Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

After Ying Qi left, Ying Yi jumped down from the beam, looked outside the door for a long time, and then asked: "Is it useful?"

Ying Liu touched the bottom of his empty bed, felt lost, and replied: "Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. As long as Xiao Qi doesn't touch His Majesty's excitement, he should be able to escape this period of time."

The way they think is very simple. The sadistic side prefers to be called "Master" and other weak and humble words, and loves to see the other side completely controlled by him. Arouses sadistic desires.

Ying Liu thinks that with the status of the emperor, it is extremely dangerous for Ying Qi to call "Your Majesty, Your Majesty" all day long.

It's better to use the aggressive method to make Ying Qi abandon this title and call him by his first name.

With the emperor's current "empathy" effect, the other party will definitely not mind, if it is really disliked, and because of this, anger Ying Qi, thus alienating Ying Qi, that would be even better.

Let's talk about Ying Qi, when he returned to the bedroom, he sat on the couch, touched the words in his arms, and was dazed, not understanding how he got them back from Ying Liu's hand.

He was in a daze for a while, and seeing that the emperor hadn't come back, he carefully pulled out the book and put it on the couch. After thinking about it, he moved another place and sat on the bed, leaving only one book, and hid the rest. Under the bed, because there were four books left, I hid one in the corner of the bed.

There was no palace attendant in the bedroom, so Ying Qi went to the window, paused, and closed the window with a "squeak".

The one left was spread out on his lap, and he looked down for a while before gently opening it.

What came into his eyes was an illustration, the one he had seen before, the solemn and stern young man with a sword and the stern and tall young emperor, the begonia flowers were eye-catching, and the young man under the tree danced the sword. Ye Feifei, the emperor sat at the stone table in the pavilion, tapped the tea, looked at each other with gentle eyes.

Everyone around turned into nothingness, and blended into a part of the background with the dim yellow sunset in the distance.

There seemed to be only two people in the world.

The young man called the emperor's name.

"Xing Jin..."

Ying Qi was startled by her own voice, closed the storybook, her heart beating like a drum.

"Why are the doors and windows closed so tightly? Isn't it hot?" A deep magnetic voice came, Ying Qi hurriedly stuffed the story book under the bed, and then looked up, only to see the emperor in purple clothes, walking towards him with a smile.

In a trance, Ying Qi seemed to smell the fragrance of crabapple flowers, as if seeing that after the boy's call, the emperor suddenly raised his head, looking at the boy like a thick spring day, warm and luxuriously fragrant, the emperor toasted, and The teenagers looked at each other from a distance, and then drank the tea in the cup with a smile, with a captivating expression.

The cup was drunk by the young man regularly, and where the emperor's thin lips covered, there was another trace of lips kissed lightly.

Thinking of this, Yingqi's beating heart gradually calmed down, turning into a long-lasting sourness that cannot be ignored.

He opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again.

Ying Qi didn't reply, Li Xing Jin was a little strange, but when he got closer, he found that his face was reddish, and the pillow on the carved wooden bed behind him was a bit messy.

He also sat by the bed, went to touch the other person's forehead, and felt relieved when he found that there was no sign of fever, and said, "Did you just fall asleep? You are really tired from playing. Did I wake you up?"

Ying Qi dodged slightly when he touched her forehead, and prevaricated: "Well, I'm a little tired, has Your Majesty eaten?"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to get up and go outside to call for someone, but Li Xingjin grabbed him and sat on his lap, "No hurry, I don't want to know what I just said to the commander?"

Ying Qi sat on the opponent's firm and powerful thigh, infected by the hot temperature, his waist and abdomen became hot, he slightly raised his head, shook his head slightly, his mind was in chaos, "I don't know."

"Who said that?" Li Xingjin caressed his face lightly, with long eyes, "If you want to know anything, you can ask me, don't hold back."

At the gate of the palace before, when he asked like that, the shadow guard was obviously wronged, but he didn't dare to resist him, so he followed his words.

Gu Lin is here, so it's not easy for him to pull people over to teach him well. Now he is in the room, and he has to get rid of the small thoughts of the shadow guard.

The author has something to say: I am very sorry, the three-dimensional has been very busy recently, and I am not sure about the article, I am really sorry.

Just fix the time first, at nine o'clock in the evening, and then wait until I forget it here, and then consider the issue of word count.

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Babies come to this chapter to make a card and send a small red envelope.