That emperor wants to gay me

"It's said that thousands of miles share the beautiful moon, but I don't know if this moon in another world is the modern moon."

Zuo Anming sat on the stone bench and murmured to the sky.

It is said that people are born in sorrow and die in peace, maybe Zuo Anming is this kind of person, he doesn't want to live in this other world "in peace", he wants to go back to modern times.

After all, this is not his home.

He didn't want to be tied up either, only by finding a way to return to modern times could he be freed and...leave that faggot!

However, the records in the "Nanning Fantastic Records" that I read this afternoon were not very complete. Suddenly, an elegant sound of the flute broke Zuo Anming's thoughts, and he finally saw the person who came by following the sound of the flute——Gentleman Feng!

A beautiful day matches a lover, he Zuo Anming is a beautiful day matching a gay man? !

——But... this gay guy is not bad at playing the flute.

I silently praised Jun Zifeng in my heart, then got up and walked to the eaves, and said to Jun Zifeng: "You really linger."

"Then...as you say." Just because you are here.

Gentleman Feng performed lightness kung fu, and landed in front of Zuo Anming gracefully.Tonight, the gentlemen dressed in white have a special flavor, very much like the handsome young man from a dignified family, but also revealing a kind of unruly.

Sighing helplessly, she sighed in her heart: It's really like what the modern rotten girls said, all the good-looking ones are gone, leaving only the ones that are more or less curved and not straight.

Seeing Jun Zifeng, Zuo Anming said helplessly, "Emperor, Emperor, tell me, why are you coming to my house again?"

Gentleman Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were filled with doting, and there was a little tenderness in his voice, "Looking for you."

——I just saw you today, and you’re coming tonight?Do you want to tie me by your side?Even if you fall in love with a woman, you don't have to do this, do you?

After hearing this, Zuo Anming couldn't help but retreat, "Didn't you just meet?"

Jun Zifeng watched Zuo Anming retreat, while he continued to move forward, and finally touched Zuo Anming's ear, exhaling like silk: "I haven't seen you again this afternoon."

The breath from his mouth pierced through Zuo Anming's eardrums, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.

This kind of intimacy is not unprecedented in previous life, Zuo Anming's so-called good buddy often does this, but today is different from the past.

Zuo Anming's heart was beating non-stop, and every cell in his body was like being injected with chicken blood.

Weird!

Pushing the gentleman's style and opening the distance between the two, Zuo Anming said with disgust: "I'm not yours, it doesn't matter if I see you or not, and you, the emperor, are too fooled." Are you useless? The concubines in the harem may still be waiting for you to pamper you, but you are better off, come out of the palace and come here to make troubles."

As soon as these words came out, Zuo Anming seemed to feel once again that his IQ plummeted after encountering a gentleman.

The person in front of him...how could he pamper those concubines in the harem?He is a real gay man, even if those people stand in front of him with their clothes off, the thing will still look like a loach, soft and without any fluctuations at all.

But in the eyes of Jun Zifeng, he thinks... Zuo Anming is jealous, and the taste is super sour.

Just like... the taste of hawthorn jelly, it's not sour.

With a silly laugh, Jun Zifeng pulled the distance between the two of them, and placed a hand on Zuo Anming's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

The tone was tender and tender, "An'an, are you jealous?" This little fairy is really annoying!

"Jealous?" What kind of jealousy is he?His family doesn't sell vinegar, where does this bastard get his confidence?Or did Liang Jingru give him such courage?

Shaking his shoulders, he shook off Junzifeng's big trotters, "Hey, I said you are really narcissistic, am I sick? I'm jealous, I think your head was caught by the door or you went out without a brain .”

Jun Zifeng couldn't understand that Zuo Anming could be so gentle when talking to anyone, but only when it was his turn, he looked like this.

Disgusted face.

If it wasn't for his gentlemanly heart being strong enough, if this continues, he really...will give up.

"Because I saw you, I lost my mind."

Zuo Anming suddenly felt cold all over his body, and hugged his arms tightly. This...it should be...that kind of sour, earthy love story, right?

Resisting the uncomfortable feeling all over his body, Zuo Anming said patiently and gently: "Ouba, forget it, don't waste time with me, go back to sleep, be good!" head.

The safest thing is for the poop shoveler to brush the fur of his precious kitten.

——Little ghost, you are finally being gentle with me for the first time.

Zuo Anming originally said this, but he wanted Junzifeng to retreat in spite of difficulties, but who knew that instead of retreating, he went against the current.

"An'an, I'm sleepy." Jun Zifeng really yawned after speaking, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Zuo Anming raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "That's right, I'm sleepy too, so... let's go home."

After finishing speaking, he headed towards his bedroom without looking back.

——Xiao An'er, isn't what I said clear enough?Or do I have to say that I want you to sleep with me, or that I want to perform Zhou Gong's ceremony with you?

After a while, Zuo Anming's door was left with a gap, and the gentleman finally came back to his senses, and then he felt that something was wrong, and successfully saved the last critical moment by using lightness kung fu.

The corner of Jun Zifeng's mouth snorted, and he didn't care about the wound on his hand, his voice was lazy: "An'er, are you going to shut me out again?"

—Brother, what is another?Obviously it was the first time.

Zuo Anming frowned, and said in a bad tone, "So what?"

Jun Zifeng didn't speak, but lowered his eyebrows and looked at his left hand.

Zuo Anming followed Jun Zifeng's line of sight, and the back of that hand was dented by the crack of the door, and blood beads even appeared faintly.

——Dad, do you want to be so delicate?Where is this?This fucking broke?Is it really blown away? !

After the door was released, Zuo Anming's tone was not as tough as before, "You...I'm sorry."

Jun Zifeng, who was staring at Zuo Anming, saw the guilt in his eyes, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, this injury is nothing, I can still bear it."

With a faint "oh", Zuo Anming had no further words.

——I'm already like this, even if you give me a medicine and then drive me away?You are still so indifferent, I really didn't teach you a lesson.

"so…"

Zuo Anming blinked his clear eyes and asked with a harmless expression: "So what?"

"Prescribe medicine for me."

——Just now you said it’s okay, but now you’re asking me to give you medicine, don’t you feel contradictory?

"The medicinal materials in my house are not as effective as those in your palace, so you should go back first, another day. I will apologize to the emperor, how about you?"

"It's okay, I don't care about those, I just want to take medicine now."

"you…"