[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Chapter 343 The little prince is so milky

Pei Ling became anxious. His fingers brushed over Luo Ning's portrait, and his breathing became heavy. He wanted to rub this person into his bones day and night. Two years later, this desire has not diminished.

On the contrary, it became more and more intense, and a row of spikes seemed to grow from the tip of the heart, which could not be suppressed at all.

The affairs in the barracks are complicated, but they are not important, and can be handed over to his subordinates. He should return to the capital.

The current His Majesty should understand what emotion is, and he can freely express his love.

Thinking of the figure in his memory, Pei Ling's eyes darkened.

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The news of General Pei's return to the court caused heated discussions in the court. Now that Pei Ling's reputation is extremely high, with 30 troops in his hand, and he has conquered the northwest border, how could such a figure not be taken seriously.

While lamenting that Zhao's family is full of great talents, and at the same time, he couldn't help secretly looking at Luo Ning's expression, and his thoughts turned a few times.

His Majesty seems to use General Zhao again, but now that General Pei has made outstanding achievements, how can His Majesty not be afraid? What the emperor hates the most is to overshadow the Lord. General Pei still holds the military power. For the sake of the stability of the throne, I don't know if His Majesty really values ​​Zhao. General.

If General Zhao was smarter, he should take the initiative to hand over his military power, otherwise he might end up in a miserable end.

Luo Ning didn't know the suspicion of the officials, so he imagined a cunning scene. When he saw Pei Ling's letter, he was secretly ecstatic, and wished that the team returning to the court could make great progress.

Sitting on the dragon chair, I was in a panic, and I didn't even have the patience to review the memorial.

In Luo Ning's anticipation, he finally heard the news that Pei Ling was approaching the capital. The sound of horses' hoofs and footsteps on the stone slabs made a dull sound. On both sides of the street, there were noisy people standing along the road to greet the city gate. When the footsteps of iron hooves were getting closer and closer, and a row of tall horses slowly entered the city gate, the surrounding people suddenly became excited and looked at the city gate curiously and excitedly. A young general, even in his thirties, has already made great contributions.

With a powerful general, they have a sense of security in their lives, and the storyteller in the teahouse has preached many heroic deeds about this general, and everyone in the meeting is full of admiration.

Seeing the figure of the general at the front getting closer and closer, they all raised their smiling faces, huh!

This general is really handsome, but the key point is that his majestic aura is not comparable to that of ordinary people. The evil spirit tainted on the battlefield just wants to make people surrender.

Luo Ning brought all the officials and hurriedly went to the gate of the palace to greet her. The celebration banquet was also carefully prepared, and she was waiting for Pei Ling to come back soon.

He heard the sound of horseshoes clearly in his ears, Luo Ning looked at the figure sitting on the tall horse, from far to near, under the warm colors of the setting sun, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, only a blurry silhouette, but strongly familiar The feeling made Luo Ning's heart beat violently.

Sensing something, Pei Ling suddenly looked at each other. Looking at the handsome figure of his Majesty, Pei Ling softened his eyebrows, tightened the reins, and ran quickly to the gate of the palace.

His Majesty's facial features were opened a bit, he was still fair and handsome, his eyes were moist, his lips were flushed, and his eyes were looking so beautiful, wearing a golden dragon robe, he was a little taller, standing there tenderly , caught his eye at a glance.

When approaching, Pei Ling reined in the reins, turned over and dismounted neatly, knelt on the ground with one knee, and looked at Luo Ning with burning eyes, "Minister Zhao Ling sees Your Majesty!"

Luo Ning quickly helped him up, "There's no need for so much politeness between you and me."

"The battlefield is difficult and dangerous, as long as you are in good health, I will rest assured."

Pei Ling has changed a lot, causing Luo Ning to be in a trance for a moment. The former Pei Ling's face was gorgeous, like a dangerous poppy, with a fragile beauty.

But now the other party's body is much stronger, with lean muscles on his body, tougher outlines, sharper eyebrows, and rougher skin, a light wheat color, and a sharp aura all over his body.

But whether it's Pei Ling who looks like a sickly beauty, or Pei Ling who is showing his sharpness now, Luo Ning likes them all.

There are too many other people around, even though I have a lot of things to say in my heart, I can only maintain calm for the time being.

Pei Ling looked at Luo Ning at the banquet. The seat next to the other party was empty, and a smile fainted in his eyes. It's a pity that he has to abide by etiquette at this meeting, and he can't step forward to peel fruit for His Majesty.

The two looked at each other, and they were not interested in watching the performance in the center of the venue. This grand banquet was also to show the officials how much he valued Pei Ling.

In a happy mood, it was inevitable that he drank two more glasses. Luo Ning's face flushed slightly, and the breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers blew in, making him feel drunk. He stood up, unable to drink, so he said he would go back to the bedroom to rest first.

Pei Ling also stood up, "Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well, and I want to find a place to bathe and change clothes."

Luo Ning immediately said: "Aiqing, let's go to my bedroom. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I have something to discuss with Aiqing."

Ignoring the din of the banquet, Pei Ling followed behind. The layout of the palace did not change much. The road to the imperial garden has been walked thousands of times, and every step is very familiar.

This place was what Pei Ling hated the most before, but his treasure is here, so he wants to come back here.

As soon as he arrived at Luo Ning's bedroom, Pei Ling followed his own desire, stretched out his arms and hugged Luo Ning's waist tightly, his strength was so heavy that he seemed to be rubbing into his bones, and murmured in a low voice, "I've been in the army for so many years. Think about your Majesty."

"When I left His Majesty, would Your Majesty blame me?"

Luo Ning shook her head, buried her chin in Pei Ling's neck, sniffed the other person's breath, and replied softly, "I miss my brother too."

Pei Ling took a deep breath, his eyes were dark, and he hugged Luo Ning hard. He thought that time can change many things. The young man who relied on him at the beginning might forget him, and power can change a person.

Maybe the person who trusted him the most would be jealous of him. What Pei Ling feared most was the alienated look in his eyes. If he lost this person, then there would be no point in his hard work.

Fortunately, His Majesty still looked at him closely, would call him brother obediently, and would cling to his arms intimately. Everything he was panicking about did not exist.

Pei Ling's uneasiness finally dissipated, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his empty chest was finally filled.

He brushed Luo Ning's cheeks with his fingers to cover up the heat in his eyes. Just hugging like this was not enough, the flames in his heart seemed to burst out, making his bones ache slightly, and he wanted more and more.

But he can't scare His Majesty, Pei Ling took a deep breath, the future will be long, one day, he will be able to completely occupy His Majesty.

Gently let Luo Ning go, "I'm not clean, I'll clean it up first, and then I'll talk to His Majesty about the military affairs."

Luo Ning's face hurt a little from the armor on his body, and he ordered someone to bring in a set of soft obscene clothes.

He won't let Pei Ling go back tonight, anyway, they used to sleep in the same bed, and when they meet again after a long absence, of course they need to get close.

The room was filled with the atmosphere of Luo Ning's nostalgia, and the candlelight seemed to be glowing with warmth.

Pei Ling cleaned quickly, with black and smooth hair draped behind his back, beautiful facial features, crow-green eyelashes, and the lines softened by the light, like a seductive demon.

Luo Ning looked at it for a while in amazement, and went up to wipe Pei Ling's hair. Why is it so beautiful? I'm afraid there is no one in the world who is more beautiful than Pei Ling.

Pei Ling felt that little hand sliding across his face, and lowered his head in amused manner. Beauty is also a weapon used to seduce this person.

The quilt around him sank, and Luo Ning rolled over and rolled into Pei Ling's arms. His feet were also placed on Pei Ling's body. It may be because Pei Ling's physique has strengthened, and his body temperature is no longer cold. It was icy and cool, but there was a sense of warmth, which made Luo Ning feel very comfortable.

He rubbed against Pei Ling's arms and felt that his cheeks were a bit hard. He subconsciously touched Pei Ling's chest, his eyes widened in surprise. Pei Ling actually had chest muscles. He touched it curiously, and it felt very good. , strong and elastic, he moved and touched down, and his abdominal muscles also appeared. What an enviable curvature, he felt that he should have an eight pack.

Obviously they are all skinny, but Pei Ling actually grew stronger with his back on his back, unlike himself, who is busy with government affairs, and it is good to have no hair loss, no belly fat, no fat, naturally it is impossible to have such a good figure that he dreams of.

suck...

Luo Ning was a bit lingering, but in the next moment, his little hand was caught, Pei Ling was beside his face, breathing in his ears, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you want to see it?"

Luo Ning was so frightened that she withdrew her little hand, her face was flushed, and Pei Ling even started to ask. Of course he wanted to see it, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he always felt a little excited and a little nervous.

Pei Ling gave a low laugh, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, as if he was wearing a hook, Luo Ning couldn't help but blushed and became hot, staring blankly at the slender fingers with sharp knuckles, which landed on the tie of the clothes , and slowly untied the lace, the movement was clearly not too ambiguous, but there was a kind of ??.

Like a hidden treasure, it reveals its inner charm bit by bit.

Luo Ning suddenly felt a little thirsty. After untying the lace of his clothes, his abdomen was covered with wheat-colored muscles, with distinct blocks and perfect shape.

But the fly in the ointment was that the skin was left with many knife wounds and scratches. After a long time, only scars remained. Among them, there should be arrow wounds on the shoulders. There were too many scars, and Luo Ning saw it all at once.

He didn't care about admiring the opponent's body, and focused his eyes on those wounds. After thinking about it, he knew how it was possible not to bleed on the battlefield, and he didn't know how many injuries Pei Ling had suffered, it must be very painful.

How did Pei Ling, who is so weak, persevere?

Luo Ning became depressed, her throat was a little sore, she stroked it carefully, and asked softly, "Brother, are you afraid on the battlefield?"