Shang Jun's eyes instantly burst into flames, he walked in, locked the door quietly, and walked towards Shen Yu.

The young man who had just bathed simply put on his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, which was dazzlingly white against the background of the red clothes.

Drops of water fell from the hair and soaked into the clothes, leaving a trail of wetness.

Under the candlelight, the youth's temperament is like a demon, and the lazy appearance becomes more and more seductive.

A lover looks like this, but it can only be seen and can't be eaten. It is indeed a sweet punishment.

In order not to scare people, Shang Junlin restrained the burning emotion in his eyes and approached the young man step by step.

"How is Ayu going to punish me?" After approaching, Shang Junlin reached out his hand subconsciously, wanting to take the young man into his arms.

Shen Yu stretched out a hand and placed it on Shang Junlin's chest.

Shang Junlin stopped and looked at Shen Yu suspiciously: "Ayu?"

His eyes were filled with scorching heat that could not be ignored, sliding inch by inch across Shen Yu's skin, as if there were a pair of invisible hands stroking down his gaze.

Shen Yu's body gradually smudged crimson.

"Since it's punishment, of course Your Majesty will listen to me." Shen Yu felt his throat hoarse and cleared his throat.

"Okay, I will listen to Ayu." His mouth was polite, but his eyes were still presumptuous.

"The first thing Your Majesty will do," Shen Yu glanced at the arm on his waist, "Let go of me and take a step back."

Shang Junlin did as he did, with a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

Satisfied with his obedience, Shen Yu turned and walked towards the interior: "Your Majesty, follow along."

Hearing the sound of footsteps following him not far or near, the corners of his lips twitched in a gloomy mood.

Entering the room, the heat became more and more obvious. Shang Junlin looked around and found the source of the heat behind the screen.

- It's a huge tub.

The hot air is rising from the bathtub, spreading out in mid-air, filling the entire space.

Shen Yu didn't stop, and walked straight towards the tub. When he was about to arrive, he turned his head and sent an invitation: "Your Majesty, do you want to join us?"

The red shirt slipped off his shoulders, and Shang Junlin's eyes fell on it, unable to move away for a long time.

His throat rolled violently, he walked over, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will wait for Ayu to take a bath."

Red slipped completely.

Before Shen Yu could react, he was picked up by Shang Junlin's waist, and moved gently into the water.

Shen Yu looked up at Shang Junlin.

The man's eyes rolled with uncontrollable emotions. He saw himself in those narrow and long phoenix eyes, and only himself.

The fair-skinned arm stretched out from the water, hooked the man's neck, and let out a deep sigh: "Your Majesty, do you like it?"

"I like it." Shang Jun stroked the young man's back, his sleeves submerged in the water, becoming the only black color in the water.

Ice muscle snow bone.

Shang Junlin has always known that Shen Yu is beautiful, and the young man at this moment is so beautiful that he can't take his eyes away. Except for the young man, he can't let go of anything else in his eyes and heart.

He wanted to imprint his imprint on the youth's snow-like skin, to let the red plum blossom slowly on this snow, and to let the youth have his marks from the inside out...

He wanted to completely occupy the young man in front of him.

"Ayu..." Shang Junlin's voice became even more hoarse, and with an inexorable desire, he closed his eyes, not wanting the emotions in his eyes to scare the young man.

With the man's hand behind his back, Shen Yu let go of one hand and slid down the man's shirt, finally staying on the girdle.

"Your Majesty, the clothes are wet." Shen Yu raised his head, revealing his graceful neck.

Shang Junlin was still wearing the imperial uniform that showed his identity as an emperor, and his hair was meticulously tied behind his head. On the other hand, he was gloomy, his black hair was scattered, and the water droplets slid down his shoulders and submerged in the water.

Shen Yu moved his fingers slightly, and the girdle was undone.

"Didn't your majesty say to serve me?"

Under the steaming heat, the snow was dyed pink, and the whole body, except for the lips, was red like a tempting ripe fruit.

Shang Junlin's throat rolled, and the color of his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He clearly felt the changes in his body due to the movements of the youth.

He indulged the fire in his heart to spread.

A raging fire burns everything.

"I will definitely satisfy Ayu." Shang Junlin raised his other hand slowly.

The robe fell, followed by the middle...

During the whole process, his eyes always fell on Shen Yu, as if to ignite the fire on the young man.

Shen Yu didn't avoid his eyes either, leaning halfway on the edge of the tub, so he could watch Shang Junlin's performance in his spare time.

The last piece of cover was useless, Shen Yu slightly opened his eyes, ripples rippled on the surface of the water, and before Shen Yu could react, the man had already sat in.

A bigger wave swayed on the surface of the water, and Shen Yu flashed and fell into the man's arms.

Shang Junlin did what he said, washed it carefully, and did not let go of a single place.

Shen Yu took a breath and grabbed his fingers on the edge of the tub with a slight force: "I didn't let you wash like this..."

Warm water poured in along the gap, and Shen Yu's fingers tensed sharply.

The white snow was dyed with a more gorgeous color than before, and the blossoming red plum blossoms on it, with the trembling of the water waves, it is extremely beautiful.

"Didn't Ayu say that I should wait for you to take a bath?" Shang Junlin smiled in a low voice, "I should try my best to make Ayu satisfied."

"Ayu, do you like it?"

"I only let you do what you should do, not what you shouldn't do!" Shen Yu took a bite on the man's shoulder as if venting his hatred.

Shang Junlin's hands kept moving, Shen Yu quickly let go of his strength, and fell softly into the man's arms, letting others do what he wanted.

There are more and more red plums blooming on the snow, and a few low-pitched sobbings are occasionally mixed with the sound of the water, which is heart-wrenching.

The blisters were not good for a long time, so Shang Junlin took out the young man who was soft and fluffed up, pulled a cape and wrapped it up at will, and walked to the bed.

"Bastard..." Shen Yu shrank in his arms, even his voice was trembling.

"Ayu, you won't be able to stand it if you don't make some preparations in advance." Shang Jun said coldly, but there was a storm in his eyes.

He wants to really own this person.

Shang Junlin has had this idea for more than a day or two. Ordinary contact has long been unable to satisfy him. He wants to have a deeper level of depression.

Shen Yu was lying on his back on the bed, with one arm on his forehead, the crimson spread down his neck and submerged into the quilt.

Shang Junlin stood on top and looked at him intently.

"Ayu..." Gently brushing away the hair on Shen Yu's cheeks, Shang Junlin's voice was as mellow as liquor, "I want you."

Shen Yu moved his arm away and looked at him without blinking: "If I say no, will Your Majesty not continue?"

Shang Junlin was silent.

The arrow had to be on the string, and obviously he wouldn't.

Shen Yu didn't really want to refuse. As early as the first time he acquiesced, he was ready to accept Shang Junlin, although Shang Junlin forcibly stopped because of him.

To be honest, Shen Yu was very surprised at that time, not to mention that there were many times later that Shang Junlin stopped when he frowned, and each time it was a shallow taste.

Such forbearance is really rare for an emperor.

However, Shen Yu also resisted this a little bit. He didn't resist Shang Junlin, or he wouldn't let Shang Junlin harass him every time. He just felt that he couldn't bear it.

Shang Junlin's physical strength is too good.

While thinking wildly, Shang Junlin had already leaned over to kiss him.

The soft kiss fell on the forehead, the eyes, the tip of the nose... all the way down, and finally took the gloomy lips and tasted it carefully.

Shen Yuqing couldn't help hugging him, indulging in this different tender kiss.

"Well……"

Suddenly, a muffled groan overflowed from Shen Yu's throat, the crimson color faded from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his brows furrowed tightly due to the pain.

There was no sign of Shang Junlin's actions.

Shen Yu grabbed the things under his hand tightly, Shang Junlin let go of his lips, and the pain finally overflowed.

It hurts so much.

This is the only feeling of depression at the moment.

Shen Yu just wanted to curl himself up, but under the restraint of the man, he could only be forced to stretch.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he was quickly kissed off by the man.

"Ayu, I am happy with you." Shang Jun kissed the side of Shen Yu's ear, and the low voice entered Shen Yu's ear, extremely gentle, but his actions were tough and could not be refused.

A violent storm swept in, dragging depression into the center of the storm.

Ups and downs.

As dawn broke, the young man rang out from the tent with a sobbing voice: "I'm sleepy..."

A snow-white wrist stretched out the red tent, and after a while, it was held by the other hand and brought back.

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy." The man's voice was full of contentment.

Shen Yu didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already noon. He moved his body and took a breath.

There is no place where the pain is not screaming.

Shen Yu slumped back down.

The curtain of the bed was opened, and a man in a royal robe walked in with hot porridge: "Ayu woke up?"

Shen Yu looked away, not wanting to look at the culprit who made him feel uncomfortable everywhere.

The well-fed Shang Junlin didn't care that Shen Yu made a little temper, and put the porridge on the table aside: "Are you hungry?"

"No..." Shen Yu closed his mouth abruptly, it was hard to imagine that such a hoarse voice was from him.

Shang Junlin sat beside the bed and carried Shen Yu out: "Drink some water first."

The water fed to the mouth was sweet, and the throat was uncomfortable and thirsty. After drinking a cup in Shang Junlin's hand, he felt that his throat was a little better.

"Your Majesty didn't seem to be receiving a punishment yesterday, but rather a reward." Shen Yu gave him an angry look.

"I didn't restrain myself." Shang Jun Rin kissed Shen Yu's forehead, but if he could do it all over again, he wouldn't be able to restrain himself.

"Drink some porridge pads first." Shang Junlin brought the porridge, put it to his mouth to cool, and then fed it to Shen Yu's mouth.

Shen Yu didn't want to move a finger, he was tired almost all night, and he was really hungry. After obediently eating a bowl of porridge, his strength finally recovered.

Shen Yu was wearing pajamas, and with the movement, the collar opened a little, revealing scattered traces.

Shang Junlin lowered his eyes and wiped away the thick ink in his eyes. These traces were planted by him a little bit last night. He even knew how many such marks were still on the young man in places he couldn't see.

Aware of the danger, Shen Yu moved aside, he didn't want to experience what happened last night again.

Now he is still uncomfortable, especially somewhere, the foreign body sensation lingers, but it is such a place that he can't ignore it if he wants to ignore it.

Shen Yu's hands and feet were soft, and he was caught by the man before he moved out of position.

Shen Yu's face changed slightly, and it was the same last night. He wanted to escape several times, but was brought back by a man at the last moment, and then faced a new round of violent storms.

Every time this time, Shang Junlin's strength will be heavier than the previous time, no matter whether the depression is crying or begging, it can't be replaced for a moment.

"Where does Ayu want to go?"

Hearing the exact same words, Shen Yu subconsciously trembled.