General, the little emperor ran away [System]

The atmosphere was ambiguous, Lin Zhao staggered his gaze, and casually opened the book at hand: "You bought the book so soon?"

As soon as these scripts were mentioned, He Ning had a headache, thinking that he would have to endure these illogical tortures for a long time to come, it was like death.

He forcibly raised the corner of his mouth: "No, this is from Lin Lan's friend, bring it here and let me have a look first, the general wants to see it."

Lin Zhao: "...I don't need it." He had just read two pages, and he knew all the words on it, but he couldn't understand them together. He slapped his hand on the table, and even his eyebrows Cruelly refused, "You can watch it yourself, and I won't watch it."

He Ning was about to cry, he knew the book was really lacking in logic, and the general's rigid face was about to wrinkle together.

Thinking that he still had to follow the above, He Ning felt elated for a while.

He should become the laughing stock of the entire General's Mansion.

but--

In a flash just now, he seems to have seen the plot of who is feeding whom?

And hugs and kisses.

Can't all of these transmit dragon energy?

He Ning felt that he had found a shortcut.

He was worried that he didn't know what other actions could convey the dragon's energy, why didn't he treat the general according to the book.

There may be ridicule, but the dragon spirit must be passed on.

He Ning's originally sluggish spirit was instantly lifted, and he found the courage to read these scripts.

Lin Zhao: "..." Staring at the little emperor looking at Huaben with wolf-like hunger and thirst, a chill came from his back.

Well, besides snacks and Aunt Zhang, he has another formidable enemy.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, especially after seeing the happy expression of the little emperor eating dessert while reading the script, he became even angrier.

"Don't eat." Lin Zhao took the plate away.

He Ning grabbed an empty hand, just holding the back of Lin Zhao's hand.

Lin Zhao: "..." He lowered his head and met a pair of wet eyes.

"I still want to eat." The sticky voice was like syrup, covering his whole body.

After so many times, Lin Zhao still couldn't resist the deer-like pure eyes, so he simply turned his face away and didn't look at him.

"Hmph, when I first moved in, I was still served with delicious food and drink, but now I don't even give you a few pieces of plum blossom cakes. General Lin, if you stay here again, you will not ask me to work for you, right?"

He didn't dare to say these words before, but this is also because they got along well recently, and they talked more casually with Ning.

He licked off the pastry crumbs in his hand, smacked his lips, and couldn't get enough.

"If you continue to eat it, you will turn into plum blossom cakes." Lin Zhao stood up, and took the grease extracted from the previous sixteen kinds of flowers from the cabinet at the back. "You don't need to do the work."

He turned around and looked at He Ning's slender waist meaningfully, as long as he had sex, it would be fine, but unfortunately this cannot be said on the table, Lin Zhao licked the corner of his mouth, suppressing the urge to churn up.

The little emperor smiled sweetly: "It's better to become a plum blossom cake. If you want to eat it, you can lick yourself."

Thinking of the little cutie licking herself, Lin Zhao almost threw the porcelain bottle out of her hand.

"General Lin, be careful." He Ning was so frightened that his little heart thumped, "Why are you so clumsy?" Whose fault is it if such an expensive thing is broken?

And it's not all because of you.

Lin Zhao himself was taken aback, put the ointment on the table, reached out and touched the tip of his nose: "Go wash your hands, apply this today."

He Ning stood up, and lay his head in his arms: "Don't go, I'm sleepy, get up early tomorrow and apply the medicine." He yawned and narrowed his eyes slowly, lazily poking Lin with his little finger. The general's strong forearm, "I'm so sleepy, is the general okay this afternoon, can you take a nap with me in your arms?"

Seeing the slyness seeping out of his narrowed eyes, Lin Zhao put his hands around his waist to prevent him from falling, and directly refused: "Not good."

"Why?!" He Ning pouted, eyes widened, "General Lin, you are abusing me, if you don't give me food, will you give it to someone?"

He touched his belly that had just been full, and said guiltily, "Look, I'm already skinny!"

Lin Zhao pinched his ass: "I think there is a lot of meat, don't make trouble, I'm going out tomorrow morning, can you get up?"

"I can't get up." He Ning let go of his hand, and hung his whole body on General Lin's arm, with his left hand sticking to the palm of his right hand, "I can do it by myself, that's it, I can do it with one hand."

Lin Zhao looked at his hand that suddenly let go, and squinted at him: "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

"I'm not afraid." He Ning smiled and rubbed against his arms, "General Lin will definitely catch me."

General Lin was about two times his size, nestling in General Lin's arms like a child.The warm breath that belonged exclusively to General Lin wrapped him tightly, and He Ning could even feel the itching of those warm and dry breaths invading his skin.

He Ning wondered if the transfer of dragon energy from himself to General Lin's body was the same.

Will General Lin be enveloped by his breath? I'm a little curious.

Subconsciously, he wrapped his arms around Lin Zhao's waist tightly, and yawned again, with teardrops hanging from his eyelashes: "I'm really sleepy, I really want to sleep, isn't the general sleepy? Do you want to go out in the afternoon? If not If you go out, sleep with me!"

"Sleep, let's sleep, let's sleep together." He Ning shook his arm, his sticky voice penetrated into Lin Zhao's ears like a bug.

"Okay, okay." The veins on Lin Zhao's forehead popped up, and he wanted to take off his clothes and sleep with him, but he managed to stabilize his figure and pinch his wrist, "Hands are sticky, wash your hands first, and then apply the medicine." sleep."

It's just that I don't want to wash my hands and don't want to move before I say sleep.

He Ning pursed his lips in reluctance, struggled to break away from his embrace, turned around and was about to sit back on the edge of the table: "Forget it then, I don't want to sleep."

"Is your hand stained with gold? Is it so difficult to wash your hands?" Lin Zhao grabbed his wrist and held him in his arms. His arms passed under his armpit, almost holding him to the corner. Go, "It's just two or three steps, and you are not allowed to fetch water."

He Ning let him lead his movements without exerting any effort, without opening his mouth when speaking: "It's just that I'm too lazy to move."

As soon as Lin Zhaogang let go, the little emperor's limp body slid down, and he quickly reached out to catch it.

Patting the little emperor on the forehead, Lin Zhao warned: "Stand up, I'm going to let go."

"I don't." He Ning even closed his eyes, "I don't have the strength, I don't stand, if you want to let go, you can hug me back and sit."

Seeing the scene where he was about to fall asleep and snore in the next moment, Lin Zhao still didn't dare to let go, and was afraid of falling. He fixed his waist tightly with his legs, "Are you boneless?"

"Ah." He Ning sighed comfortably, "If I can just lie down every day, what do I need bones for?"

System: "..." I was speechless.

Lin Zhao was obviously helpless, and resigned himself to helping him roll up his sleeves. Seeing that he hadn't planned to do it himself, he twisted his body and wet the veil with difficulty.

This pose was so difficult that Lin Zhao was finally forced to hug him face to face, wrap his arms around his neck, and wrap his legs around his waist.

Holding the handkerchief in such an awkward position, he wrung it dry, and hastily helped him wipe off the stickiness on his hands.

He Ning buried his face in front of his chest, took a deep breath of the warm and dry smell of General Lin's body, raised his closed eyebrows slightly, and was extremely airy.

After all, being able to be lazy and also take the opportunity to pass on the dragon spirit, I couldn't be happier.

"Yeah~" He Ning whispered.

He was picked up by Lin Zhao's waist, his feet were suddenly suspended in the air, and he subconsciously reached out to grab it, but finally caught Lin Zhao's ear, he was stunned for a long time, and then burst out laughing.

Lin Zhao ignored him, walked steadily to the edge of the bed, and gently asked someone to put it on: "Why, you are so courageous, don't worry about me throwing you away this time?"

He Ning stared: "You are reluctant."

"Yes, I can't bear it." Lin Zhao took his hand and slowly unwrapped the cloth strip, looked at the winding scar, and gently stroked it with his fingertips, "Then tell me, why I can't bear it?"

"Because, because I like you." He Ning was a little itchy from his touch, rolled over to the foot of the bed, and was pulled back by his elbow.

Crackling, the eyes of the two met unexpectedly in the air, Lin Zhao felt as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows suddenly, feeling sore, swollen, painful and numb, he lowered his head and coughed lightly: "Don't move around, I'm going to apply medicine now. "

He Ning tilted his head and stretched his neck to see his expression from bottom to top: "General Lin?" He grinned strangely, "Are you just laughing?"

Lin Zhao turned his head, with an expression on his face that I couldn't understand what you were talking about.

"You must have been laughing just now." He Ning immediately crawled over, grabbing his shoulders and making sure to look at each other, shouting loudly, "General Lin, you smiled, I can even see the corners of your mouth move, ahh, Lin General, you look so pretty when you smile."

"No, I didn't laugh." Facing the cutie, Lin Zhao felt that he had become naive, and even refuted such words, he coughed twice and stood up.

"Don't think about leaving." He Ning suddenly got up on his knees, and pulled Lin Zhao's wrist back very hard.

Caught off guard, Lin Zhao didn't stand firmly at all, staggered and leaned back with his whole weight.

The little emperor was rushed backwards by the strength of his own rebound, and seeing that the back of his head was about to hit the wall, Lin Zhao turned around in the air and took him into his arms with his long hands, protecting his head behind them. Holding upside down on the bed.

"Hiss—" He Ning knocked on Lin Zhao's chest, a little dazed by the shock, and opened his eyes slowly after a while.

"General, General Lin, are you alright?" Suddenly recalling what he had just done, He Ning got up in a panic, looked at Lin Zhao's slightly distorted facial features, and anxiously grabbed Lin Zhao's hand , "Where is the knock, is it serious, just wait, I'll call the imperial doctor." He said as he panicked to get out of bed.

"It's okay." As soon as Lin Zhao raised his leg, he put the person between himself and the wall, raised his arms to press him down and lay down.

He Ning glanced at his waist several times: "It's really all right, I'd better ask the imperial doctor to take a look, so you can rest assured."

"My waist is fine, I'm fine." Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, "Where did you hit?"

He Ning stretched his arms and kicked his legs: "I'm fine." The whole person was huddled in General Lin's arms without touching him at all.

The two were so close that Lin Zhao felt that he could lick the little emperor's lips as soon as he stuck out his tongue.

He Ning suddenly became serious: "General Lin."

The serious tone made Lin Zhao, who was in a state of excitement, a little nervous.

He Ning: "General Lin, do you like me?"

"..." Lin Zhao pressed his chest indiscriminately, "No, I don't like it."

"..." He Ning grabbed his face, "No, you have to like me." While speaking, the other party had already turned away and even refused to meet his eyes, and He Ning sat up and sat domineeringly on General Lin's body, lying on his stomach. Pinch his face on his chest, "Look, I like you so much, I even gave you a birthday present, that's my amulet, how can you not like me!"

Lin Zhao was stiff all over: "Like me? Really like me? Like me more than the prime minister?"

"Is it true or not? I can still lie to you." He Ning said with a bitter face, "General, why do you have to compare yourself with the prime minister? I like you and the prime minister, can't I?"

"No, it can always be arranged in the next order." Lin Zhao insisted that there must be more of you than me.

Seeing that the little emperor didn't speak for a long time, General Lin's face gradually collapsed, and he pushed him away to get up.

Seeing this, He Ning immediately grabbed his arm, threw himself on him and fell asleep on top of him: "You, you, you, I like you, I like you the most in the whole world." Anyway, the prime minister is not there, and the general wants to make a fuss when the time comes He simply denied it.

Lin Zhao turned his face away: "Not sincere."

"Why is there no sincerity? I have nothing but the most sincerity." He Ning was still yelling at the first sentence, and murmured hurtfully at the last sentence, "Why do you have to compare with the prime minister? You are already with the prime minister. It's different."

He tugged on his sleeve vigorously, as if he wanted to pull the piece of cloth off, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't eat or sleep with the prime minister."

We have already talked about this point, Lin Zhao still wants to push him down.

He Ning lost his temper, stretched out his small thin arms and hugged General Lin's shoulder tightly, closing his eyes tightly and exerting force: "Didn't they all say they like you, why are you still angry!"

"I'm not angry, I have to go down to get the medicine." Lin Zhao originally wanted to push his hand away, but when it got wet, he wanted to hold it.

He Ning refused to let him go, pouted and insisted on asking if he liked him or not, and even tried to give an example: "You must like me, and I still sleep next to you at night, so if you don't like it, you still agree with me and you." sleep, don't you feel awkward?"

"Well, I like it. It's because I like it that I want to sleep with you." Lin Zhao played with his hand and said meaningfully.

"This is the blatant perfunctory." He Ning rolled his eyes, and smiled again in an instant, "But I am more talkative than the general, as long as the general says he likes me, of course I will believe it unconditionally."

He obediently stretched out his right hand, winked and smiled playfully, "Then I will trouble General Lin, who is my favorite and also likes me, to help me apply the medicine."

Lin Zhao squeezed his hand: "I know it's naughty."

He Ning smiled even happier: "I said you laughed just now, and you didn't admit it, but now you laugh even happier than before." He nestled under General Lin's arm, "Look how much you like me , you will laugh when you see me."

The system said coolly: "Seeing that you are happy, maybe they are just teasing you."

He Ning immediately retorted: "That's not true, what's good for him to play with me? Doesn't it mean that he likes me if it's not good for him to play with me? I like the general, so I like him. If he likes me, he'll be happy. What's wrong with being happy!"

"Hmph, why didn't I see you so happy when I said I liked you." The system muttered a few words in a low voice, and poured cold water on him, "Nothing, what can I do, be happy, seize all the time to be happy, now General Of course he likes you by raising you as a younger brother, but I see that you have become the emperor again after returning to the palace, does he still like you?"

Hmph, when the time comes, it won't be up to me to like you!

"Then I won't go back." He Ning took it for granted, full of confidence for no reason,

The system sneered: "Okay, I'll just wait and see how you find a reason to stay in the general's mansion after you recover from your injury."

He Ning rolled his eyes, and there were many reasons.

As long as the general doesn't force him to send him back, as long as he wants to stay, he can definitely stay.

The system was anxious: "Hey, hey, I told you, don't use self-harm!"

He Ning blinked nimbly and vividly: "The process is not important, the ultimate goal has always been to survive."

The system was choked and speechless, because at first it sounded like nonsense, but when you think about it carefully, it is true.

He Ning was immersed in the beautiful fantasy bubbles he wove.

General Lin is really nice.

He is the first person to say that he likes him. I really hope that this love can last longer, and he will also like General Lin for a longer time.

"General, my lord, the prime minister, please see me."

The little emperor was taken aback, and looked at Lin Zhao in horror.

Lin Zhao held his slightly trembling hand: "Don't think about it, I didn't want to send you back."

"Really?" He Ning didn't believe it, and looked at the figure waiting outside the door, feeling aggrieved, "But the prime minister is here, he must have come to take me back."

"I didn't know before he came, don't move." Lin Zhao grabbed his finger with one hand, and with the other hand, he drew a circle along the pink and tender scar, and spread the ointment evenly.

The slightly cool ointment was slightly heated by General Lin's friction, and then it was blown cool by the air for a while, and it was still a little itchy. He found it.

He Ning stared at his hand, flattened his mouth: "General."

Lin Zhao didn't look up, but hummed lightly.

He Ning said in a weak voice, "If you lie to me, I will be very sad."

Lin Zhao stopped the movement of his hands and looked at him: "What happened all of a sudden?"

He Ning lowered his eyelids, did not look at him, moved his fingers slightly, and his fingertips just scratched General Lin's tiger's mouth.

"General Lin, you are the first person to say that you like me, and also my favorite person, so compared with others, you are very special."

"No matter what you do, I won't be angry, but I will be very sad, and I won't like you after being sad."

He grabbed the quilt on one side, as if trying to dig a hole.

Even if it has nothing to do with Longqi, General Lin is very special to him.

It's so special that when he thinks that the other party is likely to target him in the future, he feels distressed, like a needle prick.

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you in this life!" The little emperor bowed his head and looked like an abandoned kitten. Don’t pretend to be serious, just watch and write nonsense, and follow the random thinking.”

"Ah!" He Ning tilted his head, avoiding his hand in disgust, "You have ointment on your hand, you're going to put it on my hair."

"It's okay." Lin Zhao didn't think so, and even didn't want to take back his hand, "It smells pretty good." It matched the milk fragrance on the little emperor unexpectedly.

"It's something, my hair is oily." He Ning scratched his hair, and the broken hair at the temples fell into a mess. He didn't care, and wiped the back of his hand to make sure that the hair was really not oily, so he raised his face and gave Lin Zhao a look. .

Lin Zhao shrugged his shoulders, put down the porcelain vase and began to tie cloth strips for him.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the figure outside the door seemed to be shaking, and He Ning's eyes were also shaking with hatred. He hesitated and said, "General Lin, do you want to see the prime minister first?"

"Don't worry, besides, he didn't come to see me in the first place." Lin Zhao looked at He Ning pointedly, "Do you want to see him?"

"Ah? No, no." He Ning subconsciously shook his head, shrinking back slightly, "I don't want to go."

"I have to see you anyway." Lin Zhao comforted him, "If you don't make it clear, you will have to worry every day when the prime minister will come next time, and whether he will forcefully take you away when he comes. It’s not at ease to live in the sky.”

"Why don't you just talk it over today and tell him that you are going to live in the general's mansion for a while."

"Is it possible?" He Ning was suddenly excited, "Will the prime minister agree?"

"Why not?" Lin Zhao asked back, "Do you want to go back?"

"I don't want to." He Ning shook his head resolutely, stared at him and said seriously, "If I can, I never want to go back." He said so seriously, with an undisguised determination on his face.

This was the first time that He Ning rejected the imperial palace and the throne so sincerely in front of Lin Zhao.

"I can't say forever now." Lin Zhao put his warm palms on the back of his head, pressing his head against his chest, "But it's okay not to go back for a short time, after all, you are still sick."

"Sick? But the wounds on my hands are already healed." Before he could speak, Hening's big dark eyes rolled around.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Zhao bent his index finger and flicked on his forehead, and He Ning grinned at him in pain, protecting his forehead.

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes slowly: "Leave this matter to me." He rubbed the little emperor's head vigorously, "Don't use the method last time."

Afraid that the little emperor might not understand, Lin Zhao added forcefully, "If I know where you are injured, I will send you back to recuperate. There are many imperial physicians in the palace, and everyone happens to be around you alone."

Thinking of being surrounded by everyone, He Ning shivered.

He knew that, in front of an old fox like General Lin, the smallness in his heart was not enough at all.

He Ning pursed his lips and smartly didn't ask him if he knew that his hand injury was intentional, and just covered his forehead with his hands where he was hit and muttered something in a low voice.

"Have you forgotten why you moved out in the first place?" Lin Zhao smoothed his wrinkled willow leaf eyebrows with his index finger, "The energy and blood are exhausted, and the body is weakened. You must not go back until you have recovered."

He Ning's eyes lit up suddenly.

Lin Zhao pressed his shoulder: "Okay, just lie on the bed and pretend to be asleep." He taught with a straight face, "No matter what the prime minister says, don't talk to him, just pretend you didn't hear it."

He Ning grabbed his sleeve: "Will the Prime Minister believe it?"

"If you don't believe it in your heart, you will believe it on the face." Lin Zhao helped him cover the quilt, "The dragon's illness can be big or small. I will find Doctor Lin to come over later. Just don't reveal your secrets."

That will definitely not reveal the truth, the little emperor is best at pretending to be weak.

He Ning was so happy that he was about to fly up, but he couldn't hold it down. He struggled to get up, put his hands around General Lin's neck, and kissed him hard on the face.

"General Lin, you are really kind, don't worry, I will be obedient and obedient in the future." He lay down hehehe, "I will listen to whatever you say!"

"I hope you can remember this sentence firmly." Lin Zhao patted the back of his hand reassuringly, "Okay, it's okay, didn't you say you were sleepy, just take a nap."

"I promise, I will never let the prime minister take you away."

He Ning stared wide-eyed at General Lin as he tucked himself in the quilt, the back of his hand brushed against his chin with a rough feel, a little tingling but very present.

He subconsciously grabbed Lin Zhao's wrist: "General Lin, I..."

Lin Zhao bowed his head and whispered in his ear affectionately: "What's wrong?"

He Ning unconsciously picked his fingers: "I'm afraid."

Lin Zhao sat by the bed, put his arms around him and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"I just don't want to see the prime minister." He Ning said eagerly, "Anyway, I don't talk, why don't you go to another place to meet, I..."

Lin Zhao comforted him in a low voice for a long time, but the little emperor was still flustered and couldn't let go.

Lin Zhao hugged his slightly trembling body, and couldn't bear to see him so panicked, so he opened the door and said a few words to the servant, and after a while the housekeeper handed in a bundle.

He Ning sat up with his elbows propped up: "What is this? It wasn't sent in by the prime minister."

"Why, do you want the prime minister to give you a gift? Could it be that your birthday is coming soon?" Lin Zhao opened his eyelids, and his eyes fell lightly on him.

He Ning: "..." Please, don't bring this up when you talk to the prime minister later!

Lin Zhao opened the bundle, shaking out a large red gauze curtain.

"What is this? Curtain?" He Ning poked his head to look curiously. It was a bit like the bright yellow curtain hanging in his bedroom, but with a different color.

Opaque, General Lin can see the shadowy shadow on the opposite side when he props it up.

Lin Zhao's hands and feet were quick, and in the blink of an eye, the gauze curtain had been hung on the bed frame. When it hung down and was blown by the wind, a corner was lifted, revealing a hazy beauty.

He Ning reached out to lift the curtain, and the bright red translucent gauze was stuck to his white and tender face, showing a kind of festive beauty. Coupled with the bright red bedding on the bed, Lin Zhao felt that the little emperor seemed to have fallen into a festive mood. Tang's pure white rabbit, every word and deed is tempting himself.

Seeing the tall and burly General Lin through the gauze curtain, He Ning blurted out: "General, I really can't imagine when you get married in the future."

Lin Zhao paused slightly: "Why?"

He Ning squinted his eyes, as if he had already outlined the scene in his mind, with an indescribable expression in his eyes.

"I don't know, the big red one, I just can't imagine what you would look like in a big red wedding dress."

"The general has a good figure and good looks, but." He tilted his head and smiled, "No one is perfect. Your skin is too dark and a little rough. Although it's just a little bit, it always feels like it's stuck in the big skin. It's awkward in the red clothes, and I don't know whether it looks good or not."

"However..." He Ning smiled, "The general is very handsome in black, he is completely natural, standing upright."

"Compared to you, it's really not white." Lin Zhao turned his eyes to the right on his face, and said thoughtfully, "You should look good in wedding gowns."

Who knows if there will be a chance to wear it, He Ning opened his sleeves and poked his slender white arm: "It's not good if it's too white." There is no deterrence at all, and he can only win sympathy by pretending to be pitiful and cute.

Lin Zhao's eyes darkened slightly: "It's good that you are like this."

"It's not good." He Ning raised his face to meet Lin Zhao's suspicious eyes, and hurriedly made an excuse and said, "No girl will like it if it's too white."

"...!" Lin Zhao's face darkened suddenly, "Who said that?"

"One, one friend." He Ning's mouth bald, almost exposing the system, "Just a little palace lady, I said it a long time ago, and I thought of it when you mentioned it."

He Ning has a problem. Every time he tells a lie, his face doesn't blush and his heart beats, but he talks a lot.

"A friend" can get it done, but he has to involve specific details, and the result is always more words and more mistakes.

"Friend?" Lin Zhao obviously didn't believe it, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Okay, not a friend." He Ning's shoulders were slightly slumped, and he said old-fashionedly, "I heard a few little maids chatting before, and the little girl likes to talk about things."

"If you want to ask who it is, I really don't remember." He lowered his head and waved his hands again and again, "There are so many little maids, and their hairstyles and clothes are all the same. Who is it?"

He Ning spread his hands: "I think since they all said that, there must be a basis for it."

"General Lin is the one who can marry a wife." He pointed at Lin Zhao, then bent his finger and pointed at himself, "I'm so white, thin and short, I don't care what I want, girls can like me."

Lin Zhao squeezed his face and tugged hard: "They don't need to like it." Let alone, the white spots are just different.

The skin was like a freshly peeled egg, so soft and slippery that people couldn't put it down. The shy and timid eyes of him wearing a wedding dress faintly appeared in his mind, and Lin Zhao felt a little fried.

"..." Why didn't you refute me?He Ning's momentum suddenly weakened, and he blocked his hand, "Your face is going to be swollen from your pinch."

"It's typical to stand up and talk without back pain. So many ladies in the boudoir want to marry you, so you don't care. Of course, if no one likes me, I have to worry about whether I can marry a wife in the future."

"Nonsense." Lin Zhao's eyes darkened slightly, "I think you are in a good state of mind, are you not afraid of the prime minister?"

"I'm not afraid for the time being." He Ning was confident, "General Lin said no, I will believe it."

Lin Zhao pressed his shoulder to make him fall asleep, and patted him lightly twice: "Do you believe what I say?"

"That's right." He Ning smiled innocently, "Didn't I say it just now, now I believe everything General Lin says, but once I've been lied to, I won't believe it."

He counted on his fingers: "Because it's very pitiful to be cheated once, it's like stabbing your healthy body for no reason, it hurts so much, I have to pretend to smile and pretend to be okay to rub your knife Every day, I worry about whether one day it will accidentally stab another one into the same wound, stirring up the rotten flesh inside, and thinking about it, it hurts enough to suffocate."

"I'm not in good health and I'm afraid of pain. I can't bear it." He Ning lowered his eyelids, showing no emotion.

Lin Zhao held his hand, feeling the softness and beating of the palm: "Thinking wildly, I will never do it." Facing you, I wish I could take off my nails, but how could I be willing to take a knife.

He bent down and kissed He Ning's forehead lightly, and pulled the quilt back: "Sleep, don't be nervous, as long as you don't make noise outside the curtain, I promise you don't have to say a word."

The wetness was fleeting, and before He Ning could feel the softness, General Lin lifted the curtain and went out.

Every word he just said echoed in his mind repeatedly, and he nodded belatedly.

Afraid of affecting his acting skills, when He Ning and General Lin "show off each other's acting skills", the system usually doesn't come out, and they will race against time to complain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, does General Lin have a lot of routines for flirting with girls? How about it? Do you feel that your heart is springing up?" The system suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "What are you still reading, General Lin is your role model, just learn from it. "

He Ning could even hear the sound of Zila Zila system instability.

"It's really spring, and it's the season of animal sex again. Even my cold electronic heart is trembling with the flowers of the general. My dear, your heartbeat is not slow, is it..."

"It's spring, it's almost winter." He Ning immediately interrupted him when he heard the bad words, turned over and faced the wall, closed his eyes, and hugged the quilt tightly in his arms.

"Hahaha, why are you so nervous." The system squinted at the camera, "Hey, cheer up, don't be the same as what you say, believe what he says, he is a general, if you want to win If you really dare to believe his words, you are the emperor’s exterminating general, I think you are not far away from winter, and I will start preparing to find the next host, and it has nothing to do with me.”

"No." He Ning retorted, "The general is not that kind of person."

"It's strange, it's not what you said so swearingly." The system imitated his tone, "ah, the general is not a good person, if the general wants to seize the throne, the general will definitely kill me, and he will definitely kill the grass."

"You said these words, right?" the system asked, "I don't accept any rebuttals, after all, I have replays."

"Yes, I said it." He Ning said, "But that was when I was not familiar with the general before, and now I still believe that he will take my throne and kill me, but—"

Tsk tsk tsk, I knew there was a but.

He Ning said sternly: "General Lin is an honest gentleman, he will not lie to me like the prime minister, even if he wants me to die, he must take my life in an open and honest way."

"That's great, the prime minister smiled and touched your head with one hand, and stabbed a dagger into your heart with the other hand; General Lin pulled out a 40-meter long knife expressionlessly, and let the You run 39 meters first." The system murmured in a low voice, "This is the demeanor of General Lin."

He Ning pouted and closed his eyes.

Maybe, anyway, he just wanted to trust the general in his heart.