General, the little emperor ran away [System]

When eating in the evening, He Ning was a little restless, and from time to time he aimed his eyes at Lin Zhao, and even fought with Lin Zhao with his chopsticks.

Lin Zhao fed him calmly, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and then asked, "What's the matter, you've been out of your mind all night, and did you do something bad that you dare not let me know? "

He Ning got up, nestled into his arms and sat on his lap: "Look at what you said, I've been trapped in this palace by you, what else can I do bad things, and add the word 'you', really. "

Surprised at his initiative, Lin Zhao wrapped his arms around his waist in a good mood, let him sit face to face on his lap, and sniffed at his neck: "Huh? It's not that I won't let you go out, do you want to go out?" I'll accompany you wherever I go, just agree in advance, don't be alone, don't try to fish in troubled waters, once I find out, you know the consequences, if you don't want to lie on the bed, be good."

He Ning turned his head, his lips just brushed against Lin Zhao's cheek, and asked, "Then will you stay with me all the time?"

"Yes." Lin Zhao said again, "Whether you want it or not, I will."

He pressed the back of He Ning's head and kissed the forehead: "Forcible, you have no choice but to accept it passively, so try to have fun while suffering as much as possible, and enjoy it when you can, understand?"

He Ning pursed his lips: "I didn't say you forced me, let alone that I was suffering. I like it now." He lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Then what if you are too busy with government affairs to accompany me? "

"I prefer you to hang around. What about you, do you like me?" Lin Zhao arched his nose into his face, "You wear a sachet? What does it smell like? It smells so good."

"If I don't like you, I won't let you kiss me even if I die." He Ning was tickled by him, turned his face away but still tried to kiss him, "What kind of sachet, no, don't you like it?" , I will not take it long ago.”

Lin Zhao laughed softly: "I didn't expect it to be a baby with a strange fragrance?"

"That's not true. I added medicine to the bath some time ago, and you still feel the smell of sub-medicine. It's inexplicable." He Ning rolled up his sleeves and smelled it himself, pursing his mouth in disgust, "From tonight Let's start, I don't want to soak anymore."

Lin Zhao took his hand and kissed it on his lips. Feeling that it was not enough, he squeezed his index finger and knocked it between his teeth: "You are weak, this medicine soup nourishes your body, don't be self-willed, the medicine smells good, It smells good on you."

He Ning pointed at his chest: "I heard that my daughter's home has deodorant, do you know?"

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes slowly and looked at him: "I don't know, but you know a lot, maybe you've heard of it."

"..." Fearing that he would take the opportunity to mess around, He Ning Xiao slapped him on the face, "Nonsense, don't you know, it was conjured up by the little fairy out of thin air for me to smell?"

"Little fairy? Who has your fairy? Then why are you talking about this?" Lin Zhao untied his belt with his hand and squeezed it. "Stop thinking about what you shouldn't be doing as soon as possible, and you will never think about it in this life."

He Ning bowed his head and kissed his lips: "You were the one who mentioned the deodorant first, but I don't have one. Who knows where you smelled it."

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Zhao's eyes, and he squeezed his chin: "What's the matter today?" Not to mention the yin and yang talking now, but he didn't behave like before after eating, and immediately ran away to avoid himself. Come together, and even take the initiative to deliver it to your door.

Lin Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled his little hand from his waist, the doubts in his eyes became more serious.

The corners of He Ning's eyes were slightly drooping, and the delicate little face did not have the usual smiling expression. He looked a little frustrated, and turned his face away: "It's nothing, I just miss you."

How could Lin Zhao not know what he meant, but it was strange that he was going to come today despite the pain just after last night.

He asked sharply: "Did you hear someone gossip, or do you know something pretentious?"

Ever since he confessed to Lin Zhao, He Ning couldn't hide anything in his heart. He licked the corners of his dry lips and said, "Then what, are you going to choose a concubine?"

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped the movements of his hands, and asked in a deep voice, "Who told you?"

He Ning bit his lower lip and twisted the corner of his clothes helplessly: "No one told me, I saw those scrolls myself."

Whether they are enchanting, or innocent, or stroking a fan, or writing, they are all beautiful faces, hundreds of times stronger than him, not to mention, those beauties in the paintings are all women, who can give birth to Lin Zhao. Long Lin continued the bloodline and inherited the great lineage.

Thinking of this, I feel depressed, and I really need Lin Zhao to give him a lot of pain.

He Ning stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, rubbed against Lin Zhao, and whispered, "I want a hug."

Lin Zhao thought it was funny, put his arms around his waist: "Then what?"

He Ning leaned forward: "A kiss?"

Lin Zhao teased him: "Where are you kissing?"

Originally thought he would say kiss, unexpectedly He Ning was stunned for a moment, blushing hesitantly and hesitantly said: "Where can I kiss?"

Lin Zhao took a deep breath suddenly: "Where are you kissing?"

He Ning buried his face on his shoulder, embarrassed but boldly took his hand and put it on his waist and moved it down, and said in a muffled voice: "Just last time you wanted to kiss, I won't let you Darling there."

He Ning has a thin skin, so he can't let go of such a profligate posture. Lin Zhao has always wanted to try it before, but he resisted very seriously. He cried and screamed but refused. Lin Zhao was afraid of hurting him, and he almost kicked him in the middle Kick out.

Lin Zhao's heart beat suddenly fast when he brought it up so bluntly today.

I really want to know if he will be more comfortable after kissing. Seeing him limp into spring water is a huge psychological pleasure for Lin Zhao, and thinking about it like this is a burst of impulse.

He pinched He Ning's waist and asked in a low voice, "Really?"

He Ning timidly asked: "Will you be comfortable, will you be happy?"

Lin Zhao picked him up and strode into the inner room almost like a wolf chasing after him: "Try it and you'll know."

He Ning gripped his clothes tightly and became even more nervous, but he was still unknowingly taking off his clothes with his hands.

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, lay on his body, and pointed his finger at his chin: "What should I do?"

He Ning was taken aback, usually he would just do whatever he wanted, but when he suddenly asked, his face was hot and hot, but he swallowed and said tentatively, "I'm lying on my stomach?"

Lin Zhao looked at him meaningfully for a while: "Will you sit on me?"

"?" He Ning wondered, "Aren't you going to kiss?" He thought he had annoyed Lin Zhao, and was about to speak, when he heard Lin Zhao say, "I want to kiss, don't you believe that I can lift you up?"

"!" He Ning was frightened, stepped back a little two or three points, and politely refused, "No more."

Lin Zhao: "Really, I think I'm more comfortable that way."

He Ning bit his lower lip, struggled with his thoughts for a long time, and finally compromised: "Then be careful, I'm afraid."

The surprise in Lin Zhao's eyes deepened. It was rare to be so bold and impulsive. Opportunities must be firmly grasped.

(Very miserable and intense.)

After finishing, He Ning fell asleep tiredly.

Lin Zhao stroked his sweaty hair, kissed the tip of his nose, and whispered in his ear, "Why are you so obedient and obedient today?"

He Ning's consciousness has long been blurred, rubbing his nose: "I don't want you to marry someone else, I don't want you, you are mine."

Lin Zhao bent his lips unconsciously: "Well, I belong to you, so tell me why I belong to you, and why don't you let me marry someone else?"

"Because, because I like you, I love you, if you are mine alone, you are not allowed to accompany others, only mine." He Ning stretched out his hand to grab Lin Zhao, before he raised his arm , Lin Zhao had already handed over a hand, and squeezed his palm, "Well, it's yours, and yours is yours. Little fool, I love you so much, why would I marry someone else?"

"I can't wait to die on you, how can I see others, why are you so stupid." Although it was a complaint, Lin Zhao had a clear smile on his stern face when he said it, showing that he was very happy .

He Ning leaned into his arms, with a sullen face and didn't know what he said, Lin Zhao lowered his head and listened carefully: "Hey, say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

He Ning held his hand, rubbed his cheeks against the quilt, and slept soundly, but his small mouth did open and close and whispered: "I will give you a baby, okay?"