GSY Chapter49

Cen Yelan could drink quite a bit and could not resist the generals who kept forcing him to drink. When Yuan Zheng said that he would help him to sober up, Cen Yelan did not have time to think about it and let Yuan Zheng hold his arm, and the two of them left the table.

The sky was vast, and the stars were like chess pieces. When leaving the center of the training ground, one could still vaguely hear the laughter and chatter of the soldiers. Cen Yelan and Yuan Zheng did not speak. At some point, Yuan Zheng’s hand slid down and actually held Cen Yelan’s hand.

Cen Yelan struggled, but Yuan Zheng held his hand even tighter. He looked around and subconsciously tried to hide his hand, which made it even more obvious.

Yuan Zheng leaned close to his ear, his breath carrying the damp smell of alcohol, and hoarsely said, “General Cen, what are you afraid of?”

Cen Yelan’s ears were also sensitive, and before he could react, Yuan Zheng had already pushed him. Behind him was a military tent with the curtain half-closed. Cen Yelan staggered back two steps, and the two of them fell into darkness.

Yuan Zheng randomly kissed Cen Yelan’s cheeks and neck. Cen Yelan gasped and called Yuan Zheng’s name in resistance. The next moment, Yuan Zheng’s hot lips and tongue came up. He kissed fiercely, and Cen Yelan’s tongue seemed to be sucked and melted. Although he was not drunk yet, but his legs were shaking, and he could hardly stand.

Cen Yelan was still struggling and said incoherently, “Yuan Zheng, not here… someone will—umm!”

Yuan Zheng licked the adam apple that he had bitten with the tip of his tongue. His shirt had been pulled open, revealing his red neck and two collarbones. He said, “No, they are all having fun. No one cares about us.”

Cen Yelan was still saying that they can’t, Yuan Zheng pinched Cen Yelan’s chin and bit him as punishment, then said, “We can.” He looked at Cen Yelan again, softened his tone, and whispered, “General Cen, Cen Yelan, Ah Lan, don’t reject me.”

His tone was so pitiful, but his actions were strong. He pressed his tall body against Cen Yelan, rubbing his neck like a puppy, kissing him from time to time, “Ah Lan.”

This was the first time that Cen Yelan was called that by him. It was too intimate. There were only a handful of people who could call him that, who dared to call him that? Yuan Zheng’s voice was unique, mixed with desire, and it penetrated into his body warmly, penetrating every pore.

Cen Yelan’s chest was heaving violently. He grabbed Yuan Zheng’s hand and said hoarsely, “Don’t call me like this.”

“Don’t call like this?” Yuan Zheng raised his eyes and stared at Cen Yelan with a smile in his eyes. “Don’t call you General Cen or Ah Lan?”

“Why can’t I call? Others can call, but I can’t?”

Yuan Zheng was so aggressive that Cen Yelan couldn’t stand it anymore. He was not drunk, but his mind was getting more and more confused. He was never Yuan Zheng’s opponent in this matter.

The two of them pushed back and forth, and with a loud bang, they both fell into the thick felt spread in the tent. Cen Yelan suddenly rolled over and was under Yuan Zheng’s body, gasping for breath with his eyes drooping.

Yuan Zheng simply let go of his hand. He looked at Cen Yelan, whose clothes were in disarray. It was dark in the tent, but the two of them were both excellent in martial arts and could see at night, so they could see each other’s expressions clearly.

Cen Yelan’s cheeks flushed, and his lips were tightly pursed, giving him a kind of tough and stubborn coldness that made Yuan Zheng have a very hard time.

Cen Yelan obviously noticed the thing Yuan Zheng was pressing against his buttocks, and his expression was a little stiff. He supported himself and tried to get up, but Yuan Zheng grabbed his waist. A burning kiss also blocked all the words he wanted to say but didn’t.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Cen Yelan heard Yuan Zheng say, “Why do I like you so much—Cen Yelan, why do I like you so much?”

Cen Yelan’s heart was crushed by his words. In an instant, all his resistance was defeated. Cen Yelan gasped briefly and bit Yuan Zheng’s lips wildly.

Cen Yelan thought, He really is crazy.

If he is not crazy, how can he, as the commander of the three armies, do such a thing with Yuan Zheng in the camp?

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