Chapter 164:

The emperor really left Jiang.
Jiang also stood in front of the door of Anshang Temple. The father-in-law confessed to him about things in seven, seven, eight, eight, and he was still in a trance.
"The things you are at Zhenzhentai, take them today. The emperor said that you don't have to be in the hall every day. On the side of the nineth prince, our family will explain it clearly ..." What the rest said, Jiang did not Pay too much attention, anyway, these are irrelevant things. He was thinking about why the emperor had asked him to set up the prince just now ... It wasn't that he was thinking arbitrarily. Anyone who listened to the emperor's words would have a feeling of being about to be executed.
"Okay, you go." Mu Gong justice, "Come here at night, our family will arrange accommodation for you."
"Well ... oh no, yes." Jiang also nodded dumbly. The father-in-law didn't say much, and turned to go to the Anshang Temple.
Jiang also thought about the underground stairs in a trance, just a few steps away, and suddenly there was footsteps in his ears. But he didn't notice it at all, until someone put him on the shoulder: "Yeer."
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wei Lin looking at him badly.
Yomo saw a familiar face, and Jiang suddenly broke free from the tense atmosphere in Anshang Temple, and took a long breath: "It's you ..."
Wei Lin's eyes narrowed, his expression somewhat strange and authentic: "Not me, who else is calling you?"
"No, hey, I feel like I've experienced the moment of life and death just now," Jiang Ye said. "Your father talked to you before?"
"Yeah. My dad doesn't talk to me, doesn't he talk to you?" Wei Lin asked in a bad tone.
Jiang also looked at him, and the two started walking side by side unconsciously.
"Oh, I just want to know what Lao Zhangren said to you." Facing Wei Lin's poor tone, Jiang also began to reply without hesitation.
"Lao Zhang Ren?" Wei Lin sneered with a bit of dissatisfaction, "That's your father-in-law, don't scream."
"We do not lie to you because Wei Wei is a little student."
Wei Lin didn't reply, and Jiang looked at his deflated appearance, feeling inexplicably better.
"Why? Admit it?" Jiang Ye quipped with a smile.
Wei Lin raised his eyes to look at him, and Jiang also discovered that he not only talked weirdly, but even his eyes. Originally thinking, waiting for Wei Lin to tell him what happened in Anshang Hall, now looking at Wei Lin, he didn't know where to start.
So Jiang put away the joke and said seriously: "Do you know if the general is back?"
"Oh."
"What does" oh "mean?"
"Just know what it means."
"Know you can't say know?"
"know."
Wei Lin had a cold attitude. When he said this, his eyes did not fall on Jiang Ye, but he looked at the road seriously. It seemed that Jiang Ye, who had always turned his head to look at his face and spoke, was particularly affectionate. Jiang became more and more angry, and his voice sank: "Don't you know that you are so rude?"
"What about me?"
"You just talked to the floor tiles." Jiang also only left such a sentence, the pace suddenly rose quickly, apparently did not want to ignore Wei Lin.
Jiang also went out in two steps, and Wei Lin hurriedly caught up, and asked impatiently, "Where are you going so fast?"
"Return to the real platform." Jiang also asked for granted.
"What are you doing back to the real platform?"
"The general is on the stage, I'll ask him." Jiang also said, "I don't know if it's over now, but I think I should be over ..." When it comes to this part, Jiang also wants to join forces. He told Wei Lin about the story of An Shangdian. As a result, who knew that he hadn't waited for him to finish, Wei Lin said fiercely: "Come on, then you go quickly, without delaying you."
He said, even his steps stopped, as if he didn't plan to accompany him in the past.
Jiang also stopped and looked at him sideways, his brows curled up and said: "Are you sick?"
"It's okay, you can go." Wei Lin said, even waved his hand, a rush to do.
Jiang Ye was so angry that he was too lazy to deal with Wei Lin and turned away.
Going out for a while, Jiang didn't hear any movement behind him. Originally Wei Lin was wearing armor, and there would always be the sound of friction between the pieces of the action. This was really quiet, only his own footsteps. Originally coming out of the Anshang Temple, Jiang was shocked, and Wei Lin came up with all the taunts in the three or two sentences, and gave him a sigh of relief.
What's the matter? Jiang also complained in his heart.
"Would you try another step for Lao Tzu?"
All went out far away, Wei Lin shouted suddenly behind him.
Jiang also turned his head and glared at him: "Are you going to break my leg?" After he finished, he continued to walk, faster and faster, and he didn't intend to ignore the strange Wei Lin today.
Walking, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps behind him. Jiang also thought that Wei Lin should catch up, and didn't think about it. Just walking alone, he was caught by Wei Lin's wrist at the next moment. He had great strength and suddenly hurt him.
"His--" Jiang also took a deep breath, still stubbornly pulling his hand away.
Wei Lin used 10% of his strength to make Jiang unable to break free. He first grabbed his hand, and later suspected that Jiang had been struggling too much, so he used his old methods-he turned around and hugged Jiang Ye, and he resisted on his shoulders.
"Are you sick? Let Lao Tzu come down!" Jiang also struggled and scolded.
"Yes, I'm sick." Wei Lin said angrily, and took Jiang to the opposite direction.
"Hurry up and let me go back to the real station."
"Shut up, you, or I will break your leg." Wei Lin said fiercely.
Wei Lin's stride was large, and in less than a few incense kung fu, in the face of the palace people's astonishment, Jiang also carried Jiang directly to his residence. He threw Jiang on the couch, turned around and immediately put the latch on.
"Don't make trouble, I really have something to go back." Jiang said impatiently.
Wei Lin turned a deaf ear to his words, and pressed Jiang on the couch wholeheartedly.
Pai Jiangya's belt.
Jiang also kicked his legs indiscriminately, but the injured leg could not be used, and it had no effect at all. In front of Wei Lin's toughness, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Wei Lin pressed on him, suspecting that he was struggling, and bit him Jiang Ye's neck. This bite was a real bite, and it hurt and itchy, and Jiang was also trembling, struggling for half of it.
"Are you a dog?" Jiang also scolded over his neck.
Wei Lin ignored him, and began to untie his shirt. At once, a large chest was exposed, and even the wound with the tender pink new meat on his head was also in his eyes.
More than half of the reason came back, Wei Lin finally remembered that Jiang also had a wound on his leg. If he was not careful, he might have to make him add another injury.
He lay on Jiang's shoulder and whispered, "Can you be a little conscious?"
"What consciousness should I have?" Jiang also shoved him, trying to escape from Wei Lin's imprisonment. It's a pity that Wei Lin pressed on him like a dead man and couldn't push it away for a long time.
Wei Lin held back in his heart for a long time, and he just couldn't tell the truth, so he had to change the sentence: "A bit of a conscious consciousness."
"No, what hatred do I have with you?"
"Then you say where are you going?"
"I'm going to come to Zhenzhen." Jiang Ye said, "You really don't want to make trouble, hurry down, I have something to do."
"What business is more important than me."
"I said you are crazy." Jiang also loosed his hands with two hands and completely gave up the struggle of force. He wanted to make sense with emotion, and patiently said to Wei Lin, "The general will enter the palace. On the previous side, if the general went out, he would not be able to say anything. "
After this sentence was finished, Wei Lin was completely sexual. He got up from Jiang Ye, threw off his armor and threw it on the ground three or two times, leaving only white blouses and obscene pants.
Jiang also took advantage of the chaos to run, but was dragged by Wei Lin's big hand and was thrown onto the couch.
"Don't mess up, I'm in no mood now."
"No mood with me? Then who do you have mood with?" Wei Lin said, starting to steal Jiang Ye's obscene pants.
"What are you talking about? Are you crazy?"
"Yeah, it's crazy. If you have the ability, you can run out. If you can't run, then be honest ..." Wei Lin finished and kissed his mouth firmly, anyway, the meaning was very clear. Don't let Jiang also say.
He kissed seriously, did not stop his hand, groped around, and pinched Jiang Ye's sensitive places where he would not touch. Anyway, Jiang is also a big man with normal needs. Even if he can withstand Wei Lin's seduce, it will not be long before he gets down and stands up, leaning on Wei Lin's lap.
Wei Lin reached out with satisfaction to help him, and took the opportunity to start attacking the rear. Jiang gasped in his ears until he became louder and louder. He carefully pulled Jiang also to put a leg on his shoulder and drove inwardly.
"Can you be a little conscious, huh?"
"Everything, all said ... Um ... what a consciousness ..."
"How can you let others rub your head ... I haven't rubbed it ..."
Wei Lin said, simply reaching out and pulling Jiangye's bun.
"It hurts ... lightly cut?" Jiang also scolded with blushing.
Instead, Wei Lin increased his efforts more maliciously: "Where does it hurt?"
"Hair! Ahhh! Headache !!!"
"I will give you a chance to say it again ..."
"Do it, do it ... don't talk nonsense ... Um ... I ..."
Suddenly, Wei Lin's waist was broken because of Wei Lin, and Jiang Ye just got his clue from Wei Lin's words.
Dare to feel Wei Lin started to be inexplicable from the moment he met, because he saw him talking to Xue Ziqin, and Xue Ziqin rubbed his hair.
what is this? Are you jealous? Which kind of vinegar?
Jiang Ye's hair spread out and his shirt was messy, so Wei Lin disarmed and surrendered in less than usual time.
There was still a lot of things I wanted to discuss with Wei Lin, but suddenly he was dragged to bed and fought a bit. Jiang was so angry that he didn't want to talk at all, and he lay sideways on the couch to play dead bodies.
Wei Lin, like a puppy, had to get up, bury his head in his neck, and put his hands around his waist.
"So are you conscious now?" Wei Lin said in a muffled voice.
Jiang impatiently "tipped" and was unwilling to answer.
Wei Lin is usually quite frank, and there are very few troubles. He saw Jiang Ye willingly rubbing his head by Xue Ziqin across the old man's distance, and immediately a burst of jealousy ignited. If Xue Ziqin was not at the gate of Anshang Temple at that time, he was still in the barracks, and even if he was to be hung up and beaten by Xue Ziqin, he would definitely rush over to protect Jiang from rubbing.
Possession is so inexplicable that Wei Ming didn't think there was anything.
...... So Jiang Ye's attitude is still in question. If Jiang is also disgusted and avoids Xue Ziqin's hand, at least he will not be so angry.
Wei Lin rubbed his neck again: "I don't like it, I don't allow it, I'm not happy."
"Are you three years old?"
"Then you're better off when I'm three years old." Wei Lin twisted, "Mine, no."
"... I am looking for the general to have a business."
"If you say it again, I will come again."
"Hah, you really want to laugh at me." Jiang Ye sarcastically said, "Just you? So fast? Come again?"
Wei Lin's complexion instantly dimmed: "I tell you, men's self-esteem is terrible."
But Jiang did not see Wei Lin's expression, because Wei Lin hugged him from behind him. From Wei Lin's tone, Jiang did not realize that the crisis was appearing quietly.
Until he saw something stiff and hot again in his stock.
"... I haven't hurt yet."
"You can rest assured that I will be more careful!" Wei puppy said.