The Regent is not dead yet

Although logically speaking, the taste of being imprisoned in a golden cage is not good at all, not to mention that there are golden chains on his feet.

However, the wooden bed in the monastery where Zhuhe slept for several days in a row, just as soon as he sat on the velvet couch that Yan Rong prepared for him, he couldn't help but let out two big yawns, and the turbulent drowsiness swept over him. Zhu He's focus on insulting Yan Rong was quickly overwhelmed.

In addition, after Yan Rong left, he was finally able to transform from a baby bird back to an adult appearance. Although the reason why Yan Rong was unable to transform was not found yet, the adult figure and height still gave Zhuhe a great sense of security .

He obediently retracted into the quilt, rubbed the soft goose down quilt, and very conscientiously lit a piece of wax for his fellow birds who had been brutally plucked, and then slept peacefully until dawn.

Then, closing and opening his eyes, he saw Yan Rong sitting beside his bed.

Zhuhe: "!"

Probably seeing Zhu He open his eyes, Yan Rong bent his lips and smiled, and stretched out his hand to gently hold Zhu He's feet that stuck out of the brocade quilt due to dishonest sleep.

The midday sun refracted repeatedly on every railing of the golden cage, making the already soft skin even more white.

And the extremely delicate and thin chains on the slender ankles are shining in the light, and they are golden and eye-catching.

Yan Rong caressed every inch of skin on Zhu He's ankle one by one, his fingers paused, as if he had found something more interesting to him, he rang a string of bells on the gold chain.

The bells wrapped around Zhuhe's ankles jingled one after another.

At first glance, this scene smells a bit fresh and romantic, but Zhu He has not yet dressed, while Yan Rong has already fully dressed.

As a result, the sound of the bell suddenly became long and wild.

All the drowsiness in Zhuhe's misty mind was completely wiped away by the fright of the bell and Yan Rong in front of him. He covered his sight with one hand and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Before he could speak in the future, Yan Rong laughed and said, "Did you wake up the emperor?"

Zhu He: "..."

The long-term life of the regent with more than [-] people has developed Zhuhe's bad habits, such as getting up and getting angry is the most typical one.

But he knew that he couldn't beat Yan Rong, so he could only turn himself over angrily, pointing his butt at Yan Rong... After turning over for a while, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he turned himself back, head Lie face down into a big flat character.

Yan Rong's hand resting on Zhuhe's ankle went all the way up, and finally stopped on Zhuhe's waist, rubbed it lightly a few times, and said softly, "Why didn't the emperor ask Gu why he came so early?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He pretended to be dead, and ignored Yan Rong.

"Because I missed the emperor alone, I thought about it all night."

Due to the posture when turning over, a small half of the goose down quilt was accidentally pressed under the body by the cranes, so a thin waistline was exposed.

Although he was still a little too thin, his figure was no longer the same as that of a boy. It was like the one when the two of them were most intimate...a figure that could withstand all his opposition.

But every time he gets in deeply, he will push out the lower abdomen of the person trapped in his arms in a shallow shape, and then he can hear the person's arms around him weakly, breathing in softly The sound of begging for mercy while about to cry.

The dark color in Yan Rong's eyes gradually diffused up, fully dyed at an angle that Zhu He couldn't see.

After a moment of silence, Zhuhe regained his drowsiness.He hid himself under the quilt, buried his head in the soft pillow, and closed his eyes again after a while, without noticing his legs and waist exposed outside, which Yan Rong could see in full.

The person on the bed breathes lightly and softly, as if he will soon have a good sleep again.

But Yan Rong seemed to be on fire, and sat there motionless for a while.

After a long time, Yan Rong leaned down, as if he had tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice still became hoarse involuntarily.

He approached Zhu He, and lightly bit Zhu He's delicate earlobe: "Uncle Emperor, do you know that it hurts to think about you so much."

The author has something to say: Hehe (eating melon): Then where does it hurt you?Let me send you a doctor to see?

Yan Rong (gentle): No, it won't hurt once you insert the emperor's uncle.

He He:? ? ?

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I can't go home on duty tonight, so I secretly wrote a little yellow mosquito under the boss's eyelids...

Goodnight everybody!

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