The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

The eyes suddenly fell into darkness, and Jiang Zhuo, who was turned over, was stunned.

Before he had time to move, his hands were tied behind his back again. The texture of silk came from the struggle of his wrists, and it was the same material as the thin silk that blindfolded his eyes.

"Hmm." Caught off guard by such a posture, Jiang Zhuo panicked slightly in his heart, and raised his volume a little.

"Huh?" The man behind him tied him up slowly and let out a soft sound.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhuo was covering his mouth with a handkerchief, but there was some uneasiness hidden in his voice.

Lance kissed his small ears comfortingly after hearing this, but he didn't stop, but moved closer to him.

Seemingly seeing his astonishment, he explained with a half smile but not a smile: "There is no rule that you are not allowed to be tied."

"Also... I like you, little princess, don't be afraid."

Lance's low voice is rich in calmness and magnetism, piercing into the eardrum, making Jiang Zhuo's earlobe soft.

Hearing that Lance said he liked it, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help being stunned.

Then Lance teased him carefully, as if he was enjoying the precious shame, and his every move still did not lose the elegance and elegance engraved in his bones.

The touch of the fingertips on the skin is infinitely magnified because the eyesight is deprived and the mouth is covered and speechless.

At this moment, he seemed to only feel Lance's movements.

And after the foreshadowing of the previous few days, he would tremble like a conditioned reflex when he touched Lance very lightly.

Not to mention the current situation, Lance's intentional and skillful teasing.

The long and slender eyelashes, which are constantly trembling, brush the thin silk in front of her eyes with high frequency like a soft brush.

Jiang Zhuo's mouth was blocked by the handkerchief, and he could only let out an indistinct sob.

He struggled uncontrollably, because of Lance's touch, every inch of his skin began to heat up in response.

Jiang Zhuo felt like a helpless fish that could only be slaughtered, being put on the fire.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the forehead, and the fine blond hair was slightly wet. The beautiful blue eyes, slender eyebrows, and lips were all covered by silk and satin, leaving only the delicate tip of the nose and a handsome chin. water light.

Under the dim and flickering candlelight, the young man exuded a cool and coquettish contradictory temperament, trembling and struggling constantly, giving people an aesthetic illusion of being abused.

But he obviously didn't bully him much.

Lance couldn't help but stop, raised his hand to brush the blond hair on his white forehead, and kissed him.

This person is his.

No one is allowed to look at it.

But apart from this, I don't know how to fully own it, instead of being driven by the desire for monopoly and jealousy to constantly persecute the teenager.

Lance lowered his eyelids slightly.

Jiang Zhuo whimpered uncomfortably because of his sudden stop, the thin silk covering his eyes was slightly wet, probably soaked by tears.Lance's expression remained unchanged, but the tip of his tongue subconsciously licked the corners of his dry lips.

He leaned over and asked ambiguously, "Little princess, do you want it?"

Jiang Zhuo couldn't speak, he was so confused by teasing, he just shook his head blindly when he was awake.

Then it seemed like a tug of war.

The two of them secretly competed, and finally endured until their breath became disordered.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jiang Zhuo still gritted his teeth and refused, but his body trembled more and more.

Finally, Lance looked at his pocket watch, pulled his lips in surprise, and slowly unwrapped the silk cloth from the boy's eyes and lips, and as expected, he saw that the boy had already

Blue eyes that were so moist and so unbelievably moist.

There are dots and stars in it, full of emotion.

Lance looked calm, leaned down and pinched his chin, Mona, "Is that why you don't want to be controlled by me?"

"Nonsense..." Jiang Zhuo whispered, his hands were also released, but the numbing and sweet current seemed to be spreading all over his body.

When he didn't notice what he said, Lance's eyes dimmed.

Jiang Zhuo confirmed with a low gasp: "Did I win?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo's eyes lit up immediately and he said: "Then you, uh, can't you interfere with me any more in the future?"

Lance nodded, then stood up, as if planning to leave.

Jiang Zhuo was a little dazed, sat up subconsciously and said, "Are you leaving?"

Lance looked at him and didn't speak.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but frowned, and said softly, "No, don't continue?"

Lance spoke with a hoarse and confusing voice: "Continue? Little princess, it's not that you don't want to. I will stay, but I won't let you sleep."

Jiang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and it took him a long time to say, "Who said I'm going to sleep?"

Anyway... a week has passed, all he wants is a certain degree of space and freedom, as for the others, he doesn't reject... right.

Moreover, now that the fire has been ignited, it would be too uncomfortable to cool down so suddenly.

When Lance heard this, there seemed to be a slight flicker in his cold and dark eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Zhuo retreated a little inexplicably, but still said.

"Okay." Lance responded softly when he heard the words, and walked back to him.

The military boots stepped on the ground with a sharp sound.

Finally released from the darkroom, Jiang Zhuo decides that the first step to freedom is to move back to his original room, refusing to share a room with Lance.

Then throw away all the skirts in the closet in the room, and change into clothes that normal boys should wear.

— he would never wear such a thing as a skirt again.

As for Lance, he deliberately finished his official duties early, and watched the young man go about his business without saying a word.

— a look of full permission.

At the end of Jiang Zhuo's tidying up, he suddenly turned his head to meet his calm expression, tilted his head and smiled: "By the way, uncle, I have a sketch to draw tonight, and I won't disturb you after dinner."

Lance actually hummed indifferently, as if he didn't care.

Jiang Zhuo was a little surprised in his heart, but also a little playful.

He suddenly remembered the last night in the darkroom, the phrase I like you that Lance whispered in his ear.

The heartbeat was slightly out of balance for a moment, Jiang Zhuo calmly covered up his abnormality just now, and said: "Then, I'm going to take a bath, see you at dinner, uncle."

He bit the word "uncle" very hard, and there was a provocative smile in his beautiful blue eyes.

Lance's faint pupils suddenly darkened.

He leaned over slightly, trapped the person between the closet door and himself, and whispered softly in his ear: "I still prefer you calling that on the bed."

Jiang Zhuo's face became hotter because of what these words reminded him of.

He didn't even see the complacency just now, he pretended not to understand and said: "Uncle, don't say such things that will cause people to misunderstand."

A beautiful and delicate young man, with his head reaching around Lance's shoulders, his white and crystal earlobes are now tinged with crimson, especially delicious.

Moreover, when the boy wears long hair and wears a skirt, he has a cool and taboo beauty.After switching back to the boy's attire, the fitted clothes can bring out his graceful body line and straight long legs.

Both of them moved him.

Lance narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Then next time, little nephew, don't call me begging for mercy."

"..." Jiang Zhuo choked.

Half a month passed quickly.

Jiang Zhuo has already earned a lot from painting, all of which have been deposited into his small treasury.

Lance became busier, but even so, he would accompany Jiang Zhuo to eat three meals a day.

On this day, Jiang Zhuo suddenly remembered that Lance's birthday was approaching.

——It wasn't that Lance told him, in fact, it was broken system, Lance never seemed to have a birthday.

According to Broken System, Lance's reason for not having a birthday is very simple.

Too troublesome.

When Lance had not inherited his father's title, he had to attend the birthday party held by the family for him. He was overwhelmed by the disturbance, so he stopped such things after he gained real power.

So, will he celebrate Lance's birthday?

Jiang Zhuo seriously considered this question.

However, before he could figure out the result, an accident came to his door.

It is an older earl in the court. Although this earl is not as powerful as Lance, he is also very powerful.

He suddenly came to visit and brought his granddaughter with him.

In the evening, the four of them dined together at the rectangular table.

When the count saw that Jiang Zhuo was a teenager, he couldn't hold back the surprise on his face.

He originally brought his granddaughter here, but he heard that Lance had raised a beautiful girl in the Duke's mansion. He thought that Lance liked this type, and wanted to try to match him with his granddaughter.

But what happened now...was it a boy?

The count thought in his heart that his granddaughter was also a famous beauty. After seeing Lance, she couldn't help but keep her head down, especially shy, and at the same time quietly looked at the young man beside Lance.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuo blinked, and took the initiative to call Lance uncle, and he had the right to explain.

Lance raised his eyebrows almost invisible when he heard the sound, and replied with a hmm.

The two people on the opposite side secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two adults greeted each other while eating, while Jiang Zhuo and the girl, as juniors, ate quietly and obediently.

After dinner, Lance and the earl went into the study to discuss matters. Jiang Zhuo was idle, so he agreed to the girl's request and went for a walk in the garden with her.The two exchanged names, and the girl's name was Hai Ni.

After sending away all the servants around her, and when there were only the two of them, Hai Ni finally couldn't help but enviously said, "You are so lucky to have the Duke as your uncle."

Jiang Zhuo smiled at a loss when he heard the words, but choked in his heart: "..." Really.

Uncle on the bed?

Then I heard Hai Ni say longingly:

"I have admired the Duke since I was a child, but I have never had the opportunity to meet him. I remember that when I was seven years old, he was already the youngest commander in the country...

By the way, Shi Nai, do you know what the Duke likes?I heard that he is an unmarriageist, is it true or false? ..."

Hearing Jiang Zhuo's words, all kinds of things Lance likes and dislikes appear in his mind.

Four years is enough for them to understand each other thoroughly.

But not married?

Jiang Zhuo said in a daze: "I haven't heard of this."

Hai Ni was surprised: "Don't you know?"

Jiang Zhuo nodded.

The two of them walked around a small stone path, completely unaware that they passed the study.

And Lance just happened to look out the window and saw that the boy and the girl seemed to be communicating very well, his eyes were deep and deep, and he pursed his thin lips.

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