Chapter 1702 Prime Minister and Jin Yiwei (14)

Lai Zesheng remembered.

He has been an official for many years, but he has always kept himself clean.

So it's easy to think of the red-clothed boy I met in Nanfeng Pavilion five years ago.

The Mao Lin in front of him merged with the boy back then.

The only difference is that he is no longer wearing heavy makeup.

But the eyes are still alluring.

Lai Zesheng thought of his experience back then, and reached out to Mao Lin.

Standing below, Mao Lin looked at his jade-like fingers. There were no calluses on them, and they were so white that one couldn't bear to touch them.

He still raised his feet and walked towards the hand that was outstretched towards him.

As it got closer, he slowly stretched out his hand, and put his callused hand into the warm one.

Lai Zesheng grabbed Mao Lin's hand and led him into the house.

He took the person to sit on the couch in front of the window, and then handed the hand warmer to Mao Lin.

Mao Linhai was wearing a hood. Lai Zesheng saw him and stretched out his hands to gently lift his red hood off.

Walking into the room, Mao Lin felt nervous all over.

When he came to the door this time, he took down all the dignity he had.

Just like in Nanfeng Pavilion five years ago, he was just a young man.

Lai Zesheng seemed to understand him very well.

Lifting Mao Lin's hood, revealing that charming face, Lai Zesheng reached out and raised his chin.

"Little guy, you took the initiative to send it to your door. This time, the master will not let you go with pity."

Mao Lin was taken aback when he heard the words, his face flushed instantly.

Seeing such a face, Lai Zesheng laughed happily, "You still remember what you said back then, but you are five years late."

He touched the red mole on Lai Zesheng's chin with his hand.

Before Mao Lin could reply, he asked again: "Five years ago, why wasn't the red mole on your chin there?"

Mao Lin lowered his eyes and said softly: "At that time, in order not to expose my identity, I made a simple disguise."

Seeing him not daring to look directly at him, Lai Zesheng bent down and approached Mao Lin's lips.

The two lips touched each other, and each other's souls trembled.

Mao Lin's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, giving him a straightforward response.

He is not a brat who doesn't know the world.

When I came, I was mentally prepared.

Lai Zesheng already had something to say about Mao Lin.

Not only the youthful kindness, but also the things about the other party that attracted him.

And the other side is the one he likes.

Especially knowing that five years ago, the boy who had closed eyes in the Nanfeng Pavilion was also the young man in front of him.

So in Mao Lin's response, all the restraint in him was gone.

Reaching out to hold him in his arms, he wanted to taste his taste.

I don't want to care about Na Laoshizi's official rank.

Since the other party came to the door, he would not give the opportunity to check out and back.

Even if the emperor knows, so what.

He has always taken a fancy to this person, but there is a gap in his identity, which prevents him from making a move.

Now that he finally has the opportunity to taste this person, Lai Zesheng will naturally not let it go.

He took back the red robe from the man in his arms.

Expose the opponent's tight corset, revealing his perfect lines.

Seeing this, Lai Zesheng swallowed.

Get close to his Adam's apple, and worship inch by inch with his warm lips.

From the beginning to the end, Mao Lin was at his mercy.

Seeing this, Lai Zesheng smiled and said, "Why are you so obedient?"

Mao Lin closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at him.

Immediately, the clothes on his body were swiftly taken back by the man who looked like a beautiful man.

Intersecting each other, the trembling of the soul made them sigh to each other.

This is an exchange of souls.