What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

Just this one sentence made Xie Duo, who had been numb for many days, feel the intense heartbeat again. He turned the little child prodigy in his arms towards him, restrained his joy and asked patiently: "Why are you so unhappy today? Did the Minister of Rites make things difficult for you?" ?”

Han Jiao looked at Xie Duo's face with tears in his eyes, his peach blossom eyes gradually opened with joy, the corners of his mouth slowly evoked an obsessive smile, he raised his hand to touch Xie Duo's cheeks, eyebrows, eyelashes, bridge of nose, and finally, fingertips Gently tap his lips.

With very light movements, it was as if Xie Duo in front of him was a dream that could be broken at the touch of a button. Han Jiao felt it carefully, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, but the tears dripped down like broken threads.

The feather-like touch seemed to be touching the tip of the heart, Xie Duo's eyes were full of doubts, but he gasped uncontrollably, and the sudden impulse was almost uncontrollable, forcing him to hurriedly warn in a low voice: "Don't be presumptuous."

This warning seemed to frighten Han Jiao, he withdrew his hands, lowered his head, and avoided Xie Duo's sight in a panic.

"It's okay." Xie Duo regretted it, hooked his arm, and pressed him tightly into his arms, and held Han Jiao's hand with the other hand, pressing it against his side face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, you just now Tickle me."

This embrace is so firm, and Xie Duo's strength and breath are so real, Han Jiao greedily rubbed his cheek against his neck, fearing that the next moment would come to the end of his dream.

Xie Duo never even dreamed of Han Jiao like this in his dreams, he didn't want to think about whether it was because he was drunk, he just enjoyed the initiative that Han Jiao had never had before without saying a word.

But this section of the road became surprisingly short, and the carriage soon stopped at the gate of Han Jiao's mansion.

The coachman got off his horse and opened the door for the prince, so as not to die, he saw the little prince with one long leg crossed, tightly hugging the young Imperial Academy official in his arms.

The crown prince glared at him displeasedly, and the coachman backed away in fright.

Xie Duo sat in the carriage for a long time, and when his heartbeat subsided a little, he lowered his head and whispered to the person in his arms, "I'll walk you in, okay?"

"No...don't!" Han Jiao hastily stretched out his arms to wrap Xie Duo's neck tightly, and said aggrievedly, "Your Highness, don't go..."

In the darkness, Xie Duo couldn't help laughing out a small canine tooth, and whispered in his ear: "Then I won't go."

Only then did Han Jiao's tense body relax, and he leaned on his neck with peace of mind.

Not long after, the coachman who hid at the entrance of the alley finally saw the crown prince jumping out of the carriage with the official in his arms, and greeted him kindly, telling him to go back and tell his brothers that His Highness the crown prince was tired and was going to stay in Korea. Stay in Jiaofu for one night.

The coachman bowed his head to accept the order, and then saw the prince standing at the door of the house for a long time, but he didn't knock on the door, and finally hugged the official, jumped over the courtyard wall, and sent the official home in the way of a burglar. went……

Xie Duo's heart beat fast.

He knew what he was thinking: if Han Jiao's parents were woken up and treated him for a while, Han Jiao would be sent to another place for protection.

But what did Han Jiao's parents know?It was Han Jiao who didn't want him to go. If this kind of thing was due to mutual affection, then it shouldn't be obstructed.

Xie Duo convinced himself without much struggle. He was like a cheetah wandering in the dark night, passing by the main courtyard without a sound. Gently pushed the door open with his foot, took a deep breath, lowered his head and said solemnly to the person in his arms: "Han Xiaobai, I'm coming in."

Han Jiao seemed to be having an extremely sweet dream, raised the corners of his mouth and rubbed against his neck, and murmured hoarsely: "Yes."

After being gently placed on the bed, Xie Duo's arms were pulled away from under him. Han Jiao suddenly opened his eyes in panic, like a drowning person, tightly hugged Xie Duo's left arm, and raised his head in despair to plead: "Your Highness, don't go..."

Xie Duo immediately held his hand back, and said like a promise: "I'll go light the lamp."

He won't leave, the matter has come to this point, even if Master Han calls ten thousand imperial troops, there is no way to stop him from staying tonight.

Han Jiao shook his head nervously, and he was not allowed to light the lamp. It was unbearable to leave for a short while.

Xie Duo never thought that the little prodigy would be so painful when he was unreasonable. These gloomy days seemed to be illuminated by a hot and bright light.

But he still wanted to light the lamp. The dim moonlight made him only vaguely see the outline of Han Jiao, and he wanted to engrave every detail of this night into his mind. Blurring is not allowed, so he Fu picked up Han Jiao again, and ran to the side to light up the lamp.

When the light came on, Han Jiao's dependent eyes were also lit up at the same time, looking at him without blinking.

Xie Duo hugged him and lay on the bed together, only took off his shoes, and let Han Jiao curl up in his arms neatly.

The two were quiet for a long time, Han Jiao raised his head to look at Xie Duo sleepily, and asked blankly, "Your Highness, don't you want it?"

Xie Duo asked guiltily, "What do you want?"

Han Jiao raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a knowing smirk, then slowly lowered his peach blossom eyes, brushed his right hand across his side, slowly loosened his belt, and looked up at Xie Duo with a smile.

Xie Duo swallowed and looked at him calmly: "You don't even smell of alcohol, you know what you're doing."

Han Jiao narrowed his eyes with a smile, and murmured like a babble: "I only know what Your Highness wants to do."

Xie Duo gasped and stared at Han Jiao: "Han Xiaobai, you already knew that I like you, didn't you?"

Han Jiao slowly stood up and whispered in his ear: "I was earlier than Your Highness, but I kept it hidden in my heart until His Highness rescued me for the second time, and I made up my mind to pay His Highness back two lives."

"Two lifetimes?" Xie Duo raised his face and asked him seriously, "Including this moment?"

Han Jiao laughed and rubbed his side face against his palm.

In an instant, Xie Duo wrapped his arms around his waist, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Before everything really started, Han Jiao acted as if it was not like the first experience.

He looked at Xie Duo with a charming smile, as if he didn't have the slightest fear or hesitation about the coming pain.

This made Xie Duo feel unspeakable happiness, but he also had doubts: Why is Han Jiao so familiar with this matter?

But this short-lived doubt dispelled after everything started.

The severe pain caused Han Jiao to lose all his calm posture, his body tensed up instantly, and he looked at the person on him with a pale face in astonishment.

But in fact, Xie Duo hadn't been able to go in yet, and he stopped immediately when he heard Han Jiao's painful groan desperately suppressed in his throat.

Han Jiao circled Xie Duo's neck and looked at him blankly.

Xie Duo was too ashamed to meet his questioning gaze: "I don't know how to make you feel better."

He has no experience in this matter, as a prince, at his age, he should be able to learn something from the maid in bed.

But he has been unable to do this kind of thing to strangers, so that at this moment he cannot judge whether such an inappropriate size will kill Han Jiao.

He dare not continue.

After the pain subsided a little, Han Jiao returned to his initial lazy look, his arms gradually tightened around Xie Duo, and he murmured in a hoarse voice: "Xie Duo, can you be gentle with me?"

He knew in his heart that he couldn't take it lightly, but he refused to give up.

In order to cover up the unbearable pain again and again, he replaced his screams with laughter and encouragement, and finally made Xie Dao happy with all his might.

When he recovered from the extreme peak, Xie Duo discovered that Han Jiao, who was pale in his arms, had already fainted, and even his lips had no trace of blood.