virtuous king

I had a pretty horrible dream.

In the dream, Liu Yanqing looked at me coldly, and Yaoguang stared at me.Each of these two living ancestors encircled one of my arms and pulled it endlessly with all their strength. They even threatened that if I couldn't choose one of them, they would all eunuch me together.

I got a headache from these two quarreling, my mind was blocked for a moment, I don't know what kind of pickle got into it, I closed my eyes, grabbed one and hugged it, bowed my head and kissed it.Everything was silent.

The person I held in my arms was as cold as a fluttering light, and as gentle as Liu Yanqing, I didn't dare to open my eyes.

The good guys do it to the end, the hooligans play it to the end, and the kisses are all kissed, so don't pretend to be a hero who sits in his arms.After touching it was sucking. I put my hand in and felt it along his loose neckline, thinking that I might as well hit a home base while it was dark.

Otherwise, people are most likely to be stupid in their dreams.

Liu Yanqing or Yaoguang stiffened his back in my arms and said nothing, I touched it twice, and suddenly I touched a hard object, three feet long and two fingers wide, cold and murderous, it seemed... It was a handle sword.

I touched it again, and it was indeed a long sword.After this, I woke up in shock, opened my eyes, and found that the person I was holding in my arms was actually Wen Che.

I wish I could faint from the shock of the situation in front of me, but unfortunately I didn't.I was soberly aware that at this moment I was gnawing mouth to mouth with Wen Che, and before I could pull out my tongue, Wen Che stared at me in shock, still in a daze.

I was shocked and frightened, and I was thinking of getting away quickly while Wen Che was in a daze, but I didn't know that someone rushed in from outside the door, and I just shouted a word, and saw me and Wen Che, and became dumb.

Hey boy, this person is going to be unlucky, his teeth will be stuffed when he takes a sip of cold water, and his heels will be flushed when he farts.

How should I describe what Wen Che and I look like now?He went up and down, he pressed against me, and I hugged him, with my four legs folded together like twists and turns.I turned my head to look at Lieutenant General Xiahou who had a distorted face at the door, and closed my eyes in complete despair.It's over, it's over, it's over, I can't wash it off by jumping into the Yellow River.

While mourning for himself, Wen Che got up from me, wiped the hilt of his sword with the hem of his clothes, gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Is it good to bite?"

I have to admit that I am a beast with poor IQ and character, because I would instinctively recollect this kind of life-and-death moment, and I even feel that Wen Che's thin and moderate lips are very strong, and it is very refreshing to bite .

Of course, I didn't dare to say this bastard, I covered my mouth and tried to shirk responsibility: "You...why didn't you push me away just now?"

Wen Che gritted his teeth again: "Do you have the guts to say another word?"

I said, "Why didn't you push..."

Wen Che raised his hand with a sneer, a straight punch followed by an uppercut, almost turning my handsome nose into a flip phone.

Wen Che said: "Get up and eat, Bing has ordered for you."

I said, "Oh, oh."

After dinner, Wen Che took me to see the little soldiers who came out, his expression turned cold all the way.After looking at the soldiers and changing clothes, Wen Che reached out to stop me who was about to step out of the city gate with one foot, pursed his lips and remained silent.

I withdrew my foot, tilted my head and said to him hesitantly: "Brother Wen..., I'm sorry, my king fell asleep this morning."

Wen Che gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence, and said after a while, "Your Highness, think about it carefully, is there... but is there anything you need to say to His Majesty at the end?"

I said truthfully, "No."

Wen Che frowned and said, "Think carefully, Your Highness."

So I really thought about it carefully, clapped my hands in a short while and said: "Yes, there is one sentence!"

Wen Che's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What are you talking about?"

I said with a smile: "I just remembered that His Majesty still owes me two months' salary."

Wen Che stomped his feet on the spot, covered his forehead with one hand and rubbed it, and heard the voice a little tired: "Is there anything else?"

I thought about it again, shook my head and said, "It's gone."

The author has something to say:

Well, needless to say, I'm short I know, spit on my face.But no matter what, I finally made time to update it, didn't I...

Tomorrow's schedule seems even more desperate.