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When Jin Zhao walked over in his middle clothes, Rong Wan was already drowsy and asleep.
He couldn't help but sat down beside the bed, his movements were quiet, and he didn't disturb the people on the bed. Today, he completed his mission again and spent the day protecting the general. Although he came and went in danger and was exhausted, Jin Zhao's mood was completely different from before. He was working for his beloved, and he was willing.
With the faint light outside, his gaze wandered greedily on the person on the bed. Only at this time was his gaze bold and presumptuous, not afraid of being discovered by this person's twisted mind full of possessiveness. If this person finds out, then everything will be over...
He can only watch this person secretly and secretly, but other people, who are on the same level as this person, can chat and laugh with this person unscrupulously, under the sun, upright.
I'm really unhappy...
Jin Zhao suddenly remembered something, and a trace of suffocation flashed across his dark eyes. The pulp of his fingers rubbed his wrist, and there was a thin wound on it, scratched by a letter. This afternoon, before the royal family searched the general's study, he went to the general's study and disposed of all the important documents and letters there in time. The letters he thought the general would put there were probably some military exchanges, but he found a box and put it in the corner of the drawer.
Considering that it might be the general's private affairs, Jin Zhao shouldn't have peeked without authorization, but he couldn't help it - just like he couldn't restrain his desire to get close to the light, as long as it was about this person, he wanted to get closer. A little, a little more. But soon he regretted opening those envelopes.
Inside are some letters from the generals who communicated with Lu Sujun during the military academy, as well as letters from other noble ladies to him. Jin Zhao only opened one or two of them, and he couldn't help but start to feel jealous. When he was still brainwashed and lost his self-consciousness in those years, someone could get so close to this person, read and study with this person, breathe the air that this person had breathed, see the scenery that this person could see, and still be able to Handing those ambiguous pink envelopes to this personβ
And he couldn't say anything, and all his thoughts were as blind as he was.
How jealous he is, jealous of everyone who can stand in the sun with this man.
The longing for this man entwined him so tightly that his heart throbbed. He fixed his eyes on this man's face, crawling over every inch greedily, from his handsome eyebrows to the tall bridge of his nose, slowly sketching the outline of this man.
But this is still too far.
The one he clearly loves is by his side, but he always feels like he's out of reach.
Maybe it's because this person tolerates him, favors him, pityes him, but only doesn't love him.
Jin Zhao's unfulfilled desires caused his eyes to turn red, and his eyes gradually fell on the lips of the person lying on the bed. Those lips were very thin and light in color. He was usually unsmiling and seemed indifferent, but in his eyes , but very tempting.
I really want to get this guy.
I really want to be like other people, to be able to express those despicable thoughts to this person, instead of hiding in a dark corner and clinging to it all.
His throat moved, and suddenly he leaned over in a daze, desperately suppressing the urge in his entire body, and lightly pressed his lips on the general's lips - at this moment, Jin Zhao felt embarrassed and ridiculous, what was his behavior? If the general woke up, he would definitely look at him with disgust. But the excited feeling of blood rushing to the top of his head in an instant made him stop thinking.
His lips were dry and cold from the outside, while the general's lips were wet and warm. The soft touch came, and for a moment, the soul in his mind was a little detached.
Leave quickly.
Otherwise it's all over.
Jin Zhao forced himself to end this behavior quickly, but he couldn't restrain the boiling feeling in his blood. He seemed to have sucked a poppy, and the whole person shuddered. His lips were soft against the man's, and he was looking at the man so closely that he could almost count the man's eyelashes. This distance is too close, he has never been so close to this person, he is so happy that he shudders, and his heart begins to throb...
...
Rong Wan didn't slept very deeply. In fact, the protagonist was away these days. Because of things in his heart, he never slept very well, and today is no exception.
When he slept vaguely, it felt as if something cold and soft was sticking to his lips. Like Shuiyuan, he thought he was dreaming, so he couldn't help but subconsciously opened his lips and stuck out his tongue to lick it.
But the softness against his lips shuddered.
The system suddenly hesitated in his ear: "emmmmmm".
"..." Rong Wan woke up immediately.
He almost immediately noticed that there was a figure on his body, and it was not a source of water, but cold and soft lips. Rong Wan was almost shocked by the fright, and subconsciously opened his eyes, but out of some embarrassment, he closed his eyes tightly. His eyelashes trembled, and he felt the protagonist's lips lightly brush over his lips, itchy and itchy, and then, the protagonist moved his lips involuntarily and licked it lightly on his chin, that feeling, It's like being licked by a little animal who loves him.
When Rong Wan was licked, a fire rushed up in his blood immediately, and a somewhat embarrassing sound came out of his throat accidentally.
The protagonist's movements stopped immediately, and he looked at him carefully.Rong Wan hurriedly continued to pretend to be asleep, and uttered unconscious babble, pretending to be dreaming - the protagonist's lips then quietly fell on his eyebrows again, with a strong love, and it was easy to part with one touch.
Rong Wan's heart was already overturned!
What the hell!What the hell!What the hell!
Rong Wan: "What should I do now?"
System: "You think carefully."
Rong Wan closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be dead. He felt that the place where the protagonist had kissed was soft and damp. The taste was unexpectedly not annoying, but it made his heart feel as if it was scratched by a paw and itchy.Perhaps he was already prepared and knew that the protagonist had such thoughts towards him, so he just waited for this day.