over, directly wrapped his arms around Fu Zhenhong's waist and abdomen, and in the next second, Fu Zhenhong's whole person was lifted into the air and hugged the horse.Di Xin hugged Fu Zhenhong in front of him and sat down, his arms did not move away from Fu Zhenhong's waist, and he was still surrounded by strong and possessive meanings.His figure is very tall and strong, while Fu Zhenhong is tall, but his body is relatively thin, and at this moment he is sitting in front of Di Xin, and under the background of this king's body, he looks a little petite.When I looked at it from a distance, it was like Fu Zhenhong was completely confined in Di Xin's arms.Because of the posture of the two, Di Xin's broad and firm chest was tightly pressed against Fu Zhenhong's back.Fu Zhenhong could clearly feel the beating of the other party's heart and the chest that rose and fell slightly with his breathing.Through the clothes, the warm and elastic muscles of the Disina bulged, tight, and distinct, full of a masculine and wild masculine charm.Because of the angle, Fu Zhenhong couldn't see Di Xin's expression at the moment, but from the other party's gradually accelerating heartbeat frequency, he sensed that Di Xin's mood was not very calm.The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips raised slightly, relaxed his back, and leaned all the weight of his entire upper body on Di Xin's body, and his action also made the last trace of space between the two completely dissipate.Di Xin's breathing suddenly stopped at this moment, his gaze fell on the hair on the top of Fu Zhenhong's head, and a faint dark color appeared in his pupils.He rested his chin on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, his gaze was looking ahead, but the arm that wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist was a little harder: "Daji is too light, eat more." ”As he said this, the hot breath exhaled from his lips sprayed on Fu Zhenhong's earlobe, and Fu Zhenhong smelled the faint smell of wine in this breath.Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but just covered his hand on the back of Di Xin's hand that was only placed on his waist and abdomen."
Is the king taking pity on me?"
Fu Zhenhong asked lightly, but without waiting for Di Xin to answer, he continued: "But the arrow that the king shot just now is not gentle at all. ”As he spoke, he scratched the back of Di Xin's hand with his fingers, which had been grazed by Di Xin's arrow, and wiped all the blood that was almost dried up on Di Xin's hand.Di Xin looked at Fu Zhenhong's movements, there was not the slightest anger on his face, but there was a smile in his eyes, it seemed that it was because of Fu Zhenhong's intimacy that he was not afraid of him, and it seemed that because he only mentioned one arrow in his words, and he was indifferent and indifferent to the other arrow, or to the insignificant spy."
Without pain, punishment has no meaning."
Di Xin rarely relaxed his tone."
Punishment?""
Yes, punishment."
Di Xin turned his head and looked at Fu Zhenhong's side face, he gently sniffed the fragrant fragrance emanating from Fu Zhenhong's body, and said as a matter of course: "Isn't it appropriate to punish Daji who is obviously the lone king, but he gives others gifts?"
”His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of domineering.
There is desire, but there is no love in the depths of the eyes.But even though there is no love, it is loved.He admired the face of the person in his arms, even if he had seen countless graceful beauties, but he had to admit that Daji's beauty was thrilling enough, every inch was perfect, and it was completely grown at the point that best suited his heart.This kind of beauty that seeps out of the bone is incomparable to those beauties.He wants to have Daji, Zhan.
Yes, love.Di Xin's eyes couldn't help but deepen a little.Fu Zhenhong keenly felt the change in Di Xin's eyes on him, he squinted his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at Di Xin lightly.There is no picking.
Funny, even with a bit of casual casualness, but it is charming to the extreme.Such a beauty should be held in her arms and pampered.The tip of Di Xin's heart was slightly hot, and there was an itch that had been scratched by a small hook.The other party was tempting him with a natural charm, and Di Xin knew.But even if he knew that in the face of such a beautiful beauty, even if he knew, he was willing to be tempted by the other party, and even wanted to see such a Daji make a more intimate and ambiguous way to please him.
Ambiguous movements, revealing more and richer changes in expression.Or to be more specific, he wants to see the person in his arms look like when he really cares about someone.He couldn't help but think about what a beautiful sight it would be when he was truly caught by these eyes."
What are you thinking?"
Fu Zhenhong asked him.Di Xin replied, "I'm wondering if Daji's hand still hurts." ”After saying this, he held Fu Zhenhong's hand that had been scratched into the skin, and then opened his lips like this.
Hold Fu Zhenhong's fingers and gently suck on the tiny wound.
Suck.While doing this, he observed the change in Fu Zhenhong's expression, and even deliberately bit it with his teeth, and then swirled the wound with the tip of his tongue.He wanted to see this man's face glowing as red as a begonia.
Hue.However, unexpectedly, but reasonably, Di Xin did not wait for what he wanted to see.The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips rose, and he smiled at Di Xin, not nervous, not shy, but gently moved his fingers, stirring Di Xin's warm and moist mouth, with a little playfulness and a bit of deliberate provocation.His action was really a bit bold, and the subordinates behind Di Xin were terrified, and what shocked them even more was that after this Su Daji withdrew his hand, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief little by little, and then threw the handkerchief on the ground without hiding the disgust on his face."
It's dirty."
He said those two words lightly.The air fell into a dead silence in an instant, and the silence around was terrifying.Played!
This was the first reaction in everyone's minds.However, the terrifying image of the king's anger in their imagination did not happen, or this Sudaji did not give their king a chance to be angry.Under everyone's frightened gaze, Fu Zhenhong's body leaned back slightly, and at the same time, his head was also raised back, and then the next second he reached out and touched Di Xin's cheek, and gently kissed the corner of Di Xin's lips while Di Xin's head was still tilted towards him.After kissing, Fu Zhenhong turned her head, leaned her back against Di Xin's chest again, and lazily put all the weight of her body on Di Xin.Di Xin stared at the top of Fu Zhenhong's hair for a few seconds, and then suddenly laughed, funny, really funny!
Whether it is his appearance, or his untwisted and restrained, generous and frank personality is extremely interested in him.While trying to challenge his bottom line and authority, he keenly grasped the gap of easing to appease.Like a cunning fox."
Let's go, go back to camp."
Di Xin gathered the arm that wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's waist and said to everyone.Finally, the group arrived at the camp where the army was stationed.After the horse stopped, Di Xin took the lead in dismounting, he stretched out his arms to Fu Zhenhong on the horse's back, hugged Fu Zhenhong off the horse steadily, held it in his arms, and carried it all the way into the largest tent.