My hands shook suddenly, and I could barely hold the teacup, and I saw that the cup was about to fall, when a large warm hand suddenly reached out and took the cup by my hand.

I felt the warmth and sweat of the palms of my hands, and for some reason, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and my whole body throbbed.

I lowered my head, not daring to look at him, my face already burning crimson.

But after he took the cup, he didn't let go of his hand, but put the cup on the table, and grabbed my hand more tightly, and I tried to break free gently, but as soon as I forced, he pulled it violently, and I fell down and fell into his arms.

I didn't dare to move anymore, and when I felt the surging power under his tight skin, I could only tremble: "Your Highness......"

"If there is anything you dare not answer, no matter how you answer, I will not blame you."

“……”

You won't blame me, but what do you want me to do?

I was hugged tightly by him in my arms all night, I slept well, I slept badly, no matter how I answered, I desperately lowered my head and buried my face, but it seemed to be drilling into his arms, the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a smile.

Then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked me up horizontally, and in a few steps he was carried to the bed.

Seeing him lean down towards me, I subconsciously closed my eyes, but the hot breath slowly moved from my face to my cheeks, my neck, and finally stopped between my neck.

After a long time, I turned my head, and saw that he was sleeping in my shoulder socket again, as he had done last night.

This kind of ear and sideburns grinding, through the affection of the boudoir, I never thought that I would be with him, but this is not the first time, what makes me even more scared is that from the initial fright, panic, and anxiety, to now, I only have a heartbeat......

Listening to his breathing, I still spoke, and my voice was a little hoarse: "Your Highness, you haven't eaten yet." ”

“…… No. ”

"But—"

"That's it, that's it."

As he spoke, he let out a long breath, as if indescribably satisfied and comforted, the tip of his straight nose rubbed against my collarbone, and he hugged my arm a little harder, almost embedding my body into his arms, skin tight, no matter how I moved, there was a little gap between the two people's bodies, and he would immediately adjust his sleeping position, so that the two people's bodies fit tightly again.

It's like twins.

……

That night, I was completely sleepless.

His rare tenderness and imperceptible attachment made me feel a sense of oppression that was overwhelmed by dark clouds, which strangled my heart, and it was difficult to even breathe this night.

It was as if some fine silk had formed a lingering web, encircling me with a thousand twists and turns.

When he wakes up, he is like a vine entwining a tree, and he will not stop until he dies.

The night passed in silence, and the morning sun shone into the room through the window lattice paper, and also shone on his face, and the eyelashes that were as black as crow's wings were dyed with a faint light, as if they were about to fly at any time.

I stared at him blankly, as if sensing something, and my eyelashes twitched slightly, and I opened my eyes.

Under the dark eyelashes, there are still dark eyes, but at this moment all the tiredness and tenderness are exhausted after the night, and he regains his former coldness and sharpness, and that gaze makes my heart froze, and I subconsciously retreat a little, but just as soon as I moved, his hand was forceful again, and I was taken back into his arms.