166. Adults are also haters?
A wide palm was tightly wrapped around my ear, and a kiss with warmth and strength scurled down my neck and landed deep on my lips.
I grabbed his hand with great difficulty, removed my cheek from his aggressive kiss, and said in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "Stop messing around, Your Highness, your Wan Wan has been guarding the door." β
He propped himself up and walked away with me, his brows stretched and seemed to be very calm, but his forehead was full of fine sweat, he looked at me like this for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking now, and after a while he suddenly let out an uninhibited laugh: "Even in your dreams, do you think about others like this?" β
After saying that, he held my face tightly with both hands, and his lips sucked over my eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and the side of his lips, and his movements were not rude, but for some reason he felt that he was more enthusiastic and absurd than he was.
There was an extremely inexplicable throbbing in the bottom of my heart, like the wilderness that was stirred up by the wilderness, seeing spring dew and summer rain, autumn frost and winter snow, but I didn't see grass seeds germinating again and young stamens regenerating flowers, but one day someone broke in with the wind in a dissolute and uninhibited attitude, and the life in this wasteland was awakened again, and uncontrollably grew all over the sky with plants and trees and vigorous flowers and trees.
We didn't seem to see each other for a long time, and he seemed to have appeared in my life in such a crazy form, and then turned away, leaving behind an unquenchable fire that burned me up, and made my life desolate for many years until it became lifeless.
Now that he is back again, for a moment, I wanted to grow into such a grassland and bloom such flowers and trees to welcome his arrival, but I thought of the pain of being burned and the mess that followed, and I did not dare to say to him in full bloom: "You are back." β
A low and deep voice came from his ear: "You don't seem to be emotional." β
I realized that his fingers had crossed my waistline, and my cheeks were swollen almost instantly, and I curled up as if I were running for my life, trying to pull myself out of his arms and out of the steaming environment.
But the man in front of me was obviously very angry at my evasive gesture, so he dragged me directly under him, as if it was not enough, and then wrapped his arms around my waist, and pushed me into the bed with all his might, and my back hit the cold wall.
"Guardian Period!" I shouted and stared into his eyes, thinking of his serious injuries, and of Shutong and Wanwan waiting outside the door, so I tried to suppress my anger and said to him, "You have offended me." β
He narrowed his eyes, not as if he cared about my anger, so much so that his tone became very mocking and disdainful: "Offended? β
After speaking, he laughed a few times, then straightened up, and when he looked down, he saw the insect with a weak blue light on his chest, pinched it away and threw it off the bed, and then smiled at me presumptuously, "Lord Qin is really acting in and out of his dreams." β
I couldn't help but want to raise my hand to wake this bastard from my dream, but the guy thought I was resisting, and grabbed my wrist and pressed it directly on top of my head, this position was very fatal - so bad that Shousuke knew that the roasted whole sheep he had hung up was no different, and he watched as this man tried to dismantle me into his belly without any room to fight back.
The ink robe really couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality, and he leaned over and pressed it again, his lips pressed against my shoulder socket, and he bit through my collarbone.
Just bite it, and after biting, you have to ask Ben Shoufu: "Lord Qin, has that person ever treated you like this?" β
"Who are you talking about?" I asked, frowning.
"You call very kindly Little Master Lanzhou," he raised his eyebrows, revealing an extremely dangerous smile, and his palm fell on me, the cocoon on his palm rubbing my skin painfully, "Did he do this to you, Lord Qin?" β
When he mentioned Chen Lanzhou, I became more sober: "His Royal Highness King Chong'an, I don't know why you always have to compare with the little boy of Lanzhou, in terms of respecting me, understanding me, and understanding me, you obviously can't even compare to the little boy of Lanzhou." β
Not surprisingly, this sentence made his body clear, and in an instant, the smile hidden in those eyes gradually dissipated until it was completely empty. I saw him turn his neck a few times, and I heard a clattering sound from the wrist above his head.
It took a lot of effort for me to hold back the pain.
"Yes," he looked down at me again, his eyes gradually turning red, but the corners of his lips were hooked, revealing an extremely cheerful and wanton smile, "this king does not respect you, does not understand you, and has never understood you, which is why he has saved such a great regret to this day." I myself know that in your heart, he is ten thousand times better than me. That's why you don't have the slightest affection for me, and you don't even have the slightest hatred. β
Without warning, a tear hit my eyes and eventually slid down my cheek and into my ears.
Just like that rainy night, I don't understand why the person who was being crushed under me and bullying me was even more pained and hurt when it was me.
I turned my face away, I didn't want to see his expression like that, and tried to calm myself down with the unknown emotions in my heart.
There was a slightly hot fingertip with a trembling touch, sliding from my cheek all the way to my neck, after a long time, the familiar low voice sounded in my ears, and the person who spoke seemed to have pondered the doubts in his heart for a long time, but how to think about it could not be answered after all-
"Envy, why do you have to come to Dijing?" As if he was afraid that I would say those big words for the sake of my family, the country and the world, and for the people's health, I added softly, "I mean, when you were in Nanguo Mansion, you didn't know the current situation of Jinguo at that time, you didn't have a chance to leave, why did you have to follow Cheng Yu to the imperial capital?" β
This question made me feel weak in an instant.
Why do I have to come?
Is it forced to do more, or is it willing to be more, or neither, I already yearn for Dijing?
The figure of a certain boy comes to mind.
It's March in the south of the Yangtze River, the sun is warm and soft, the man in the soot silk shirt is holding a book and reclining on the rattan chair, the loose shirt and the skin as white as jade are soaked in the sun, as if the light ink-colored stream passes by the flawless jade wall, the wind is faint, but when the light on his body is shallow and shaking, I know that in this quiet and slow time, there is a wind blowing through him, and it also blows me.
At that time, I was in the same place with him, and I thought everything was so good.
"For Chen Lanzhou, because he wants to come to the imperial capital?" Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, he seemed to have an answer in his heart, so he chuckled lowly, with some desperation in his tone.
I turned my head in a daze, and looked up into his eyes with a shudder.
He seemed so afraid of my next answer that he didn't dare to look at me, and even quickly covered my mouth when he sensed that I was about to speak.
"Don't say it, this king knows." He bowed his head and placed a kiss on me through the back of his hand, so close that I could see the water under his eyes clearly.
But you misunderstood.
I was going to tell you that on the day I was in the Creek Garden, I thought it was so good to be in the same room, and I thought that I would have the opportunity to meet you in the future, and you would not have to talk to me or look at me, but I would feel peaceful and happy if you just lay on a wicker chair and read a book or do other things.
I probably smiled at him, but his palm covered half of my face, and I didn't know if he could understand the smile in my eyes.
But at this moment, all the joy and peace in my heart disappeared, the gentle Jiangnan in my mind, the light of March, the slight wind, the silk shirt like a stream, and the quiet son of the years no longer existed, and there was a storm and rain in my heart gathered into a whirlpool, and a crazy emotion was like a sharp sword pulled out from the bottom of my heart, I couldn't tell what was wrong with me, but I suddenly wanted to squeeze the sword, and then press it against his chest, and then slowly advance his heart.
A word rang in my ears, and it seemed to be my own voiceβ
"I should thank you, if it weren't for you, I might not have been able to escape from the painting boat, and I wouldn't have escaped from Lanyue Lake, but for some reason, I seem to hate you very much, I hate you from the first time I saw you, and sometimes I want you to ......"
I want you to die.
The stomach was tumbling over, I desperately pushed him away, I didn't care about my messy clothes, I didn't care about my weak legs and feet, I rushed out of the door, rushed away from Shutong and Wanwan who were waiting outside, and threw up frantically while holding on to a wall.
"Sir, you ...... How could you be? β
I turned around and grabbed Shutong's hand violently, but I accidentally saw him standing in front of the door, wearing a shirt and a frightened face.
Tears rolled down, and I begged Shutong to say, "Take me away quickly." β
At this time, Wanwan, who came over, stopped me, looked me up and down, and then quickly bowed her head: "I'm sorry, Wanwan really wanted to ask the adult a question, and I wanted to ask you when I met you for the first time...... Do you remember Higashirizhi? After a pause, he glanced back at the guard at the door, and lowered his voice very low, "Adults are also haters?" β