The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

four or five hours later

Saiman hugged Xiangruan in his arms, and circled it tightly into his arms.

Ha Moore, who turned his back to Saiman, did not push away the person behind him, but moved into his arms and leaned against each other tightly.

Saiman combed Harmore's long silver hair, kissed Harmore's ear and asked, "Did my mother call you into the palace?"

"Well, she wants to ask about the He family."

Harmore turned to face Saiman, and he just met Saiman's eyes.

He didn't know how many times Saiman could come out secretly, so he was a little reluctant to let Saiman go back, but he had to let him go back.

"Have you got in touch with He Zheng?"

Saiman didn't notice Harmore's reluctance, so he asked.

Hamoore didn't speak, and buried his head in Saiman's arms, tightly clutching Saiman's nightgown.

"Physical discomfort?"

Saiman's voice became more tense.

Harmore shook his head silently, and the hand holding Saiman's nightgown became more and more forceful.

He suddenly got up and sat on Saiman, wearing a close-fitting long-haired nightgown with long silver hair in a messy half-hang, just looking down at Saiman.

Saiman didn't know what was wrong with Harmore, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, his nightgown was open to reveal a large area of ​​skin, and his abdominal muscles were exposed in front of Harmore.

Harmore leaned over Saiman, his long hair slowly slid down his shoulders and fell onto Saiman.

Saiman opened his mouth to ask something, but Harmore had already hugged his neck, buried his head in the socket of his neck, and did not come out for a long time.

Only at this moment did Saiman know that Harmore was reluctant to let him go, and his mood was very complicated.

He kissed Harmore's face, gently rubbed Harmore's long hair, and promised Harmore, "I will not leave you half a step after everything is over, I will go wherever you go."

Harmore hummed with red eyes, and hugged Saiman's neck more and more tightly.

Saiman glanced out the window, it was already past four o'clock, and it would be dawn soon, he had to rush back to the palace as soon as possible.

Harmore also knew that Saiman should go, so he let go of Saiman's neck, and lay on the side with his back to Saiman.

Saiman's heart hurts as if being pinched tightly by someone.

He hugged Harmore's waist from behind and said, "I'll come to you tonight, leave me a door."

Harmore nodded and sniffed.

He didn't want to cry, but the tears were uncontrollable.

They had such a sweet life in country H that he couldn't adapt to anything without Saiman by his side. How could someone who had tasted sweetness be able to go back.

Saiman knew that Harmore was crying, but he could do nothing but hug the thin body tightly in his arms.

It won't be long, we won't be apart for too long.

Saiman said silently in his heart, he didn't know what kind of determination he had made, maybe it was the same as Sai Desi, who had decided to take action against his mother.

"I just saw the Knight of Rank next to His Royal Highness Saiman."

A knight patrolling downstairs, he whispered this to the people around him, as if in a low voice to avoid being overheard, but it was still heard by Oss passing by behind them, and he immediately walked over to him and asked excitedly, "Where, where did you see him?"

The knight was taken aback, but quickly pointed to the villa and said, "I just saw it when I went into the bathroom on the first floor. Knight Lan Ke just came out of the guest room."

"Which room?"

Oss tightly clenched the knight's shoulders, his voice was louder than just now.

The knight was pinched to pieces by Oss, and he frowned in pain and said, "The last guest room on the first floor, that's where Knight Lanke came out."

After hearing this, Oss immediately threw off the knight and ran into the villa in a hurry.

The knight rubbed his shoulders and complained, "Is there any need to be so excited? It almost crushed me to death."

"He must be excited. I heard that Knight Ranke has not answered his calls." The person next to him said with a wicked smile.

The knight snorted, "Have you had a fight?"

"I don't know, anyway, I always see him staring at his phone, walking around restlessly."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Knight Ranke is too clueless, he is the young master of the Ao family! If he doesn't like me, he will stick to me. Being the young mistress of the Ao family is no better than being a knight."

The knight looked envious and jealous, but the person next to him gave him a speechless look, but he didn't say anything. He also understood that Oss's identity was too attractive, and it was normal for him to think so.

At this time, Lan Ke, who didn't know what to do, received a call from a subordinate in the palace, and the other party asked him, crying and trembling, "You, when will you and Your Highness come back, oh, I really can't stand it anymore, I My heart is going to explode."

The knight under the quilt burst into tears. After all, he is now pretending to be Saiman and lying on the bed to deceive the people outside the door. They come in every hour to take a look, and his mentality has long since collapsed.

Rank sighed, he had received more than 20 calls from his subordinates during the seven or eight hours he had been out, which made him speechless.

He comforted his subordinates, "They only took one look and dared not lift the quilt to check, you just need to lie down properly."

"It's easy for you to say, my body is shaking so much that I can't even hold my phone steadily."

The subordinate complained aggrievedly while wiping away tears, his voice kept low.

At the beginning of dinner, Saiman suddenly left him in the room sneakily, and said that there was a big task to be entrusted to him, and he had a silly face of joy.

As a result, not long after it got dark, he saw Saiman climbing downstairs from the balcony, so he threw him in the room, and it took him a long time to receive a call from Rank, asking him to pretend to be Saiman and sleep in the room To deceive others, they came back soon, and his legs were so frightened that his legs were weak.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of

The subordinate was crying out of breath, sobbing pitifully.

Lan Ke glanced at the time, and it was indeed not far from dawn. He sighed, "I'll go find His Highness now, and you stay lying down, so that they don't find you."

"Yeah, hurry up and bring your Highness back."

The subordinate hung up the phone in a hurry after wiping away tears, hugged himself tightly under the quilt and sniffed.

Lan Ke put the mobile phone back into his pocket, picked up the saber on the bedside table and put it back on his waist, and walked quickly to the door of the room.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but the door was suddenly pushed in from the outside, and it slammed into the door directly in front of him, knocking him back a few steps and almost fell down.

Lan Ke was in so much pain that tears rolled down his face. He only felt a warmth gushing out of his nose, and he reached out to touch the nosebleed.

Lan Ke was so angry that he raised his head and glared at the intruder, but before he could scold him, he was hugged tightly by Oss, who covered his nose with a dazed expression and blinked stupidly.