That emperor wants to gay me

The pupils of Zuo Anming's eyes dilated infinitely.

He...was he being kissed by force?

And... a man?

Or his first kiss? !

While in a daze, Zuo Anming raised his hand and pushed Jun Zifeng away, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn Jun Zifeng to ashes.

"You... you, you fag!" After thinking for a long time, Zuo Anming only cursed this sentence.

Jun Zifeng didn't take it seriously, with a smile in his eyes, he licked the corners of his mouth, and said, "That's right!" I won't teach you a lesson, but I'm still talking.

Zuo Anming's expression fell into Zuo Anming's eyes, and he opened his mouth to curse: "You rascal, old rascal, you are a disciple!"

"When did I become a disciple?"

"Just now." After Zuo Anming finished speaking, he kept wiping the corner of his mouth with the cuff of his sleeve. He didn't want to kiss this gay guy, although it didn't help.

"Just now?"

Zuo Anming saw Gentleman's reaction, and guessed a reason, pretending to be crazy, others can do it, really think you are invincible?

He glanced at Jun Zifeng angrily, then touched the tip of his nose angrily, and stared directly at Jun Zifeng like a hungry wolf.

In fact, he was so terrified in his heart that in order to get rid of this gay guy, he actually had to make such flirtatious movements and expressions.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Convincing his own psychological shadow, Zuo Anming swooped and pushed Jun Zifeng onto the bed while Jun Zifeng was in a trance, while he leaned on Jun Zifeng's chest in a half-lying position.

——It doesn’t look that good no matter what, but I can feel the existence of muscles.

Zuo Anming tried his best to restrain his urge to spit out last year's New Year's Eve dinner, looked at Jun Zifeng in a tone full of goosebumps and said, "Your Majesty, you also ate the tofu and kissed your mouth, Are you going to let me go back now?"

The sudden change caught Jun Zifeng by surprise, his protruding Adam's apple rolled and rolled, his body underwent subtle changes, and the restlessness in his heart began to grow infinitely.

Seductive and charming, debauched and reserved, all are fully displayed by Zuo Anming at this moment.

"..." This provocative and unconscious guy!

Restraining the impulse and desire in his heart, Jun Zifeng asked back: "Is that why you want to go home?"

Zuo Anming said without hesitation: "Nonsense, that's home! As long as you are a human being, there is no one who misses home."

"..." Isn't my home your home?

"But...it's late at night, and the palace gate is locked..."

Facing Jun Zifeng's repeated evasions, Zuo Anming really wanted to blow his dog's head off.

"Your Majesty, a gentleman is quick to say something, why are you so hard on me?"

After listening to Zuo Anming's words, Jun Zifeng burst out laughing, Zuo Anming looked a little dull for not knowing why, "What are you laughing at?"

"Haha... I have only heard that a gentleman's words are hard to follow, but I have never heard of a gentleman's words being swift and fast. What do you say?"

"..." Laugh, laugh, it's best to make you laugh out loud.

"I created it myself, do you understand me?" Zuo Anming answered Jun Zifeng's words tremblingly.

Jun Zifeng smiled softly, his eyes were full of doting, "It's all up to you."

"All according to me? All according to me and still won't let me go home? Are you lying to a ghost?" After finishing speaking, he thumped Jun Zifeng's chest directly.

As soon as Jun Zifeng changed his previous appearance, his expression became serious, and even his tone of voice became domineering, "What if I insist on letting you stay?"