After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

Zhao Yan originally planned to play with his little prey, but after hearing the words, the young man obediently took off his hood.

In an instant, the dark hall suddenly brightened a bit.

The young man had dark eyes, his skin was like beautiful jade, and his face was like Wodan. Standing there quietly was enough to make the candles in the hall lose their color.At this moment, there seemed to be a puddle of water in the black pupils, and he looked at Zhao Yan timidly.

"come over."

Now Zhaoyan is really interested.

Chang Ling walked to the imperial case according to his words, Zhao Yan said again: "Closer, why are you so far away?"

"Come closer."

Until the boy's cloak touched the edge of the seat, and the faint smell of ice muscle grass lingered in his nostrils, Zhao Yan suddenly stretched out a foot and hooked the boy's waist.

He had long legs, provocatively, and the toe of the black iron boot with the wolf's head scratched the boy's waist twice. in the chair.

The young wolf emperor propped his hands on the armrests of the seat, narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and looked at his little prey inch by inch from hair to toes, and locked the little prey firmly in the square foot space encircled by his arms.

This posture is extremely aggressive and oppressive.

The young man fell into the chair, raised his head slightly, and still timidly looked at Zhaoyan.But Zhaoyan knew that this "timidity" was only on the surface, and was even deliberately acted out for himself. In the depths of this little fox's dark eyes, there was clearly a stagnant water, without any waves.

He wasn't afraid of himself at all, he deliberately made such a pitiful appearance in order to get through tonight's barrier smoothly.

I learned how to act so quickly.

Sure enough, cunning hypocrisy and hateful.

"It's delicious."

The slender fingers slowly picked up a strand of black hair and sent it to the tip of the nose. The man's warm breath was in the ear, like a poisonous snake licking its prey, and the voice was also full of temptation: "What kind of bath do you use?"

In such a scenario, the question seems particularly ambiguous.

The boy's black eyes trembled, and he replied, "Ice, ice muscle grass."

"Oh, so it's medicinal herbs."

"There is a kind of jade bone grass in Tianhuan City, which is also used for bathing. When you marry Sirius, I will wash you every day, okay?"

Zhaoyan joked, chuckled, and let out a deliberately tricky breath after speaking, which made the boy's ears crispy and itchy.However, the gentler his words were, the more chilling he felt.

"Ok?"

"Why don't you talk?"

He stretched out his hand to lightly hold the young man's chin, forcing the young man to look at him with his dark eyes wide open. His dark eyes were heavy and depressed, as if he wanted to crush every little reaction and emotional change of the little prey under him into his eyes.

However, the boy still just nodded timidly, his black eyes were wet, without any change.

Zhaoyan was silent, the fingers pinching his chin tightened a little bit, the young man seemed to be in pain, and his black eyes quickly gathered a layer of water color that he had seen before.

This little thing is pretending to be pitiful again.

Zhao Yan sneered in his heart, and held the young man's chin with one hand, his eyes wandered around, and fell on the two fox ears on the top of the young man's black hair.

A pair of snow-white, pointed, fluffy, with a light pink inside, as if growing out of snow, exuding a cute smell, which makes people want to play with it unconsciously.

The young man seemed to be aware of it, and struggled suddenly, and finally a wave was startled in the depths of his black eyes.

"Shh."

"Don't move."

"If you're disobedient, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you in your father's palace."

These words are indeed deterrent.

The boy's thumping body quickly fell back into the chair, his black eyes were slightly red, and in an instant, he rushed forward and bit Zhaoyan's shoulder fiercely.

The bite was extremely harsh.

Chang Ling was willing to loosen his teeth until the smell of rust filled his teeth, blood stained his lips, his chest heaved slightly, like a small beast that had just rushed out of the enemy's encirclement, he raised his black and white pupils and Zhao Yanjing Static confrontation.

"It's fierce."

Zhao Yan licked the corner of his lips, not paying attention to the pain at all, and pressed his upper body a little closer, almost touching the tip of the boy's nose.

"You lose your temper so quickly? Aren't you foxes very good at acting?"

Another breath of hot air hit the boy's ear.

Chang Ling wanted to stretch out his hand to push him, but when he touched that solid and powerful shoulder, it was as if he had touched a rock.Trying to use more force, his hands were grasped by two iron palms, which were respectively fixed on the handles on both sides of the seat.

Zhaoyan also pressed his knees up, squeezed between the young man's legs, and forced the young man to open a gap. Seeing that the little prey was finally excited, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm going to be the king's queen, why not?" Still so ashamed?"

"If you don't understand style, you will fall out of favor."

Zhao Yan patted the face of the little prey, took the opportunity to intrude his knee again, and breathed out: "Isn't it—the queen."

Zhao Yan also pointed to using these two words to stimulate his little prey, but he found that after going through the few rounds just now, the little prey grew at an astonishing speed and became even more forbearing.

The mask that had just cracked at one corner was quickly repaired by the little thing.

At this moment, the boy's dark eyes have returned to the state of still water and deep flow, like two stars falling into an ancient well, calmly guarding against all enemies who try to see through his mask.

But those two straight fox ears still exposed something.

Zhaoyan's interest was aroused again.

He opened the neckline of the young man, stretched out his fingers to pick up the exquisite blood-colored bell attached to the young man's collarbone, and fiddled with it twice, making it make a pleasant jingle, but the fingertips always brushed against the collarbone inadvertently. That piece of white skin was rubbed repeatedly.

The hand that the imperial beast holds the sword for many years has a thick callus, which successfully aroused an imperceptible layer of trembling on the soft and white piece.

Ripples appeared in the youth's black eyes uncontrollably.

What a stunner.

Yet so unprovoked.

It is the strong impact of this innocence and the fox's own obsequiousness that makes people have a strong desire to conquer and domesticate.

If the people of Chiyou saw it, what would happen?

Fortunately, he hid the little prey well enough.

Zhao Yan gritted his teeth, thinking badly in his heart.

Thinking that this little prey will be completely his own in the future, let him be tamed and do whatever he wants, Zhaoyan feels indescribably happy.

He has enough patience and means to slowly tear up that hateful mask, rub it to pieces, peek into the deepest part of the little prey's heart, and eat up all the secrets inside.

There is no rush now.

Zhao Yan deliberately pushed his knee against the inner side of the young man, and said in a gentle tone, "Why are you so stubborn with me? Hmm?"

"Do you know how many people are staring at you now?"

"A Boyan bloodline identity is enough for you to die [-] times."

"Only this gentleman will protect your life and marry you as queen. You should repay this gentleman well."

"The marriage edict, I have already thought about it, so I wrote, "The fox clan will dedicate their beauty to me, stop the war, and fight each other. As long as the queen does not die, the two clans will be married forever, okay? My—the queen." "

The king in black clothes and black crown is heroic and tall, handsome in appearance, with affectionate eyebrows and eyes, and when he whispers softly, he really looks like a noble man worth entrusting for life.

Chang Ling blinked his eyes, then stretched out his finger suddenly, and lightly scratched the iron palm clasping his wrist.

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows.

The young man stuck out his tail finger and pointed to the direction outside the hall.

The guard's voice followed closely: "Second prince, you really can't go in, our lord has something important to do now..."

"No matter how big the matter is, it's not as big as mine. What's the relationship between me and Your Majesty? You don't need to report, I will go in directly."

Accompanied by the sound of kicking footsteps, Zhuye has stepped into the gate of the palace carelessly.

The author has something to say: To be honest, Your Majesty, please cherish the good times now, I am afraid that your queen will "learn badly" in the future, and you will not even have the ability to parry orz