Are you hungry for the throne?

Sanbao covered his eyes, retracted the half of his body that had already entered the cabin, and closed the door curtain thoughtfully.The cool wind whizzed outside, blowing away the embarrassment and redness on Sanbao's face.

He is stupid to want to go in.How could His Majesty and King An fight?Only "fight".Intense, vocal, kind of... hehe.

Xiaofeng came too timely, Sanbao squinted his eyes.Thinking back to the scene just now, he didn't realize that Wang An was scary, but rather seductive.

Those hands that were held by His Majesty, that body that was trying to lean back, that eyes that looked over with anger and aggrieved...

Sanbao didn't dare to think about it anymore... At the same time, he didn't forget to prick up his ears.If it wasn't for the fact that there were other people beside him, he really wanted to stick to the crack of the door and listen to the movement inside.Although Wang An is usually very beautiful, but in bed, he has never defeated their Majesty!

And the scene in the house is far from the picture in Sanbao's brain, as if the two are about to fight in the next moment.

An Yuan gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice while fighting secretly:

"let go."

There was a strong sense of warning in his voice, but the eyes of the other party were still calm.

Yuan Qi not only didn't let go, but actually wanted to take him into his arms.Because of the opponent's sudden increase in force, An Yuan bumped into the table.The dishes fell to the ground, and the wine jar shook twice.

It can be seen how much strength this drunken gourd used.

An Yuan's ink-like eyes were already rolling with blackness, and the splashing noise did not attract anyone.He suddenly regretted yelling at the servant...

Wang An sternly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the loose emotions had faded away.At this moment, he is the real An Yuan.

He raised his hands up, one with force.He only heard the ear-piercing sound of the stool rubbing against the floor, and he actually lifted the sitting person up.In other words, the man stood up with his strength.

At this time, An Yuan still had a three-point look in his eyes.

Is this person really drunk?Such a light drinking capacity?An Yuan couldn't believe it.

Anyuan's mind flashed Han Shan's handsome figure, and Yuan Qi's injustice from that day appeared again, and there seemed to be a dark light in his eyes.Sure enough, they are all from the original family, and their hobbies are different from others.

An Yuan blinked and stared at the person in front of him.Suddenly, he has a way to verify whether the person in front of him is really drunk or fake drunk.

It seemed to be verifying whether this person was really drunk.He relaxed his strength and no longer competed with Yuan Qi.

And the other party actually lost some of his strength because he reduced his strength.An Yuan's peach eyes blinked, with malicious intentions and temptation in them.

He tiptoed a little, neck up.He slowly approached Yuan Qi, and observed the changes in the other's eyes.An Yuan saw himself in Yuan Qi's eyes...

He paused for a moment, then——

The red lips were kissed so abruptly.Touching the same hot lips, An Yuan's body tensed for a moment.At the moment of the kiss, a rare feeling of regret rose from the bottom of my heart.

There are many ways to verify whether this person is drunk or not. Why did he choose the most ambiguous one?An Yuan looked down, they were too close.The heat on the lips, the aroma of wine between the two.At this moment, An Yuan felt drunk.

The distance between them is too close, so close that Yuan Qi's heartbeat can be heard.

It's just that I don't know whether this accelerated rhythm is due to drunkenness, or the kiss of the person in front of me.

When their lips touched, An Yuan's complexion was not very good-looking.He was ready to be pushed away, like that one.

But—he wasn't pushed away...nor stopped.His lips were still sticking to the other's lips, different from his cold temper, Yuan Qi's lips were extraordinarily soft.Softly, he wanted An Yuan to open his mouth and take a bite, but he stopped his impulse in time.

An Yuan moved his lips, and immediately moved away as if discouraged.And because of this, Yuan Qi's breath sprayed on his ears.

Anyuan's eyelids twitched with the itch from climbing the rock in his heart.The heat on the lips did not diminish because of moving away, but instead seemed to ignite a flame.

He wanted to avoid the breath, but no matter how much he tilted his head, he couldn't dodge it.It was as if that person was chasing after his ears and puffing... What's more terrible was the situation in front of him... He couldn't even raise his hand to wipe his lips.

Those hands clamped his hand, and if he didn't move, the hand would not use force.And when he moved a little bit more force, those hands always restrained him with a little bit more force.If it hadn't been verified just now, An Yuan really wouldn't have felt that Yuan Qi was drunk.

Facing a drunk man, An Yuan had nothing to do.The man seemed unable to hear him, and no matter what he did, he just looked at him straight.

A sense of aggrieved rises in An Yuan's heart... This is the first time.

An Yuan turned his head to look at the door. The heavy curtain not only blocked the cold wind, but also the people outside the house.He gritted his teeth:

"Dog slave! Get in here!"

There was great anger in An Yuan's voice.The galloping killing intent passed through the curtain, but the curtain was not opened immediately.

After a while, Sanbao opened the curtain with his chubby face, and lowered his head, wondering what he was groping for.

What are you doing?Want oil?Or ointment?What flavor do you want,, bah!What scent do you want?

Sanbao fumbled his hands in his sleeves, thinking that Wang An was really in a hurry and asked him for it himself.In this case, shouldn't His Majesty come out?In that way, he can secretly stuff His Majesty with a Qili Xing gadget.

Think about how difficult it is to change those things by yourself, and how others see him.Sanbao felt that his heart was broken because of the matter between His Majesty and King An.

After touching it around, he still held the different vial in his hand.Sambo was a little tangled, should he wait for Wang An to speak before giving it, or should he send it in directly?

After all, King An was relatively thin-skinned when facing His Majesty, and the last time he went to deliver the wound medicine, he threw him out angrily.

Sanbao looked up and saw the scene inside, then retracted with a whoosh.Consciously tell Sanbao that King An's talent is abnormal and he doesn't need ointment!

Sanbao clicked his tongue secretly, and threw the dishes all over the floor. Is this going to play on the table?Seeing how intimate the two were, he was not willing to let go even after they came in.

These two are also very good at playing, every time they make each other feel like they are at war.He still doesn't get mixed up, doesn't get mixed up.

Now, no matter how angry Wang An roared, he stopped stretching his neck inside.There was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the house, but no one could be attracted.

An Yuan's eyes were also red, and his breath became heavy.After such a struggle and struggle, the other party responded calmly.

And inside the house, it was already a mess.An Yuan secretly made a note of the dog slave in his heart, and then looked at the human-looking Yuan Qi in front of him, and felt a headache.

He didn't know that Yuan Qi was too strong to drink.And after drinking, it turned out to be like this.An Yuan gritted his teeth, he must not let this man drink in the future.

No, Yuan Qi doesn't care if he likes to drink or not, but he must never drink in front of him!

The wine jar was broken, and the aroma of the wine in the room became even stronger.The table was also overturned, the stool was overturned, and all kinds of debris were scattered all over the place.

King An and the new emperor stood in the center of the room, one with anger in his eyes, and the other with no waves.No matter how An Yuan scolded, threatened, or even attacked this person, the hands that clamped him never let go.

An Yuan gritted his teeth, wondering why he hadn't seen this person attend any banquet in five years.He must have known that he would make a fool of himself if he drank alcohol, so he avoided it!

If he couldn't carry this person, he really wanted to throw him into the river to sober up.Or throw it on the two ships next to it to let the ministers see what kind of virtue their Majesty is.

However, An Yuan had nothing to do.Her black hair was disheveled, and her chest was heaving violently.After being moved for a while, beads of sweat appeared on the temples on his forehead.

Looking at the person opposite, his breathing was also a little unsteady.But those hands just refused to let go.

With anger, An Yuan approached Yuan Qi with a bewitching face.An angry voice sounded:

"Yuan Qi, what exactly do you want to do?"

He called the other party's name, which was disrespectful, but Yuan Qi still didn't respond.If these hands could move, An Yuan wanted to pinch Yuan Qi's throat and finish it off.

The two of them just stood like this for a long, long time... From the initial glaring, to the back calm down.Even on the battlefield, An Yuan never expended so much energy.

Finally, he seemed to give up the struggle and said:

"It's late at night, His Majesty should rest."

There was anger in this sentence, but the tone was much softer.This seemed to be a signal, An Yuan's weakness.After An Yuan finished speaking, he waited for Yuan Qi's response.

Those cold eyes blinked slightly because of these words.It seems that this person is listening.An Yuan let out a breath.

However, it turned out that Anyuan was too early to relax.Because this person has no intention of letting him go, even if he is sleeping.

I don't know what kind of obsession it was, but under An Yuan's stunned expression, Yuan Qi took the man's hands like he was holding a prisoner... and pushed him down on the bed.

An Yuan tried to resist when he was lying down, but the other party was too strong.

The two lay down together, and then the man closed his eyes.The posture of the two facing each other, An Yuan's face was dyed red after reacting.I don't know if it was because of being angry, or something else.

The house became quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the wind outside and the heartbeat of the people around him.Lying on the bed, An Yuan's eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't understand what Yuan Qi was thinking at this moment.Why bring him to bed too?

The man seemed to be asleep, but the strength in his hands did not come off.

He looked at Yuan Qi in front of him with his eyes closed, and he felt that this person was pretending to sleep.So, do you want to slap this person awake?An Yuan moved his wrist, and sure enough, the force holding him was a little stronger.

But at this moment——Yuan Qi's eyes with a cold star suddenly opened again.

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