Although Ye Mushen is a man, he is not uncaring for his appearance.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, and he has also heard one or two stories of a white head overnight.

I didn't expect that I would become one of the protagonists of these bizarre stories.

He looked at Ling Shang's dark and deep eyes.

In those eyes, there was nothing but the totem of terror from hell – a totem that symbolized endless darkness, cruel bestiality and eternal death.

In this world, it seems that there is nothing worth his nostalgia for.

Ling Shang held his face with both hands, "Do you blame me for not letting you see His Highness Jing for the last time?" ”

Ye Mushen lowered his eyes, "Brother Jing has nothing left for you......"

"Those things shouldn't have belonged to him in the first place." Ling Shang smiled contemptuously, "If he continues to stay in Luoyang, I'm afraid he won't even be able to save his life." ”

"What about me? What if I stay here? ”

Ling Shang pecked at the center of his eyebrows, "You will be completely desperate for the surname Ye." ”

"Huh...... I have long lost hope in the old man of the emperor. ”

"Trust me, you won't want to know what's going to happen next." Ling Shang said bewildermently, "Or ...... It has already happened. ”

"Brother, can you answer me a question?" Ye Mushen's long curly eyelashes almost touched Ling Shang's face.

"Do you want to ask, the grudge between me and Your Majesty?"

"I didn't want to interfere with you before, and I thought you would tell me one day, so I didn't ask much...... However, I probably won't have a chance to ...... in the future."

Ling Shang kissed him along the bridge of his nose to his lips and swallowed his unfinished words.

He seemed to be addicted to the lips of the person in his arms, and he only pecked shallowly, and felt incomparable satisfaction.

Ye Mushen opened his eyes in distraction, meeting his brother's sharp gaze.

This reflected his deep and charming eyes, which were as cold as ever.

But why kiss yourself like a lover......

It seems that he has indeed never opened the door of his heart, right?

Even if at this time, the two will have nothing to do with each other in a few days, and he is reluctant to reveal his affairs.

However, Ye Mushen is no longer the same self as before.

No matter how tender Ling Shang's kiss is, he will not get dizzy and lose himself.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. I don't really care either. Ye Mushen was ravaged and spat out hoarse sentences between her red and swollen lips.

Ling Shang didn't want to tell him, he just didn't know how to speak.

When language doesn't solve the problem, he can only use a more primitive way.

Besides, these days, he stays by the side of this guy who walks into the coffin day and night, and what he wants to do most is to hold him to the death and not let him stay away from him even half a step.

"I'm just like you. Your Majesty doesn't recognize me as a son, and I don't recognize him as a father...... "Ling Shang pondered, "However, he still has the value of use. ”

Ye Mushen sat obediently on his lap, put his hands around his neck, and attached them to his ear, "What do you want to use him for?" ”

"It's not a good thing to see people." Ling Shang locked him in his arms as he wished, "If you want to say that it is a great rebellion...... It doesn't seem like an exaggeration. ”

"You want to usurp the throne?"

"Ha......" Ling Shang's hand slid into the placket of his shirt and groped down from his waist, "I'm just a dirty and filthy villain, not some ambitious tyrant...... Ah San, you think too highly of me......"

Ye Mushen snorted, a cold sweat broke down his spine, and buried his head in his shoulder socket.