When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

"Xiaosheng has had a lot of experience from obscurity to the present. If you just rely on empty words, I am afraid that you will have been killed."

The slender hand gradually descended, flowing between the chest and the abdomen.

Pu Yangzheng felt that his lower abdomen was tight, and suddenly grabbed Qi Yanyue's hand, with a snorting in his throat.

"Do not want to be arrogant!"

"What? The general wants to punish me?"

There was no trace of scruples in his tone. Qi Yan's hand was not retracted, but he grabbed Puyang Zheng's hand.

Puyang Zheng was miniaturized, but he was caught by Qi Yan.

"you……"

"General, can you imagine the curse?"

Suddenly the topic changed, Pu Yang froze for a moment, and there was a little more seriousness in Qi Yan's eyes: "You said."

"It is rumored that the general's widowing his wife repeatedly is a curse, let alone that the general is fighting in the battlefield, and his soul is turned into an injustice to revenge. However, because the general is a just and masculine person, he can't get close, so the people around him will die one after another."

"All nonsense!" Puyang Zheng snorted.

"It's nonsense, it's not nonsense." Qi Yanyi pointed out.

"How to say?"

Pu Yangzheng looked up at him, but asked him to suddenly lean down...

"The general wants to know that the little student will get some benefits..."

Pu Yangzheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt the soft touch on his lips incredulously. The unique sweet fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Although it was fragrant, he didn't feel feminine at all. Instead, it enchanted a little evil spirit.

Licking the thin lips of each other thinly, sometimes biting lightly, sometimes containing it, like playing.

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 5]

"You--!" Pushed him away violently, Pu Yangzheng frowned, glared at Qi Yan, and there was a hint of ruddy on his cheek.

"General, Mo Yao too trusts the emperor." Ignoring Puyang Zheng's dissatisfaction, Qi Yan turned to sit aside and poured himself a cup of tea leisurely.

Puyang Zheng trusted the Emperor too much, and sincerely turned his head.

But will the emperor trust him in other places? Oh, it's a joke.

A family holding military power for generations, the emperor will only doubt and guard against it.

"You are..."

"Xiaosheng is tired today, General, please come back." Qi Yan licked the corner of his mouth without looking up at him: "If the general believes in me, then he will come again. If the general does not believe, what is happening today, what has never happened today I have heard."

The merciless delivery of guests made Puyang Zheng's face look cold, but his words were ambiguous, unbelievable but revealing a hint of danger. Puyang Zheng bowed his head, thinking about it, he finally bowed his hands.

After Pu Yangzheng left, the house fell silent.

Qi Yan was drinking tea as if no one else had ever appeared in the room, only himself, tasting tea quietly.

For a long time, a breeze floated, blowing away the dry heat of a room.

"Come out and give me today's news."

A man suddenly jumped off the room beam. A black suit reveals the man's sturdy figure.

Come over with a laugh, the man with purple eyes glowing with evil light is different from ordinary people, more like a demon.

"Are you really interested in that general?" Qi Yan's chin was gently lifted, the man slowly approached, and finally stopped at a finger distance.

"It has nothing to do with you." Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and opened his hand unkindly.

"Why has nothing to do with me, but the general and I are rivals..."

"Love rival?" Qi Yan chuckled: "If you are a love rival with him, then I must choose him."

"It's sad." The man's smile on his face was not sad at all.

After hearing the words, Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and ignored him.