Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

Chapter 26

Seeing the curvature of his lips, Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just smile."

The atmosphere is finally not so embarrassing, and everyone here can finally play happily again.

Meng Huan decided to think of a few more jokes, and Lin Bozhou would tell them when he changed his face.

The chariot and horse set off again.The distance to the garden is already far away, and there are many people standing at the gate of the wooden fence, waiting for the arrival of Lin Bozhou.

The standing people seemed to be warriors, of different ages, but they were all rough and heroic. When they saw Lin Bozhou, they raised their hands and cupped their fists to salute, and they were about to accompany them on a safari.

Lin Bozhou stepped onto the pure white horse, and turned on the horse neatly.

"My lord is really heroic."

In the ear, Shan Xing suddenly said.

"..."

Meng Huan turned to look at him.

Shan Xing smiled: "Princess, do you think so?"

His tone seemed to be brainwashing and bewitching himself.

Meng Huan didn't say a word, turned his head, and focused on a small deer in the paddock. It was all white and its hooves were like snow. Meng Huan had never seen such a beautiful deer.

It even reminded him of Princess Yaoyao.

The deer jumped up and down in the grass, but it was a pity that it was the hunting target this time.

Driven by human beings, the deer ran towards the depths of the jungle. Meng Huan saw Lin Bozhou take an arrow from behind his back, aiming for a very short time, and shot it straight at the neck of the deer. Immediately, the deer twitched A few times, fell to the ground.

Someone came over holding a deer, and the arrowhead sank into the bone, it can be seen that the arrow was directly fatal.

Meng Huan's heart was surging, and he choked out a compliment for a while: "Definitely."

Shan Xing smiled: "It is said that the prince is very charming on horseback~"

Meng Huan turned to look at him with a complicated expression.

He swallowed back the words "Are you secretly in love with Lin Bozhou?"

Lin Bozhou reined in the restless horse, suppressed his gaze, and focused his attention on the hunting ground. After seeing the fawn being taken away, he turned to a new target.

"Crack!" With a flick of the whip, the horse galloped across the field.

From slow to fast, when several horses galloped at the same time, Meng Huan stood up directly, holding the wooden fence excitedly, and couldn't help saying: "Lie on the grass!"

cavalry! ! !

Cavalry carrying bows and crossbows can drive the victory of the war to the southernmost tip of the mainland from north to south like a strong wind!

Place!Towards!Phi!extravagant!

They are invincible and are the most powerful arms.

Although Meng Huan's military literacy is not high, he has seen a lot of them passionately. Driven by the galloping horses, he turned to the mountain: "I, I, can I ride!?"

Shan Xing said with a good temper: "The princess will fall down."

—and was trampled to death by a horse.

"..."

Meng Huan's enthusiasm for the first time in the political essay suddenly cooled down: "Oh, forget it."

Still be a piece of trash.

"..."

He turned his attention back to the hunting ground. Lin Bozhou was not inferior against this group of warriors. His archery hit rate was extremely high. When he tilted his head and shot the arrow, he could directly pierce the neck of the prey, causing blood to splatter.

Meng Huan's blood boiled.

Then he remembered that Lin Bozhou's bloodlust was very strong.

When he was in Guzhou, a feudal state in the north, he often went hunting on horseback, followed by a large number of attendants, and he often killed disobedient prey with one arrow.

It was the same in the court, when he treated disobedient courtiers, he was cold to the flesh and blood, with a gentle expression, and he still beheaded them like animals.

Lin Bozhou shot all the quiver in his hand, and Luo Juan galloped behind him, and handed him new arrow feathers.

He reined in the restless horse, turned his eyes, and calmly looked for the fish that slipped through the hunting ground.

This scene inexplicably reminded Meng Huan of the big prison that Lin Bozhou organized later in the original book. At that time, cronies were cleaned up, imprisoned nine clans, and killed more than 3 people in one go. Filled with forbidden river water.

During that time, hundreds of households in the capital closed their doors, and there were too many corpses to deal with. After they rotted and stink, a plague was even caused.

At that time in the book, Lin Bozhou also used these calm eyes to cruise around the capital, searching for any missing life like a demon.

"..."

There was a chill on Meng Huan's back, and the boiling blood suddenly froze into ice.

Shan Xing's eyes became solemn.

An invisible atmosphere of terror hangs over the head, which is also the source of the court officials' fear and rebellion against Lin Bozhou.

After a while, Lin Bozhou left the hunting ground on horseback.

The hunt is over.

Lin Bozhou stopped under the sun-shading shed, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was tidying up his appearance.

As Meng Huan approached, he saw that his skin was sweating, his body was filled with heat, and at the same time, there was a very heavy, strong and pungent bloody smell.

"Huanhuan came just in time," Lin Bozhou bowed his head, took off his gloves and threw them on the table, showing his slender fingers, "Go to the hot spring pool to take a bath in a while and wash off the sweat on his body, do you want to go with Huanhuan?"

Meng Huan was still a little frightened by him, and was stunned: "...well, go."

Lin Bozhou seemed to be in a good mood after hunting, so he held his hand and said, "Let's go."

His hands were also very hot, slightly hardened by wear, and the back of his hand hurt a little.

Meng Huan couldn't help but looked up at him again.

Seems to be sure of something.

...But for Lin Bozhou, he couldn't see anything clearly.

Meng Huan lowered his head again.

The hot spring pool is in the garden of Huangzhuang, surrounded by bamboo forests, directly accessible by a path, and has a quiet atmosphere.

There was a light white mist on the surface of the pool, surrounded by screens, Lin Bozhou took off his uniform and entered the water.

Meng Huan sat down on a cushion beside him, picked up a ladle, scooped up hot spring water and poured it over his shoulders.

Well, it's time to play Sweet Wife again.

hateful!

"Just now I heard that Huanhuan wants to ride a horse too?" Lin Bozhou turned his head halfway, looked at him with dark eyes, and started to talk, "There is a horse farm next to the hunting ground, I will teach Huanhuan how to ride for my husband later, okay. "

"..."

Reminiscent of Lin Bozhou's killing style when he was riding a horse, and thinking of his own kindergarten style of riding a horse, Meng Huan immediately pursed his lower lip a little dullly.

But it is necessary to learn how to ride a horse. This is an ancient means of transportation, just like getting a driver's license.If he runs again in the future and leads a horse, Lin Bozhou will never be able to chase him back.

Meng Huan's face was full of willingness: "Thank you for your hard work, husband."

When he spoke, he felt the warm breath in his ear.

After the strenuous exercise just now, Lin Bozhou became a little excited, his jaw raised slightly, his throat rolled, and he leaned close to the tip of Meng Huan's nose: "Baby Huanhuan..."

The hot water brushed over his body, and he was still in a state of fever.

...seems to be in a rut.

The voice is sluggish.

Meng Huan raised his head abruptly.

Damn!

How could I forget the setting of Begonia in this book!

As long as Lin Bozhou takes off his clothes, the possibility of heat will increase exponentially!

Meng Huan wanted to step back, but his wrist was already held by his hand.

"Huanhuan these two days, have you recalled what happened that night?" Lin Bozhou whispered, his voice hoarse and seductive.

Meng Huan understood in his heart, but stuttered a bit: "What night?"

"The night we had sex."

The back of Meng Huan's ears began to feel hot, and his cheeks and fingers trembled slightly.

"My husband has been thinking about it." Lin Bozhou's words are tantamount to courting him, "Has Huanhuan never thought about it? My husband liked that night very much, and I really want to have a husband and wife relationship with Huanhuan again. Tian Huanhuan seems to be very angry, but her husband never said anything about it."

His tone was calm and composed.

... If you say you haven't done it once, Meng Huan must be sticking to her chastity now, but the two of them have already slept all night, and Meng Huan's mind is a little confused, and he always feels that sleeping again seems... not a big problem?

And... what's weird is that Meng Huan doesn't seem to have a strong psychological rejection of what's going to happen next.

While thinking about how to react, Lin Bozhou's breath had already landed on his lips.

It seems that I have wanted to ask that sentence for a long time, but now I ask: "Is it okay?"

He stretched out his hand, feeling a little cold, and touched Meng Huan's chin, rubbing his lips lightly, the temperature was burning like fire.

"Can I sleep with Huanhuan?" His final voice was almost hoarse.

"..."

Meng Huan's back was tense, and he smelled a very faint smell of blood. He should be terrified, but his whole body is likely to be damned with a high degree of fit. He actually...has no feeling of wanting to refute.

Meng Huan was really at a loss, there was only one thought in his mind:

It’s over.

To be dated.

Still awake this time.

He lowered his head without saying a word, Lin Bozhou seemed to laugh, and when he heard his answer, his lips moved close to him, sticking to him like fog.

... The feeling of touch is exactly the same as Meng Huan's fantasy a few days ago.

The ladle in Meng Huan's hand fell into the water, his shoulders gradually lost strength, a wrist was caught on his back, and he hugged the man into his arms.

... Lin Bozhou was on top immediately, much faster than Meng Huan.Lin Bozhou had never met anyone at the age of 26. He only met Meng Huan that night. Anyone who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time and felt good for the first time would keep regurgitating this feeling.

His lips against Meng Huan were hot, and his chest trembled slightly.

Meng Huan closed his eyes, clenched his fingers tightly, his lips were kissed open, and the tip of his tongue hooked up strangely and skillfully.

... His mind went blank, and Meng Huan realized that he was kissing Lin Bozhou when he heard the sticky sound between his lips and teeth.

It felt really weird.

Lin Bozhou was covered in a cold and wet gray mist. Meng Huan couldn't see him clearly, but he was wrapped in him and began to heat up.

Numbness arose on the tip of his tongue and in his brain, and Meng Huan's whole body went limp, and he fell down uncontrollably. Hearing the sound of splashing into the water, he was so wet from the hot spring water that he was hugged even tighter into Lin Bozhou's arms .

"Remember? That night?"

When Lin Bozhou kissed him, Yin Yin asked repeatedly.

Meng Huan just felt at a loss, the answer seemed to be unimportant to their current progress.From a male college student, a married man without feelings, to an adult with a sexual life, it seems logical that Meng Huan's psychological construction has reached this stage.

... woo woo woo fell.

It's a bad boy qwq.

Indulging in lust before feeling love.

Just as Meng Huan grunted in his heart, a man's hoarse and patient voice sounded next to his ears: "Huanhuan, turn around, okay?"

"..."

Meng Huan vaguely realized something, turned around in the water, and Lin Bozhou's seemingly slender but powerful hand fell to his waist.

……

The screen blocks everything here.

But not far away, there were attendants waiting for him before.

At this moment, they lowered their heads and quietly exited the bamboo forest.

The ripples of the water rippled layer by layer, and the sound of water sounded, and the fog seemed to become thicker.

Meng Huan's white fingers supported his forehead, the backs of his fingers tensed, and he tried his best to cover his flushed face, his knees ached from the stones.

He is like a little mermaid trapped on the shore, unable to enter the water or land, and can only wait for the prince to pick him up.

……

Lin Bozhou chuckled happily behind his ears.

With an airy sound that is hard to ignore.

……

……

……

The sky in the bamboo forest was getting dark, and at some point, a voice sounded from outside the screen.

"Prince, princess."