"Is that so?" Shen Yu leaned forward quickly, pecked Shang Junlin's face lightly, and returned to the spot before Shang Junlin could react.

This time, it was Shang Junlin's turn to be stunned. He just said it casually. He didn't really want to take the opportunity to let Shen Yu do something. Between him and Shen Yu, eight or nine times out of ten, he was rejected. got used to.

Shang Junlin didn't even have time to react to the kiss that was on the touch, and it was over.

Shang Junlin stiffened his expression and looked at the young man beside him.

Shen Yu was still dressed in light-colored clothes. Because he was indoors, he didn't wear a fur-collared cloak. His palm-sized face seemed to shine in the sunlight, and his eyes shone with cunning.

"You." Shang Junlin was helpless, how could he not understand at this time, Shen Yu did it on purpose.

Knowing that he didn't mean that, the kiss he wanted was not a light touch on the cheek, but what he said was "kiss", Shen Yu really only kissed, saying that he was done and he was done, just Makes people feel empty.

"I've done everything your Majesty asked me to do, and His Majesty can't let me do anything more with this matter." Shen Yu blinked, his face full of innocence.

"When did I feel sorry for you?" Shang Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Last time, I clearly said I couldn't do it, but you still held me." There is a reason for Shen Yu's refusal to agree to Shang Junlin's request. When the time stopped, after the bath time, Shang Junlin occasionally moved deliberately, thinking about the consequences of that time, he refused to agree.

"Why do you hold grudges like this?" Shang Junlin pinched his fingers suggestively.

Like lighting a fire, his fingertips started to get hot, and Shen Yu silently retracted his fingers.

After escaping a little and being grasped even tighter by the man, he raised his eyes gloomily, the man's face was serious, only the dark ink in his eyes revealed his true thoughts.

Continuing on, it is uncertain what will happen, Shen Yu stood up from the soft couch as if it was hot: "Suddenly I remembered that I asked the kitchenette to prepare new snacks. I will go and see why they haven't been served yet."

Shang Junlin stared at Shen Yu's slightly flustered back and smiled softly.

If the man's eyes are real, Shen Yu can't ignore it, until he stepped out of the door, the feeling of being on his back dissipated.

"Why did you come out?" Eunuch Meng, who had been waiting outside the door, was surprised when Shen Yu came out.

Many times, in order to be alone with Shen Yu, Shang Junlin does not let the palace servants serve in the house, and Shen Yu is not used to being surrounded by palace servants all day long, and agrees with Shang Junlin's approach.

"I'll see if the cakes that the kitchenette said to be served are ready." How flustered in his heart, he didn't show the slightest on Shen Yu's face.

"What your gentleman is talking about is a new style developed by the small kitchen? It's ready, but the servant sees that the time has not yet come. I am afraid that it will disturb your noble and Your Majesty, so I will let them wait for a while."

"Let someone bring it up, your Majesty is hungry." Shen Yu ruthlessly threw the blame on Shang Junlin's head.

Eunuch Meng did not suspect him, so he went to give instructions.

After staying outside for a while, feeling that he had calmed down, Shen Yu turned around and entered the room.

When Shang Junlin and him left, their movements did not change. Seeing Shen Yu coming in, the smile deepened in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, the people from the small kitchen are coming soon." Shen Yu was reminding Shang Junlin that there will be outsiders coming soon, so don't mess around like before.

"What do you think I am going to do just now?" Shang Junlin looked at Shen Yu with interest.

Relying on the fact that the people from the small kitchen are about to arrive, Shang Junlin won't mess around, and the gloomy courage grows: "Does your majesty want to kiss me? Hug me? Or... me?"

The words in the middle of Shen Yu's voice were very low, but Shang Junlin still heard every word clearly. He put down the scroll in his hand, stood up from the soft couch, and approached Shen Yu step by step.

"Oh? It seems that you are very clear about what you think about me. Does your gentleman intend to satisfy me?"

The man approached with a stern aura, as if he had let go of the shackles of the beast in his heart, and a sense of aggression came over him.

The man's breath was getting closer and closer, and Shen Yu had to stretch out his hand against the man's chest to prevent him from continuing to approach.

Shang Jun lowered his head, his fiery breath lingering on the sensitive skin of Shen Yu's neck, causing bursts of tremors.

"Your Majesty, someone is coming..."

The gloomy voice suddenly stopped, and he could feel that something warm touched the side of his neck lightly.

- That's Shang Junlin's lips.

As soon as it was touched, it seemed to be responding to the lip that Shen Yu had placed on his face.

The crimson spread from the neck, and climbed up to the cheeks little by little. After a while, Shen Yu's whole face turned red.

The jade-like skin is dyed crimson, like ripe fruit, tempting to taste.

Shang Junlin's eyes became darker and darker, his chin was raised, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

Shen Yu watched the man's handsome and compelling face keep expanding in front of his eyes. In those eyes, his own reflection was clearly reflected, as if he had inadvertently sucked himself in. There is no end to the world, only you and me.

Being bewitched, Shen Yu did not refuse, and allowed Shang Junlin to continuously shorten the distance between the two.

Shen Yu could feel that the arms around his waist were getting tighter and tighter, he didn't close his eyes, and stared blankly at the man who kept approaching.

"Ayu, is it okay?"

Between breathing, he heard the man's magnetic voice.

Shen Yu nodded invisibly.

Shang Junlin was about to kiss him when he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the dessert is here."

It was Eunuch Meng's voice.

Shen Yu suddenly came back to his senses, and pushed Shang Junlin in a panic, Shang Junlin was unprepared, and was pushed back by him.

The two looked at each other.

The ambiguous atmosphere gradually dissipated in the slightly awkward silence.

Both knew it was impossible to continue.

Shang Junlin said with a dark face: "Get in."

"Pfft," Shen Yu trembled with laughter, resting his forehead on Shang Junlin's shoulder, trembling, "Your Majesty, you can't blame me this time."

Can only blame the people from the small kitchen for the timing.

Eunuch Meng could hear deep displeasure in Shang Jun's tone, and the second monk was puzzled. Isn't His Majesty hungry, why are the people in the kitchen still angry when they delivered the things?

Eunuch Meng did not dare to delay, and led the palace servants to serve the cakes prepared in the small kitchen one by one.

Shen Yu was still laughing, for some reason, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh.

"Stop laughing." Shang Junlin said helplessly and patted Shen Yu's back.

All kinds of pastries were placed on the table, and the sweetness that belonged to the pastries drifted away. Shen Yu finally remembered that the pastries were ordered by his own name, stopped smiling, and climbed Shang Junlin's shoulders to look at the table.

Red, green, white, round, square, with fruit... Each type of dessert is only half the size of a palm, and there is a full table. You can see that there are so many kinds of desserts, and the gloomy eyes light up.

The royal chef's craftsmanship of making dim sum in the small kitchen is a must, and it is a craft that has been passed down from generation to generation. Because Shang Junlin does not have high requirements for food, this person's craftsmanship has not been used until Shen Yu entered the palace and poached people from a group of chefs. come out.

In order to appreciate his talent and know that Shen Yu likes all kinds of cakes, after coming to Yuzhang Palace, this person devoted himself to making cakes, sweet, salty, sour... There are all kinds of flavors.

The table put on today is the result of his research during this period of time.

Shen Yu specifically asked Shang Junlin for the time, and found a free time to share new cakes with him.

Just didn't expect to interrupt that...

After placing the cakes, the palace servants stepped back one after another. Eunuch Meng glanced at His Majesty, who had a dissatisfied look on his face, and stepped back silently.

He seems, seems, seems to be disturbing His Majesty's good things...

Eunuch Meng retreated outside the house, closed the door, and sighed: Young people have good energy.

Shen Yu poked at Shang Junlin, who was still unhappy: "Your Majesty, come and taste the new cakes produced by the small kitchen. I specially kept them to taste with you."

Hearing Shen Yu's words, Shang Junlin's face began to improve, and he led Shen Yu to the table and sat down.

Although the kisses he wanted were interrupted, Shen Yu thought of him about everything, and even shared his favorite cakes with him. Thinking of this, Shang Junlin felt a lot of thoughts.

Shen Yu was hooked by the sweet fragrance of the pastry, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Umm~ delicious!

"Eat slowly, there's a lot more." Shang Junlin wiped off the sugar stains from the corners of Shen Yu's mouth and looked at Shen Yu intently without moving his chopsticks.

Xu is because he needs to drink bitter medicine all the year round, and Shen Yu is very obsessed with sweets. After Shang Junlin knew his preferences, he ordered Eunuch Meng to find all the royal chefs in the palace who were good at making sweets, and send them to Yuzhang Palace to give them different ones every day. Depressed to do.

It's just that the daily portion is strictly limited, and eating too many sweets is not good for the body, so that Shen Yu can only satisfy his cravings every time, and there are very few opportunities to let go of his hands and feet to eat like today.

It's still thanks to Shang Junlin, if it wasn't for Shen Yu's clever move to say that he wanted to taste new products with Shang Junlin, he wouldn't have gotten such an opportunity.

"Your Majesty, try it too." Seeing that there was nothing in front of Shang Junlin, Shen Yu turned the chopsticks that were about to be put into his mouth, and put the soft little cakes into Shang Junlin's bowl.

Because of what happened just now, felt a trace of guilt in heart. didn't want Shang Junlin to have a psychological reason for tasting dim sum because of this incident. With a little compensatory thought, after eating, paid more attention to Shang Junlin.

Shen Yu gave Shang Junlin a clip while tasting it, because his mind was completely captured by the cakes, and he forgot to change the chopsticks.

Shang Junlin looked at the piles of cakes in the bowl, and did not remind Shen Yu that he did not change the chopsticks, and ate them one by one slowly.

As expected, Shen Yu struggled again, even though most of the cakes on the table went into Shang Junlin's stomach.

In order to digest food, Shang Junlin took Shen Yu for a walk outside.

When winter comes to spring, the grass sticks out green grass tips, dead trees sprout new buds, and some plants that are not afraid of the cold winter have already bloomed beautiful flowers.

Shen Yu was satisfied with eating, and was in a particularly good mood. He supported his waist with one hand and slowly moved on the path.

Shang Junlin took care of his speed and slowed down to walk beside him.

Shen Yu looked at Shang Junlin, who was holding his waist, and then looked at himself, who was supporting his waist with one hand, and laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" After a feeding, Shang Junlin's mood has completely changed from cloudy to sunny.

"Your Majesty doesn't think our posture is very..." Shen Yu stopped, "Well... it's a little strange..."

"What's so strange?" Shang Junlin stopped, still holding his gloomy waist with one hand.

"Look at me, Your Majesty," Shen Yu straightened his waist and rubbed his stomach, "Does it look like there is Your Majesty's baby in your stomach?"

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The man crouched above, his voice hoarse: "Ayu, you say, is there our baby here?"

"Your Majesty, I'm a man, I won't..."

"Ayu, think it through before answering."

The light and shadow revolved, and after a while, the young man sounded with a crying voice: "...there is..."