Grumpy male concubine dressed as a villain

Chapter 11

Not long after, the carriage stopped as the reins came down, and the coachman walked into the carriage and helped the weak man out of the carriage.

The man raised his head, and in front of him was an extremely familiar house, a place he both resented and hopelessly longed for.

The coachman skillfully supported the man and walked to a dormitory. The guard outside the door opened the door very naturally when he saw this.

A man in black clothes stood with his back to the door. When he heard the sound, he pursed his thin lips and turned his face slightly.

The coachman helped the man into the door, leaned over and bowed, then bowed his head and retreated.

The door was closed, and the man in the black lotus coat lifted his hat, revealing his beautiful facial features and the imprint of the petals on his right forehead.

He was panting for a long time, thick sweat hung on his forehead, his face was pale and rosy, and the contact was a little abrupt, and his tense expression was full of pain.

He untied the long belt that bound the lotus robe around his neck, and wrapped his arms around the waist of the man in black from behind.

"give me……"

The voice is soft, like a weak murmur, but also like a deep love that cannot be restrained.

The black-clothed man turned around, his phoenix eyes raised slightly: "What? Did you come here to look for me at this time?"

The man said, pinching his jaw: "Huayang, Huayang, what do you think of me?"

Huayang's cheeks were rosy, her peach lips were slightly parted, her eyes were misty, and she kept breathing out, her lower jaw was raised slightly, revealing the smooth lines straight down her neck, and she looked extremely alluring: "Azhe, please, give me... hot……"

Jiang Zhe smiled, so he didn't seem to understand: "Oh? What do you want?"

"I want... I want you, I want you, Ah Zhe."

The rationality in Huayang's mind has long been overwhelmed by the irrepressible lust.

"Who am I?" Jiang Zhe asked slyly.

"Jiang Zhe, no, husband..."

"It's really impossible for you."

At the end of Jiang Zhe's words, he picked him up by the waist, strode to the side of the bed, put him on the bed, then leaned down, and kissed his delicate lips.

The kiss was so hot, the moment he touched it, the thing on his body made Hua Yang's heart itch even more, and he couldn't help wanting more.

Huayang hugged the back of his neck unconsciously, and while deepening the kiss, her legs wrapped around his waist, and her whole body was involuntarily moved.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, the skin is close to each other, and the panting is graceful, and the room is full of spring.

The belt was untied, Xia Yi slipped off her fair skin, and the two were entangled again.

Hua Yang couldn't stop, but at this moment, the person on her body suddenly stopped moving.

"Don't stop..." Hua Yang blurted out.

Jiang Zhe touched his lips, lowered his eyes affectionately: "A Yang, how do I treat you?"

With tears in her beautiful eyes, Huayang nodded unconsciously.

Jiang Zhe pinched his chin: "Then should you reciprocate?"

Huayang nodded again, and stretched out her long arms to wrap around the back of his neck.

Jiang Zhe lay down following his movements, and buried his head in his ear.

Hua Yang turned his head and said something in his ear, Jiang Zhe's eyes lit up, and he bowed his head and kissed him.

"A Yang, you're so good, I'm here to reward you for my husband."

"Um……"

The golden curtain of the walking bed fell, and a piece of scorching music was sung.

The well-trained guards outside the door couldn't help flushing when they heard the sound.

This fierce battle lasted until the early morning before coming to an end.

Jiang Zhe got up and put on his clothes, looked back at the sleeping person on the bed, smiled comfortably, then turned around and stepped out the door without the slightest nostalgia.

Seeing him coming out, the guard outside the door hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Master, how are you?"

"There is indeed a funny thing," Jiang Zhe twisted the fastened cuff, "I need to verify it."

"It's a good thing to gain something." The guard said, looking sideways at the closed door, swallowing, "Then... what should I do with that person inside?"

Jiang Zhe smiled: "Don't bother him yet, let someone wash him after he wakes up, and then send someone to send him back. Don't let anyone see the clue."

"But what if he wakes up and looks for you?"

"No." Jiang Zhe shook his head and denied, "Everyone gets what they need. He needs my people, and I need his information. How can he be sincere? He is a smart person, and so am I. Love is not a thing. It suits us."

Jiang Zhe patted the guard's shoulder: "You are still young, so you will naturally know about it in the future."

Watching Jiang Zhe leave, the young guard scratched his head for some unknown reason.