The villain coaxed to the extreme, and the host was carried away again!

The crowd gathered around the two people, and Salma stood far behind, looking at the two people admiringly, no matter how they looked at them, they felt they matched each other.

After the song ended, thunderous applause erupted in the hall.

Hassan brought Lan Zhou to Salma, who smiled warmly.

"Lan Zhou's dance is very graceful and elegant. Can I have the honor to dance with you later?"

Lan Zhou smiled. "It's my pleasure."

A moment later, the second song started playing. Lan Zhou gracefully bowed slightly to Salma and raised one hand as an invitation. Salma put her palm on Lan Zhou's hand and followed him onto the dance floor.

Several people immediately rushed to Hassan's side, wanting to invite him to dance. Lan Tian'er was the fastest and arrived at Hassan's side first.

"Prince Hassan, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"

Hassan remembered that this girl was Lan Zhou's sister, and their facial features were similar. Hassan glanced at Lan Zhou, who was already in the middle of the dance floor, and led Lan Tian'er to the dance floor.

Others also came on stage in twos and threes, showing off their graceful dancing postures.

Salma caught a glimpse of Hassan from a distance and smiled.

"Is that your sister? He looks like a good match for Hassan."

Lan Zhou went to search for Hassan's shadow and saw Hassan spinning on the dance floor with Lan Tian'er in his arms.

Hassan is tall and handsome, and Lan Tianer is delicate and charming. They seem to be a perfect match.

Lan Zhou's heart sank for no reason, and his mood became depressed again.

Salma had seen through everything, but she didn't point it out. There were some truths that she had to realize on her own. She had done what she could, and the rest depended on whether the two of them had this fate.

This night, Lan Zhou drank for the first time. He skipped those two songs and never danced again. He kept staring at Hassan.

Hassan looked at him from time to time with gentle eyes, but when someone asked him to dance, he danced.

Lan Zhou just looked at him like this, singing one song after another, as if he was really carefully choosing his lover.

Hassan danced seven or eight songs and then stopped dancing and came to Lan Zhou's side.

Looking at him holding a glass of champagne, he raised his eyebrows.

"Can you drink?"

Lan Zhou looked at the cup in his hand.

"Is this wine? It's sweet, I thought it was a drink."

Hassan laughed, took the champagne from his hand, and gave him a glass of apple juice.

"You'll get drunk if you drink too much. Just drink apple juice."

Lan Zhou accepted the invitation obediently. When someone came to invite Hassan to dance, he refused. Lan Zhou felt a little excited.

He didn't know why his emotions fluctuated so much because of Hassan's actions.

The dance is over and the music ends.

After the commotion, Lan Zhou and Hassan sat on the balcony on the second floor and chatted while looking at the night sky.

Lan Zhou asked Hassan: "Will you get married in the future? Will two people be together after marriage? Then can I continue to be with you?"

Hassan looked at him, "I will only be with my lover forever."

Lan Zhou frowned,

"I am not happy."

Hassan guided him carefully. "Why are you not happy?"

"I'm not happy that you're living with a woman."

Hassan followed suit.

"It could also be a man, same-sex marriage is legal in Morocco."

Lan Zhou suddenly raised his head:

“What is same-sex marriage?”

Hassan suddenly felt guilty, but he couldn't suppress his inner feelings for Lan Zhou and just wanted to keep him by his side selfishly.

Hassan raised his hand and gently touched his cheek,

"You know, in the world, not only can men and women be together, but also women and women, and men and men can be together. And I like men and will only marry one man in the future."

Lan Zhou felt that the fingertips on his cheeks seemed to be filled with warmth, making his whole body warm through his skin.

He looked up at Hassan carefully.

"Is this actually possible?"

Lan Zhou stood up on his tiptoes and pressed his lips against Hassan's.

Hassan! !

He had seen his father and mother kissing like this before, and just now he suddenly wanted to try it too.

Lan Zhou stretched out the tip of his pink tongue and licked it on his lips, as if tasting and aftertaste.

"I guess I need to add some knowledge."

After Lan Zhou finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Hassan...! !

Before he could recover from his excitement, the troublemaker left?

What does this nonsense mean?

Hassan was stunned for several minutes before returning to his room, lying on the bed and gently rubbing his lips with his fingers.

The kiss was too light and too fast, but the moment of contact touched the soul directly. Hassan's heart was beating a little irregularly now.

Lan Zhou is too thorough and innocent, so does he know what this kiss means?

Hassan was extremely conflicted, but he also knew not to disturb Lan Zhou. He was like a prisoner waiting for sentencing. Lan Zhou's decision could make him think about heaven or hell.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Lan Zhou didn't sleep either, he was busy supplementing his knowledge.

He was taught by Mr. Lan since he was a child. He received private lessons arranged for him by Mr. Lan, and extremely excellent tutors came to teach him.

Therefore, he has no classmates. Except for the first grade of elementary school, he has never been to school or taken any physical hygiene class.

In terms of knowledge about the sexes, he is like an ignorant child who knows nothing.

That night, he supplemented his knowledge about gender in the online library and learned that Morocco is tolerant of marriages of different sexual orientations.

After closing the computer, I digested the knowledge that I had just quickly absorbed in my brain, and also understood that love is not based on gender, but on emotion.

So the question is, what is his feelings for Hassan?

He had never thought about this issue before, but obviously he needed to think about it carefully now.

What is love?

If you see it, you will be happy; if you don’t see it, you will be sad;

I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit;

It is the long dream of the sea water, you are worried and I am also worried;

The sun is full of lust, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is as bright as a sleepless day;

It is like a thousand sails, but it is not like that. The slanting light and the flowing water are long;

Suddenly looking back, that person was in the dim light!

all hit!

It turns out that my dependence on and longing for Hassan during this period were all due to love!

It was already dawn, and Lan Zhou couldn't wait for a moment, so he immediately went out and knocked on the door opposite.

Hassan had been awake, anxiously waiting for the verdict. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and he immediately sat up. At this moment, he found that his mood was actually one of fear.

When Fear heard the answer she didn't want, she rang twice without haste, more urgently than ever.

Hassan opened the door and looked at Lan Zhou solemnly.

Lan Zhou looked delighted, "Hassan, I think I love you. I can't stand you marrying someone else. I just want to occupy you forever, for the rest of my life, are you willing?"

Heaven!

Colorful fireworks exploded all around, and Hassan was instantly overwhelmed with happiness. No words could describe his joy.

He picked up Lan Zhou and spun him around a few times. Lan Zhou hugged his neck and giggled, and Hassan also laughed.

The two people were like fools, saying nothing, just looking at each other, smiling, and letting joy surround them.

Lan Zhou saw above Hassan's head, one pink bubble halo emerging from the center of the ring, one after another, one after another.

This was a sight Lan Zhou had never seen before. He looked at it with some surprise.

"How are you feeling now?"

Hassan looked down at him.

"Happiness, joy, happiness, satisfaction... No words can fully describe my mood at this moment."

Lan Zhou gently placed his hand on Hassan's chest, feeling his heartbeat.

"You don't need to describe it, I know it all."

Hassan hugged Lan Zhou again and held him tightly in his arms.

"Lan Zhou, thank you!"

Lan Zhou was also surrounded by huge happiness at this moment,

"Hassan, thank you!"

The two of them giggled again, Lan Zhou's chest shook, and Lan Zhou's eyes turned red inexplicably as he listened to his magnetic laughter coming from his chest.

When the room cleaner appeared in the corridor, the two separated and walked hand in hand to the garden.

In a sea of ​​tulips, Hassan knelt down on one knee and took out a small, simple box from his arms. It's obviously old, and it's decorated with red emeralds. Just looking at this small box, you can tell it's a priceless antique.

Hassan opened the lid of the box, and inside was an antique ring with the royal mark of Morocco.

Hassan looked into Lan Zhou’s crystal-like eyes and said solemnly:

"Lan Zhou, will you marry me and become the master of Rabat Palace?"

Lan Zhou's heart was filled with rising emotions.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Lan Zhou picked up Hassan, and Hassan put the ring on Lan Zhou's hand.

"This is a ring that has been passed down for five generations in Morocco. My mother took it from my father. She gave it to me a few days ago. Now I am wearing it on your hand. We will definitely be happy."

Lan Zhou looked at the not fashionable but very symbolic ring in his hand and said:

"I like it very much. I haven't had time to prepare a gift for you yet."

Hassan embraced him.

"You are the best gift God has given me."

Lan Zhou lay in his arms and snickered.

Salma stood on the balcony and looked at the two people embracing each other, with a smile on her face, hiding her merit and fame.

【This story is over! 】