That emperor wants to gay me

Zuo Anming looked at the two people in a daze, feeling a burst of contempt in his heart: The quality of this shadow guard... is different from the ones on TV?

Afterwards, he bypassed the two of them and continued forward. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, he saw Jun Zifeng.

——Fuck, your mother is really lingering.

Zuo Anming looked at Jun Zifeng and smiled tremblingly: "Goodmorning!"

Gentleman Feng naturally didn't understand what Zuo Anming meant, but it didn't matter, after all, it wasn't his concern. What he cared about most now was how to capture the "heart" of this little fairy.

There was a vague tenderness in her eyes, "An Ming, where are you going?"

"Go home." Didn't the dead gay guy wake up?Why keep asking such idiotic questions?It's a shame to be the king of a country, but sooner or later this country will be finished by him.

Zuo Anming didn't see the change in Jun Zifeng's face, and the reluctance in his heart became more and more swollen, even though they only slept together for one night.

Jun Zifeng once thought that he might be crazy, how could he fall in love with this person who despises him as a monarch, but the love came from his heart, which made him want to stop.

When he is angry, he cannot speak; when he is sad, he cannot speak; when he is happy, he cannot speak.

On the other hand, Yingli and Yingliu, both of them had already stood there stunned.

This...is this the emperor they knew?

Even the concubine he pretended to favor in the harem had never treated him so tenderly, right?

After a while, Zuo Anming didn't see Jun Zifeng open his mouth to speak, and muttered again: "Hey, did you hear what I said? I'm going home, I won't play with you anymore, Gudebai." I couldn't help but wonder: This idiot, why does he look like his shadow guard?Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked.

Angrily, he glanced at the two so-called shadow guards again, and then took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, before he took five steps, his path was once again gambled to death.

Zuo Anming looked at the wall of flesh in front of him, rubbed his forehead, and tears began to flood in his eyes, "Your Majesty, just let me go home, and with you, I will really kill you, what are you doing?" Why bother?"

"It's okay, someone will inherit my throne, and you don't need to worry about it."

——I'm really fucked up.

"Gentlemen, are you a lunatic? How can two men be together? I have what you have. What's the fun? Don't drag me if you want to be gay? The only one I like is Miss Sister, Mrs. Sister, do you know? Not a man."

Zuo Anming chattered a lot, thinking that Jun Zifeng would be annoyed, but who knows, this person is still standing there with a stern face, smiling slightly.

Seeing Jun Zifeng's smiling face, Zuo Anming beat him up violently, Nima, what the hell is so funny about this?Can't you understand the curse words?

Zuo Anming complained in his heart.

"Does An Ming dislike me for not being a woman?"

"Ah? Your Majesty, I can't help it, I can't help it, you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, I... how could I have such an idea?" Ahhh, this lunatic, you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, I am not, I am not. Be careful that my head and second brother are not guaranteed.

Seeing Zuo Anming's terrified appearance, Jun Zifeng wanted to laugh even more.

Without any sign, Zuo Anming's jaw was raised by the gentleman's style, "Then how about I treat Anming as a woman?"

"..." God?Why don't you let me die, what time travel?Not to mention time travel, but also met such a gay guy.