Will be above, you are below

In Yan Xiaoyu's tent in the Ninghua Military Camp, there stood two men, one of them was Xia Houhuan, and the other was the leader of the dark guards Yan Xiaoyu secretly trained, in black.

"Young master! That's what the prince told me, so please do it."

The black clothes held a neatly stacked red shirt in both hands. Although Xia Houhuan didn't open it to look at it, he never wore red clothes. No one can change this. I didn't expect Yan Xiaoyu to be this perverted. hobby.

"Where's your prince? I want to see him!" Although he has the habit of changing clothes every night, what is the purpose of this man to make him wear red clothes at night?

The black clothes looked at Xia Houhuan's darkened face, the hands holding the red shirt did not move, and the voice was not humble: "Young master, the prince is discussing something with the prince, and you know your identity, so please You must obey the prince's orders quietly!"

Xia Hou Huan's heart was burning with anger, now he is really under the fence, even a small hidden guard dares to talk to him like this, but he can't do anything to others, if his martial arts are still there, he must live well Teach him a lesson: "Put down your clothes and get down!"

"Yes!" Hei Yi put down his clothes respectfully, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Xiahou Huan looked at the back of the black clothes, looked at the steaming bath water beside him, and felt defeated. His cleanliness had already formed, and not taking a bath or changing his clothes would kill him.

As for the red shirt, Xia Hou looked sideways again in fantasy, and decided not to wear it!Never wear it!When I put it on, I always feel no different from the prostitutes in the building.

Yan Xiaoyu was talking to Yan Gi about the military power. Because of the two consecutive defeats, Yan Xiaoyu had already reported to the emperor that he wanted to regain the military power, and he would take over next.

"The prince is indeed the prince. I didn't expect the memorial to be sent up so soon!" When Yan Gi said this, he gritted his teeth. He really wanted to kill him with a sword. Anyway, it was not the first time to kill the so-called bro.

Yan Xiaoyu doesn't intend to pretend to be anything with him, as long as he gets the military power, it doesn't matter whether he is a concubine Yi or the prime minister behind him: "Imperial brother, look at what you said, the emperor asked you to hand over the military power to me. For the sake of the Ninghua Kingdom, you lost [-] soldiers and horses in two wars, do you think this matter can be over so easily?"

"Really? But I heard that Brother Huang suddenly brought someone back last night. I don't know who it is?" Who is he? Yan Gi, it's impossible for Yan Xiaoyu to hide everything from him. What's more, the military power belongs to him, and of course his eyeliner also belongs to him.

"It's just friends." Yan Xiaoyu answered very simply, then changed the topic and said: "Father will order you to return to China tomorrow, remember me to say hello for me."

"You...Okay, I will." Yan Ge tried his best to suppress the urge to kill him with a sword, and smiled.

Inside the screen in the military tent, Xia Houhuan had already finished bathing, but he just stood there holding a red robe exuding a thick black air.

The clothes he changed were taken away at some point, so he won't say anything about it, but the clothes Xiaoyu prepared for him didn't even have obscene clothes.

There is only a thin silk red shirt, which is not to mention transparent, but the most important thing is that the chest is exposed naked, and the most important thing is that when walking, the two The legs are also exposed...

Now Xiahou Huan understood Yan Xiaoyu's intentions. This person clearly planned to have something to do with him when he was having a good time... Think about Yan Xiaoyu, who is tall and looks like a man, let him wear Such a naked piece of clothing is really despicable and shameless.

"Prince Prince!"

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

Xiahou Huan strained his ears to hear the conversation outside, his heart almost broke, what should he do, is he going to face Yan Xiaoyu like this, or is he wearing this red shirt to face him?

Really!Xiahou Huan wished he could kill the frivolous person outside the tent with one sword, how could he be so perverted in his heart!Even worse than Yi Yunshi!

"Phantom..."

Yan Xiaoyu walked into the military tent with a smile, seeing the blurred figure inside the screen, imagining how he would look in putting on some clothes, and unconsciously, somewhere began to get excited.

Hearing the voice getting closer and closer to him, Xiahou Huan couldn't care less, hurriedly put on the blood-red gown in his hand, but even if he pulled it hard, the exposed spring on his chest couldn't be covered at all. .

Yan Xiaoyu deliberately slowed down the movements of his feet in order to let him put on that dress.

When Yan Xiaoyu really saw the scene of Xia Houhuan wearing the red dress, his heart fell instantly. Sure enough, this person did not disappoint him, because his hair was black and wet after bathing, and dripping from time to time. Water droplets wet the red shirt on his body, so the clothes cling to his body.

"Hmm...it suits you very well!"

"Go away!" Xia Houhuan felt that something was wrong with Yan Xiaoyu's eyes, he yelled at him coldly, and hurriedly strode away from Yan Xiaoyu.

Because of the pacing movements, the silky and flirtatious long gown was gently lifted to reveal two slender legs. Against the background of the hazy yellow lights, it exudes a seductive fragrance.