Accidentally Attacked a Great Demon King

"Let go!" Han Zhiyuan's voice was full of anger and cold, but unfortunately, he was facing the little emperor who could be as shameless as he wanted in private.

"Don't let it go!"

The little emperor hugged Han Zhiyuan's waist tightly, but Han Zhiyuan ate the meal mixed with Ruanjin powder, and he lost all his internal strength and couldn't use his strength, so he couldn't do anything with such a playful little emperor.

Han Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, "Either kill me, or let me go." Han Zhiyuan's words were full of determination, without any room for negotiation. It could be heard that he was extremely angry at the little emperor's self-righteous behavior.

Sima Jinlin raised his head in disbelief and looked at Han Zhiyuan, "Is this your love? You hate me that much?"

"No, I only blame myself for loving the wrong person," Han Zhiyuan said with a cold and decisive expression, "I fell in love with the person I shouldn't love, and in the end I lost my head and blood." It felt like the fierce girl Mary Su was on top again.

"Nonsense," the little emperor roared, "If you really love me, why don't you want to stay with me? As the emperor, I have done this for you, what else do you want?"

"Oh," Han Zhiyuan sneered and stared at him coldly, "Listen to what you said, you still look down on my love as an emperor, you don't understand what love is, and you don't understand me. Why are you angry and sad, do you think that if you have a slight liking for me, I should be grateful and happy?"

The little emperor was shocked, and he didn't deny that he had some such thoughts, but he did like the days when he was with Han Zhiyuan, and he loved Han Zhiyuan's love and care for him.

"Do you know that you are trampling on my love? I, Han Zhiyuan, cannot afford to love someone like you." Han Zhiyuan said coldly.

"Trample?" Again and again, the emperor's prestige has been endured to the limit, and the little emperor's face turned cold, "Han Zhongxin, you are enough, you are the one who said you love me, and now you are the one who says you don't love me. There is a limit to my patience, do you really think I have to be you?"

Han Zhiyuan faced each other with a cold face, without saying a word, only listening to the little emperor continue:

"You deserve to die, but I spared your life. You don't know how to cherish the great grace of the emperor. Why are you making progress here?"

"The grassroots can't bear the emperor's long grace." Han Zhiyuan looked resigned.

"I told you to bear it and you have to bear it!" Sima Jinlin's eyes were red with anger, and he really couldn't understand why this person would behave like this.Don't you like him and love him?Doesn't it suit him to let him stay by his side now?What are you dissatisfied with?His position of power?Didn't he say he has no intention of the throne?Doesn't it mean that everything is not as important as yourself?

"Hmph, does the emperor insist on imprisoning the grassroots here?" Han Zhiyuan's eyes darkened.

"I've made up my mind," Sima Jinlin said coldly, "unless you figure it out."

"Then please the emperor give the grass people a death." Han Zhiyuan closed his eyes, in fact, he was a little impatient.

"I'm not sure," Sima Jinlin's eyes were already red, and he was out of breath from the unfamiliar pain in his chest. He felt that every word of Han Zhiyuan made him painful and angry, and then, the little emperor who had been stimulated for a long time lost his breath again. Rationality pounced on Han Zhiyuan, "Your life belongs to me, if I don't allow you to die, you can't die."

In fact, Han Zhiyuan was also a little angry at this time. The little emperor's liking was too domineering and extreme. It was impossible for Han Zhiyuan to accept such love if he liked him, so he was angry, but at the same time, Han Zhiyuan was also a little anxious.

His body temperature has risen since just now, and there has been no movement. He thought it would be useful to continue to stimulate the little emperor's anger, but after several rounds of stimulation, his body temperature has stagnated. It's useless to entangle.

Han Zhiyuan didn't like such a plot like the upper body of a hot girl Mary Su, and he actually disliked it a little. It's too pretentious and sloppy. If you are a man, you should be more decisive. Why don't you play Qiong Yao's drama here? ah?I'm bored to death.

As a result, Han Zhiyuan, who was gradually losing his patience, gradually became a little irritable, secretly wondering if it was time to change the method.

But at this moment, the little emperor, who was so stimulated by him and lost his mind again, rushed forward, and Han Zhiyuan was caught off guard and pushed down on the big bed by him.

"Your life is mine, and if I don't allow you to die, you can't die."

When Han Zhiyuan looked up, he saw the little emperor pounced on him, staring at him viciously with red eyes, this domineering and unreasonable tone made Han Zhiyuan, who was already gradually losing patience, completely lose his patience every minute.

So, Han Zhiyuan changed his previous indifference, grief, and anger, and suddenly turned over and switched positions with the little emperor. Then he stretched his long legs to hold the little emperor's legs, and directly pressed the little emperor's legs with both hands. He cut his hands behind his back, and then attached his whole body, completely pinning the little emperor between him and the bed.

Han Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at the little emperor condescendingly, his voice was low, even a little scary, full of aggression, "You really want me to stay here?"

Han Zhiyuan's sudden change made Sima Jinlin a little dazed, and then he found that he was completely controlled by Han Zhiyuan and couldn't move at all. There was a flash of surprise and panic in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.

"Yes."

At this time, Han Zhiyuan was full of danger, just like the Han Zhiyuan who pressed him to do that kind of thing before, so dangerous that people could not help trembling, Sima Jinlin didn't know why Han Zhiyuan suddenly became like this I don't know why the soft tendons have lost their effectiveness, but at this moment, his momentum cannot be weak.

"Even if I hate your way so much?" Han Zhiyuan continued to ask in a low voice, and at the same time cut the little emperor's hands behind his head with one hand, and clasped the little emperor's pointed chin with the other hand .

Han Zhiyuan's strength was definitely not gentle, the little emperor was forced to raise his chin slightly, exposing his fair neck to Han Zhiyuan's eyes, Han Zhiyuan could clearly see his rolling Adam's apple, which was slightly more delicate than his own.

However, the little emperor remained unruffled in the face of danger, and said stubbornly, "Yes."

Han Zhiyuan's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly he turned his palm holding his chin, and in the next second, he clasped the little emperor's white neck, and then dangerously approached the little emperor's eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Sima Jinlin's heart was beating wildly, and the hand on his neck was clearly palpable, even if Han Zhiyuan exerted a little force, there was no doubt that his strength would kill him immediately.However, the little emperor's concentration and ability to remain calm were cultivated at an early age, and the more dangerous the situation was, the more calm he was able to maintain it.

No matter how foolish and foolish he is on the surface, in fact, his heart is like a mirror, he knows what to do and what not to do, and he always grasps that speed skillfully.Just like now, at the moment of life and death, he can still think quickly in his mind and make the most harmless decision.

"Afraid," the little emperor rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously, Han Zhiyuan clearly felt his tension under his big palm, but he continued with firm eyes, "but I believe in the emperor's uncle, I believe that the emperor's uncle will never will do."

In fact, if Han Zhiyuan, who had pampered him in the past, sincerely assisted him and expressed that he had no intention of taking the throne, his refusal to act was just a one-sided statement, then this time he came back from the battlefield and found that he did nothing, even the night before. Han Zhiyuan, who was taken to the sky prison without any resistance, made Sima Jinlin affirm that he would not do anything to him.

It was also because of this that he dared to do this, to face the furious king regent alone, so he was sure that Han Zhiyuan would not touch him.

"Oh," Han Zhiyuan sneered suddenly, "You're right, I won't kill you." It has to be said that the little emperor is smart and courageous enough.

"However," Han Zhiyuan suddenly let out a wicked smile, "Since the emperor likes women to be under his command so much, Caomin will satisfy you."

Han Zhiyuan just suddenly felt that since the previous method didn't work, he had to find another way, so before that, why didn't he eat the food that was so beautiful and delicious when it was delivered to his door?

"Hmm, you, you, Han Zhong... Mmm..." The little emperor was flustered for a moment, but soon, his body was softened by Han Zhiyuan's kiss. In fact, his body was already familiar with this man's touch. .

………………… The lights have been pulled on the indescribable places, and the black lights here are blind and blind……………

It wasn't until the little emperor's voice gradually became hoarse under Han Zhiyuan's actions, and even his reaction became much smaller, that Han Zhiyuan reached the peak with him.

And at this moment, Han Zhiyuan was finally covered in a trace of guilt. Although the little emperor didn't take care of himself, Han Zhiyuan himself had passed a little bit.

Looking at the unconscious little emperor and the messy bed, Han Zhiyuan finally sighed, resigned to his fate, called Xiao Dezi to prepare hot water, then carefully carried him to clean up, and then carried him back to the bed.

As soon as Han Zhiyuan put it down, the little guy unconsciously stuck up and shrank into his arms, or the pain caused by some unspeakable places made him frowned unconsciously, and Han Zhiyuan simply pushed him in.

Then watching his head arched in his arms to find a comfortable position, Han Zhiyuan reached out and poked his slightly puffed cheeks, the feeling was as good as ever, and then, Han Zhiyuan fell into deep thought.

The body temperature has stagnated, that is to say, it will not help the little emperor to be stimulated so much, so what is the problem?

Han Zhiyuan can be sure that the little emperor has feelings for him, and his position in his heart far exceeds what he expected at the beginning, as can be seen from his extreme behavior this time.

However, the body temperature was stagnant, and the matter of the seal could not go any further, and Han Zhiyuan was actually very helpless, very helpless, for such an extreme and unreasonable little emperor.

After the impulse passed, Han Zhiyuan had to calm down and think about what to do next. The time was shortening day by day, and Han Zhiyuan's death time was also decreasing day by day.

Han Zhiyuan also became alert when he suddenly found a bruise on his arm one day, and then the bruise became bigger and bigger, and Han Zhiyuan realized that the demon king gave him a year, and his body had already been formed before he came here. Death, that is to say, when the time is up, this body is likely to become a corpse, and if the seal cannot be broken, Han Zhiyuan will naturally not be able to survive.

Therefore, he had to hurry up, but his original plan was disrupted by the unexpected writing of the little emperor, and now he had to re-plan, but fortunately, there was no change in the general direction, just, more thought That's all.

The little emperor, who didn't know what Han Zhiyuan was thinking, felt joyful when he found that he woke up in Han Zhiyuan's arms the next morning.

Sure enough, the emperor's uncle loves him so much that he can't extricate himself. Isn't this still forgiving him?

Then, I felt that the hard-to-speak place behind seemed to have been cleaned up, and there was a burst of coolness like medicine. Suddenly, most of the haze from this period of time disappeared in an instant.

Then, as soon as the little emperor opened his eyes, he looked at Shang Han Zhiyuan's eyes full of guilt and distress. At that moment, the little emperor was very happy in his heart. Timid.

"Uncle Huang~" The voice that came out was so hoarse that he jumped up.

Han Zhiyuan hugged him with self-blame and distress, and couldn't help reaching out to caress his aggrieved and frightened little face, "I was wrong last night, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Uncle Huang, have you forgive me?" The little emperor asked without answering.

"Hey," Han Zhiyuan suddenly let out a long sigh, and then poked his face dotingly, "There's really nothing I can do about you."

The little emperor was overjoyed immediately, although he noticed Han Zhiyuan's complicated look, he didn't pay much attention to it, he just felt very happy in his heart, and at the same time, he was also a little uncontrollably proud, sure enough, the emperor loves me to the bone.

But I don't know, Han Zhiyuan's mind at this time is that he needs to use a bigger trick to make you realize that you also love me like a bone.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The little emperor: The emperor really loves me so much that he can't extricate himself.

Han Zhiyuan: Hehe

Little Emperor: I am the most beautiful in the world, with an unparalleled figure, supreme status, extremely noble status, and a soft and cute personality. other people?

Han Zhiyuan: ...What can I do to save you.

Little Emperor: Huh?

Han Zhiyuan: The devil will destroy you.

You ruined his fame for the rest of his life!