Although he didn't know why the little boy was in a bad mood when he saw him, Yin Yue still followed his master's instructions and handed him the lotus lantern that Huo Ning couldn't put down just now.

"Here's this."

Huo Ning saluted: "Huo Ning, the grass people, is useless, and he doesn't dare to ask for it." ”

He lowered his posture very low, and Yin Yue tried to help, but Huo Ning was so determined that he seemed to force Yin Yue back.

But if he can be forced back so easily, he is not the regent that everyone fears.

Handing the lotus lantern to the hand of the attendant behind him, Yin Yue leaned down, passed his hand through Huo Ning's knee socket, and picked the person up.

An exclamation stopped abruptly, Huo Ning stared at the unfamiliar face that suddenly approached in a daze, his whole body stiffened, and he didn't know what kind of reaction he should make at this time.

Seeing that the person in his arms was finally willing to let himself hold him safely, Yin Yue was overjoyed, and directly hugged the person to his own painting boat that was parked not far away.

He had seen the little boy early in the morning, but he was not bothered by his gentle conversation with the old woman, so he had to stand alone in the bow of the boat and salivate at his pine-like demeanor.

But fortunately, this man is obediently staying in his arms now.

The area of the painting boat is very large, and the first floor makes people walk for a long time. Huo Ning was held by Yin Yue and was ashamed to see people, so he buried his head in Yin Yue's broad mind long before he got on the boat, for fear of being recognized by acquaintances.

Don't ask, ask is to face.

Poor His Royal Highness the Prince Regent thought that the little prince was shy because he was holding him, and the rippling smile on his face couldn't hide it.

Don't ask Huo Ning why he didn't break free from Yin Yue's arms, he is a scholar who writes poems, paints flowers and plants, how could he get out of the arms of the regent who is excellent in martial arts and physically strong!

Summed up in one word, virtual.

Walking up the stairs and through a veiled curtain, Huo Ning was finally placed on a chair. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the man's figure approaching him.

With his hands propped up on both sides of the chair, Yin's tall body covered Huo Ning tightly, and it was not a serious posture at first glance.

Huo Ning: ...... Isn't that a chair knock? How can this person still come on his own without a teacher?

Because it was obvious that the atmosphere in the room was wrong, Huo Ning began to get nervous. However, Mr. Huo had a problem when he started to do the task, and he wanted to shout 111 as soon as he encountered something.

It's the same today.

However, Huo Ning shouted dozens of times in his head, but he didn't hear anyone answer him.

The aura of a strange man enveloped his whole body, and Huo Ning began to be afraid.

On the beautiful first night of another world, is it going to be handed over in this bumpy and narrow painting boat!!

Another failed summoning 111, and Huo Ning was completely desperate.

Forget it, come on, he doesn't believe that Yin Yue can still make him die in bed.

From the mouth of a certain royal disciple who is not very familiar but definitely knows him, Yin Yue got a secret book: everything depends on the atmosphere.

Some things that are very intimate and can enhance the favorability can generally be done when there is an atmosphere. But the atmosphere is not clear, it can only be understood but not spoken, and it will naturally be clear when the time comes.

Yin Yue felt that there was a lot of atmosphere at this time.

But there are always people who like to bother when His Royal Highness the Prince Regent tries to do something excessive to the young prince of his heart.

The sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs made a rhythmic sound, and Yin Yue was disturbed by this sound, and only felt that the idea of what to do was gone, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

Lao Tzu is going to behead the nine tribes of that man!!

The curtain was lifted, and strange and familiar faces appeared in their field of vision. Yin Yue looked at Ling Yueyue's face that made him feel a toothache, and silently retracted the imposing cruel words he had just put down.

The law of true fragrance cannot be escaped by anyone.