Water vapour and mist diffused in the bathroom, which smoked Han Yun's white skin into a pink color and became seductive.

Fu Yuan's face was sullen, with his head down at his neck, sniffing the scent of wet moisture mixed with him, and the tip of his nose lingered in a curve between his neck and the base of his ears. While Han Yun closed his eyes, he entered a mysterious realm and was quickly absorbing the first form of this exercise.

However, after a few breaths, Han Yun ate through this first type of sitting lotus flower, and the content was completely absorbed by him, as if he could come by opening his mouth. Han Yun almost couldn't help but laughed at the same time, and at the same time, he was worried about whether he would run out of energy. This book says how many small Sundays to go, a big Sunday ... this ... it feels like a long shot. ...

Han Yun didn't want to cultivate, and he didn't want to become immortal. He was not interested in these, he just wanted to truly take Fu Yuan as his own.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Fu Yuan bent over and hugged him, "Your Majesty?"

Han Yun nodded, his eyes eager to try: "Okay!" This is a standard princess hug, but Han Yun often let him hug him, and did not feel wrong, let alone feel at a disadvantage.

He reached out and raised Fu Yuan's long hair, revealing Fu Yuan's handsome face with a vicious atmosphere, and then gently probed and put his lips over his earlobe. He was untrained, and the puppy was usually in Fu Yuan The little kisses on the face were light and dense, and a smile appeared involuntarily.

When put on the bed, Han Yun noticed that his body and hair had dried up, and he expected the credit for the spell. He saw Fuyuan's stripe, and he was also stripped, with a touch of embarrassment. He covered himself with a quilt, sat up in the quilt, and lay down on the bed and found the necessary bedding for modern people from the bedside table, one left and one right , Turned his head and asked, "Mystery, do you want to use these?"

Under the warm yellow light in the bedroom, Fu Yuan's face seemed softer than usual, and the fierce air between his eyebrows was dissipated because of the smile in his mouth. He punched his lips and said, "No need. The minister is different from others."

"Ai Qing is really talented," Han Yun's little daughter dragged the quilt, amber eyes widened, and swept across him, "If it hurts, just tell me, I tap ... ... "

Fu Yuan said with a deep smile under his eyes, and stretched out his hand to gently pull down his quilt.

Han Yun lost weight during this time, but at the same time because of exercise, he just lost fat, his limbs were smooth, and his chest and abdomen showed a thin muscle shape, very beautiful. Han Yun lowered his head sternly and made a cross-legged sitting posture: "So, that hard work is coming to you. Come on ..."

"Not hard, Your Majesty speaks heavily."

(...)

In any case, the Korean Yun did not expect that things would develop that way.

He had no resistance at all to the fierce beast of Shangfuyuan. He could not cry because his lips were blocked, his legs were long and straight, and he was as white and fine as fine porcelain, ringed around his waist and his head. He trembled on his shoulder, like a withered flower in the wind and rain, with tears all over his eyes, and his long eyelashes were wet with tears, and he scolded him for **** stuff, and said dog Things, but more and more make Fuyuan crazy.

Han Yun has been an emperor for so long and enjoyed the glory of more than 10,000 people. Even if he came to modern times, he would do whatever he wanted, no one would dare to stop him. He really did not expect that one day he would be given the Fa-rectification on the couch by the National Teacher.

The thick night was gradually stained with the light of Xiao Xiao, and the light shone on the floor through the curtain cloth. Han Yun felt that his posture had changed. It was Fu Yuan laying himself down on the bed. , The sweat and stickiness on my body disappeared.

There was a hot current flowing through his body. Han Yun was not tired at all, but he was very drowsy. He said in a bad voice: "Wait for you when you wake up!" Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

For Han Yun, this exercise method only has a certain effect of strengthening the body and body. After all, he is a physical child, so the effect is very small. But for Fu Yuan, it's different.

For the first time in a long time, he felt "full".

The feeling of fullness counteracts the hunger. When the body is connected, the feeling of beating heartbeat returns again. He drops his eyes, gently pulls a finger of Han Yun, puts a kiss on his mouth.

Han Yun's sleeping face is very quiet, and the flushing on his face has not subsided.

He fell asleep close to morning, he was awakened by a door bell.

Han Yun sat up and yawned, put on his clothes and opened the door. North asked him: "kg, we're going back to Paris in the next time, do you want to go back together?" After she said it, she noticed that Han Yun's collarbone and red and purple densely packed on her neck seemed to be sucked out, some It's also like a tooth print.

She was a little embarrassed, and glanced into Han Yun's room without a trace. Yesterday the photographer also said kg innocence, like a blank piece of paper, knowing nothing about men and women. Today ...

"I ..." Han Yun gathered his robes and thought about his next job schedule. "I won't go to Paris anymore. I will stay in Cannes for a few days before returning to China."

He hasn't returned to China for four months, all because he had to wait for Fu Yuan before being forced to work in Paris.

North knows that his voice is very different today, and his dumbness is a bit sexy, as if something had changed. North blinked: "Are you going back to China?"

"I haven't been home for too long." Han Yundao, "I will come to Gao Dingxiu next month."

Moreover, the domestic branch of Luke Modeling Company has been opened. As the largest investor, he also has a post when he returns.

The Luke Modeling Company has held the "World Elite Model Contest" for ten years in Europe and the United States. As a new branch company, Luke also wants to host a model competition in China, and it has just reached the stage of sea election.

As one of the top ten model companies in the world, its appeal is completely different from other model competitions. In addition, the judging lineup's big name is shocking, so the mail for registration has crowded the company's mailbox.

Han Yun plans to go back and play.

Before she left, she kindly reminded him: "kg, don't play so crazy next time, you know, you are a model, and these things on your body will affect your work."

Han Yun looked down and nodded embarrassedly.

As soon as Norse left, Han Yun returned to the bedroom inside. Fu Yuan leaned on the bedside, his long hair half-covered his side face, except for the upper body, no other cover, and the bite marks on his shoulders were so conspicuous.

Han Yun remembered that he seemed to bite Fu Yuan last night, but only because he didn't want to cry, he bit his head on his shoulder.

He stood by the door, and seemed to want to say something, but he could n’t say. His bones were still very subtle. At first, he thought, Lord Fu went to his bed, and he will be his own. He will definitely confront him all his life. Yuan is good, but ...

How things went differently than he thought.

He was so upset that he looked at Fu Yuan and turned into the bathroom. In front of the mottled himself in the mirror, he sighed and raised his collar up to cover up these traces.

While he was washing his face, Fu Yuan got out of bed and walked to the bathroom barefoot. Han Yun was rubbing his face wash and felt he was being held from behind. Fu Yuan put his chin on his head: "Why is your majesty? Ignore him? "

He felt that Fu Yuan was undressed, and subconsciously hid, but he did not dodge.

Han Yun's face was all white cleansers, only his ears were a little red. He slapped Fu Yuan's hands with a slap, his eyes annoyed with annoyed anger: "You still feel sorry for your Majesty, do you have a little respect for me in your heart?"

"Your Majesty forgot, Chen here," he grabbed a hand from Han Yun and put it in his heart. "Here, nothing."

Hot chest, but could not feel the heartbeat. When Han Yun felt a pain in his heart, he pulled his hand away, and now he couldn't bear to swear. But Fu Yuan's behavior really made him feel irritated. He bent over and took a puddle of water to flush the bubbles on his face. Fu Yuan put his arms around his waist with one hand, and he just pushed a little.

Han Yun froze.

He quickly wiped a handful of water and bubbles on his face, and blushed and twisted away his nagging, cursing: "Go, go away! Don't hurt me! Put on your clothes!"

"Don't go." Fu Yuan chuckled, unmoved at all. Only when his feelings came back did he realize how much he loved Han Yun, how important he was to himself, and naturally he didn't want to let him go. Already.

After a while or two, Han Yun's clothes were scattered again, revealing the traces of his efforts to cover up.

Fu Yuan's eyes darkened, one hand held his shoulder, and bowed his head to kiss. Han Yun experienced one night, trying to hide, Fu Yuan pinched his chin: "Little nine."

Han Yun paused for a second, and Fu Yuan's lips really covered, kissing deep and lingering, and licking his voice, as if there was a very amazing love hidden in it, and gradually, Han Yun also He softened and put his hands on his shoulders, always hesitantly pushing him away.

Until the second time, Fu Yuan was taken to bed, Han Yun glared at him, seemed really angry: "I don't practice anymore, I don't practice anymore, really, you have to practice by yourself ..."

Fu Yuan touched his hair, and the tip of his nose slumped against the tip of his nose, and whispered, "Don't practice, just kiss."

Han Yun felt more comfortable. Actually ... he remembered the feeling of last night. Maybe there is no way for Fu Yuan. There is almost no pain. On the contrary, he is very happy, but ... he has always been superior. Get used to it, and let Fu Yuan get used to it again.

Fu Yuan slowly put down shallow kisses, very simple, it seems that he just likes to kiss him, and Han Yun ignored them. Fu Yuan was holding his somewhat lumpy waist, even if it was covered with a thin layer of strong muscles, which could not cover his body. Fu Yuan touched his bones: "Little Jiu should eat more and get fatter."

Everyone counted on him to be thin, saying that it was better to look thinner and more photogenic, and after getting thinner, the photos really looked better and the fans bought more. Only Fu Yuan felt that he was too thin and asked him to eat more.

Han Yun reached out to disturb his long hair and sighed in a low voice: "You don't know how hard it is to lose weight. I lose more by taking a bite."

Fu Yuan's blue silk is very smooth, black like ink, and wrapped around the fingertips is soft around the fingers.

A man of iron bones was planted on the little fairy of Fu Yuan.