That emperor wants to gay me

Jun Zifeng looked at the startled Zuo Anming, shook his head helplessly, took off his outer shirt, stopped what he was doing, and sat on the side of the bed, "You said you were sleepy, okay, I will follow you, now take off your clothes Rest, now, what do you mean?"

As he said so, Zuo Anming still felt the gentleman's gentle pampering.

Unfortunately, he is not subject to.

Nor is he his lover.

"Your majesty, you are a king and I am a subject. Now sleeping together is a big taboo for me. If you are disheveled like this, I will be the best." Nima, this dog emperor, what on earth did he do? Will you let me go?

"That's what you are for? Well, I'll forgive you for not guilty."

"..." Nima, what a fucking dog, the question is not about whether you are guilty or not, it is about you being gay and I am straight,

Zuo Anming softened his tone, and begged: "Your Majesty, just let me go, I'm really... wrong."

Jun Zifeng yawned, and said: "You... I won't argue with you anymore, I'm going to rest, you can do whatever you want." Turning around, he took off his shirt and lay down on the bed.

Left Zuo Anming alone in the wind.

The helpless Zuo Anming wrapped his body tightly, but in the end he still couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, and fell asleep in a daze.

Silent all night.

When Zuo Anming woke up the next morning, the first thing he looked at was his entire body.

He took a long breath, and murmured in a low voice, "Damn it, I scared Dad Shit, it's okay, it's okay."

Xu Shi, the little eunuchs and maids serving at the door heard the movement in the room, so they opened the door and entered.

A group of people walked to the place three feet away from the bed, and the leader Chang Gong'e said respectfully: "Brother Zuo Family, it's time for you to wash up."

At this moment, Zuo Anming's eyes were hazy, his face was reddish, and there was a charming aura everywhere.

"Oh."

After answering, Zuo Anming just got out of bed, and the leading palace woman walked quickly to the hanger to pick up the clothes and was ready to help Zuo Anming get dressed.

"Stop, stop, let me do it." It's not that Zuo Anming dislikes him, it's just that this kind of service...he really finds it hard to accept.

After the Chang Gong'e answered, she stood aside respectfully, until Zuo Anming was fully dressed, and then asked the other Gong'e to bring mouthwash, "Brother, please rinse your mouth."

After the answer was over, Chang Gong'e helped Zuo Anming tie her hair again. After finishing, she couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master Zuo's appearance is really handsome."

After being told by the long Gong'e, Zuo Anming came to the bronze mirror again, looking at the current makeup, he had to say that he was really handsome.

In modern times, I don't know how many young ladies have been teased by me.

Thinking of this, Zuo Anming laughed unconsciously, but in a blink of an eye he thought of Gentleman Style again, and his face fell down instantly.

How fucking unlucky to meet such a dead gay!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Zuo Anming turned around and walked out of the palace door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the two shadow guards who were sent out by Jun Zifeng to perform a mission last night and came back.

The six eyes are opposite.

Ying Liu was the first to ask: "Brother, is this the gentleman summoned by the emperor?"

Yingli looked at it for a long time and responded: "I don't know, but the appearance of this man... I'm afraid no one can match him."

"..." Male waiter?Do I fucking look like this?

Zuo Anming saw that the two people in front of him were all in night clothes. According to the previous routines, they were very likely to be the shadow guards of the gentleman style.

"Bah, you're the man, two idiots who work for gays."

Ying Six: "..." Tsk, this guy is a bit different.

Yingli: "..." This man really has lived enough.