Three-day moon in Wang Caili [Comprehensive]

Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't understand what the king meant.

Wang thought that the example of what happened once and for all had happened more than once or twice in the past, and it was possible to make any willful and unreasonable demands suddenly on a whim.

Therefore, it seems that there is nothing strange about letting the servant who dislikes go to his bedroom at night...

Maybe?

The problem mainly lies with Mikazuki Zongjin himself.

He didn't think in an ambiguous direction at all, even though Wang's words were already very explicit, he still couldn't comprehend the deep meaning of Wang.

After all, Sanri Yuezong had always kept his identity in mind.

He is just a "servant".

He is just a knife.

No matter how beautiful the lucky body is, it cannot change this fact.Swords are naturally different from humans. Human beings have thoughts, and we can't force the sword, which is a dead thing, to be perfectly accepted.

"Breaky? Is there?"

Mikazuki Zongjin disagreed with this evaluation.

How could it be such an exaggeration, at most he can only be regarded as providing spiritual power to Jinjian, the pitifully small and slow recovery power in his body is passing too fast, so that he looks a little weak.

This little problem is easy to solve, you can leave it alone, but you will be unable to cheer up for a while, and the delay will take longer.

"Well, it's a bit like seeing a plant wither and wanting to water it."

Imai's casual muttering accidentally collided with most of the facts, and it was easy to cause ambiguity.

However, Sanri Yuezong, who lost his memory, didn't understand so well.

So he just felt that this was a bit strange, and he was puzzled for a while, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Okay." He said, without any psychological burden at all: "The king said so, I will definitely go on time."

That night, Sanri Yue Zongjin really went to the king's bedroom.

When he stepped into the main entrance of the bedroom, he was still thinking why there was no shadow of the guard and maid outside.

It was surprisingly quiet, and the hall was as deserted as the moonlight shining on the ground.

However, the sight seemed brighter than usual.

Several lights were lit in the spacious and luxurious bedroom, and the tulle hanging on both sides received the light, like golden sand flowing between the blurred curtains, and dripping onto the bed covered with velvet and tassels.

This bed looks very soft, it must be very comfortable to lie on.

Although it is strange to say so, Sanri Yuezong noticed it a long time ago.

He watched the king's rest several times.

The blond man was reclining on the floppy bed, and when his body sank a lot, no matter how bitter and bitter his expression was, he would relax a little at this moment.

However, attention is attention.

He never thought that one day——he would also fall onto this bed.

In an unexpected, arguably frightening way.

"..."

In astonishment, Sanri Yuezong was stunned for several seconds before recovering.

The touch under the waist is indeed extremely soft, after sinking into it, it seems to be wrapped in powerlessness, and the strength to support the body is all softened.

He tried to shake his hand.

The wrist was firmly held down, and it was impossible to get away.

The heavy shadow brought by the other person's body enveloped him, and there was not even a single gap that could be eroded by the light.

The person who pressed him here was, of course, the king.

It should be said that only Wang——only he did such a sudden thing without giving people any time to react.

Sanri Yuezong was stunned at first, but it didn't take long before a rather strange puzzlement arose in his heart.

However, it's just stunned and puzzled... This reaction fits with the current experience, and it is already considered exceptionally calm.

Because his situation at this time is indeed very bad.

——Hands being pressed, and being pressed on the body, this is just one of them.

Wang didn't hold down the knife's wrist all the time.

Xu Shi was confident that the other party would not make a fuss, so he quickly withdrew his hand, pinched Sanri Yue Zongjin's chin openly, and slightly raised it in his direction.

The fingertips were being rubbed, leaving quite obvious red marks on the very fair skin.

There is also an upward trend.

His fingertips lightly touched Mikazuki Zongjin's lower lip.

"Well."

sizing up.

"I don't have much energy. Before coming to this king, didn't you realize that you had a good rest first?"

Wang still looked at him condescendingly.

However, this time, there was an unexpected extra emotion in that look of contempt and aloofness.

It is brighter than the original darkness in the depths of the pupils, and it is somewhat similar to the appreciation of private things that he most often showed when he looked at him, but it is more different.

On the basis of appreciation, I finally got satisfaction after a harsh review.

On the basis of satisfaction, there are two more points of desire that can be frankly and frankly decided.

The most important words have yet to be said.

However, it seems that through this little slow touch, it has been passed on.

——It is these desires that are already approaching.

Sanri Yuezong suddenly woke up after being surprised, and then, a faint coolness filled his chest.

"Please wait."

He would not be patient, and not saying a word would only make the situation worse.

"you."

he asks.

"doing what?"

……

--doing what.

A moment ago, Wang was also thinking about this question.

There was some hesitation at first, but he didn't struggle for too long, and he quickly thought about it.

Gilgamesh has always been the man who can most clearly perceive his own desires.

Because he is a king, he can get almost anything he wants, and everything in the world should be under the control of the king, and there is no possibility of giving it up.

Having said that, it really is too domineering.

Wang has suffered a lot, and has changed and restrained himself in recent years, and his temper seems to have improved a lot.

But—how many times have I said this.

No matter how restrained you are, as long as you are a truly reckless person, your nature will not change easily.The only difference is whether he is willing to show it or not.

So, back to the original question.

After a short period of doubt, Wang accepted the reality that he really had this idea, and decided to accept it.

"Don't look at this face, the stubborn and disobedient temperament is really not flattering."

Wang has a little doubt about his current taste.

He pinched the jaw of the stubborn, disobedient, and often angry with his knife, and his eyes first glanced left and right on the face where the mouth was still raised.

This guy seemed to be taken aback by Wang Tulai's attention. He opened his eyes and didn't see any focus for a while.

However, at this time, the king can forgive him generously.

The pictures that greet the eyes are pleasing to the eye and can dilute any bad emotions.

The blue-haired young man was lying on the golden velvet, his body seemed to be inlaid with a touch of gold.His hair was disheveled, and he stared straight ahead. Wang was able to see his own figure completely occupying the pupils from the eyes that were always indifferent.

Ah, very good.

Yes, that's right.

Wang thought about the reason why he would have the idea of ​​wanting to possess the mere sword spirit.

Naturally, it is impossible to be seduced by the other party's beauty. This reason is really superficial.So what is it?

It was hard to tell at the moment, after all, it was too embarrassing for Wang Lai to analyze his psychology.

In short, after the rumors of the king and princess spread all over Uruk overnight, what was originally only a small thought in the king's heart was provoked and gradually expanded without him noticing.

Wait until you finally realize it, which is now.

When Wang looked at the disobedient knife again, his heart was clearly aroused.

"Silly?"

Wang Wen, with the same arrogance in his tone, but I don't know if it is an illusion, the ending sound is much lighter, and it is even raised.

"Of course not... I just—"

—I was thinking, what do you mean by this.

I couldn't finish the rest of the sentence, because the man casually patted Sanri Yue Zongjin's side face.

This action seems simple.

But, finally, he caught a few traces of a very strange atmosphere from here.

"It's really stupid. Even if you say you will be rewarded, if you don't take the initiative, do you want me to follow you?"

Sanri Yuezong felt his brows twitch slightly: "...Excuse me, master, what do I want to do on my own initiative?"

Wang looked at him.

Wang seemed to be speechless by his extremely calm appearance.

"Hey, you bastard, you really came here to annoy me on purpose, right?"

"Huh? What? I really don't know. Master, the corners of your mouth seem to be twitching. Are you sick? After holding it for so long, is your waist okay? This posture is not good for your health, you should pay attention to rest and sit up Come down, don't force yourself..."

What does it mean to be pissed off.

This is called being mad.

The corner of Wang's mouth is no longer smacking.

The charming atmosphere brewed earlier was completely destroyed by the mouth of the picturesque beauty. If he said a few more words, all the thoughts brewed in Wang's heart would be washed away.

"Oh, this king's waist is pretty good."

Wang smiled instead of anger, thinking in his heart that the atmosphere should not be ruined by such an unbecoming knife.

If he moves his mind, he will move his mind. The interest has already been raised, so it would be a disappointment to take it back.

Moreover, Wang directly acquiesced that Dao knew what he meant, and also acquiesced that the other party could not refuse his favor.

——Being able to transform from decorating and collecting to becoming a "princess" who has been widely rumored in the outside world, this guy got his wish, how could he refuse?

Wang thinks so.

Mikazuki Zongjin suddenly felt a crisis.

He originally thought that the king just used another method to retaliate—no, bullying him, but looking at the current situation, it seemed that something was wrong.

Wang is very serious.

Moreover, the handsome face falling from above and constantly approaching was covered by the shadow of the backlight, only the light in the red eyes flickered.

The strong "possession" I felt before appeared again, and this time it was more direct and clearer.

Mikazuki Zongjin was about to react.

"—"

He was kissed.

The overwhelming oppressive atmosphere pressed down like a mountain, just like the momentum that was inevitable just now, leaving no room for people to relax or breathe.

No longer fingers, the man used his tongue to pry open his teeth, which were slightly parted in horror, and involved the depths of his mouth.

The lips and teeth meet, not only sucking, but also deliberately biting.

Then, then...

Sanri Yuezong has recently found out.

The man didn't hold his other hand, and pulled his collar away.

The fingertips with thin calluses slid across the beautifully curved collarbone, as if searching.

Still sliding down gently.