That emperor wants to gay me

Zuo Anming rolled his eyes and lay down on the table in boredom. Yingli next to him was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help giving Zuo Anming a thumbs up—awesome!

Seeing that his invitation failed, Jun Zifeng went downstairs directly, and even sat in front of Zuo Anming at the end, Zuo Anming didn't notice it.

It wasn't until Jun Zifeng knocked Zuo Anming on the head that Zuo Anming raised his head, his eyes were sharp, "Are you sick? Don't touch me, you fag, you can bump into you every time you eat, it's really stepping on you when you go out." shit."

When he said this, Zuo Anming felt that these words did not pass through his mind, he was afraid of his father, but for some reason he was not afraid of the emperor of Nanning Kingdom in front of him.

If his father was like this, Zuo Anming wouldn't be able to utter a single word, and wouldn't dare to take a breath, so he could just stand aside obediently and listen to his father's scolding.For Junzifeng, Zuo Anming didn't have any fear in his heart, anyway, this feeling was weird.

Jun Zifeng was not angry, he propped his chin with one hand, and his eyes were full of doting, "That means we just got married, so let's have dinner together."

Facing a thick-skinned person like Jun Zifeng, Zuo Anming was really helpless.

They cannot be driven away, beaten or scolded.

"Gentleman style, your skin is really thicker than a city wall. If I really...really...don't get involved, can't you just let me go?"

Zuo Anming tried his best not to erupt his emotions, but it was really harsh in Gentleman's ears.

When did the person in front of him treat him so coldly?Indifferent to the point of being annoyed when seeing him, and hiding when seeing him.

Talking to him more is a kind of torture and boredom for him.

"It's okay, An Ming, sooner or later you will fall in love with me, and I can wait." As he said, Jun Zifeng still felt a sharp pain in his heart. He could endure Zuo Anming's various things, but Zuo Anming Ignore him and treat him as dispensable.

He pretended to be relaxed on the surface, but his heart was scarred by Zuo Anming's injury.

Ying Li who was standing next to him had already hidden himself. He should have been hostile towards Zuo Anming, but he had a unique feeling in his heart.

He likes this kind of person, this kind of uninhibited, bold and unrestrained person who dares to express what he thinks in his heart, undoubtedly Zuo Anming is such a person.

He doesn't care if the person in front of him is the emperor of Nanning Kingdom, and he also knows that his master is not the kind of narrow-minded person, even if Zuo Anming is not the son of Zuo Xiang, his master will not blame him.

While the two were staring at each other, Xiaoer had already brought a plate of delicate hawthorn cakes to Zuo Anming's desk, "Brother Zuoer, this is your favorite in daily life."

Even though Zuo Anming was in a good mood, when he saw Jun Zifeng, a cheeky gay guy, he felt angry, "Let's put it there."

"Hey." After Xiaoer put down the pastry in his hand, he noticed the gentleman beside him.

He does know this person, but he doesn't know whose son it is, and the number one day on his arms is owned by this son.

"Young master, our restaurant has a rule that you can't sit at the same table with other guests without being invited by other guests." Xiao Er kindly reminded, although he knew that the identity of this young master is not simple, but it can't be broken The rules of their restaurant.

Gentleman Ventures cast a warning look, but did not speak.

"My lord, why do you have to embarrass the little one? The little one is also thinking about our restaurant, and I hope you can forgive me."