One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

After that day, the situation changed again. Not only Shen Binghe was hiding from Shen Mingzheng, but the latter also began to silently hide from the former.The two obviously lived in the same palace, and what's more, they slept together together, but they didn't communicate at all.

Of course, this is only on the surface.Shen Mingzheng, who forcibly restrained his behavior, actually asked the dark guard what his brother He did, what he ate, how he was feeling, and so on, unconsciously worrying about him.Hearing that the dark guard said that Brother He was in a depressed mood these past few days, and even stopped painting, besides his anxiety, there was also a hint of imperceptible anticipation and secret joy.

However, none of this can change the weird atmosphere of the dark clouds in the East Palace.Every morning, Shen Mingzheng had to get up earlier than before to wash and take a bath, with a gloomy face, his expression was unpredictable when he saw the marks on the bed, and he had to ask for water secretly, so as not to wake up his younger brother.At night, he was bored in the study again, insisting on waiting for the maid to report that Binghe had fallen asleep before he entered the room.

Not to mention that the atmosphere of the two His Royal Highnesses in Renren East Palace was weird, even Shen Mingzheng felt that he was sick.He is not an ignorant young man. Ever since he saw Brother He's body inadvertently that day, he knew very well who the beauty appeared in his dreams every night.However, he didn't know what he should do, whether to continue to maintain his image of a dignified and generous big brother, or...

Hey, no matter what it is, there is no "or".

Not to mention that they are both men, they are still brothers, and they live in the big dye vat of the imperial palace.Even though he is confident that he can protect Brother He well, how can he selfishly and cruelly make Brother He bear the infamy of "child prostitution"?

Although the two of them spent a lot of time together in the study every day, they didn't communicate at all.The only thing he can do and dare to do is to look at Brother He's back, silently draw a picture of a beauty, and write a sentence "The mountains have trees, and the trees have branches, and the heart is happy, and the king doesn't know" to talk about lovesickness.

Shen Mingzheng became haggard with dark circles under his eyes in just a few days, and was advised by his courtiers to take care of his health.Maybe it was because he was too tired, the irresponsible father was also very merciful this time, letting him take a rest for a day to recuperate and take care of his body.

In the early morning, he finally had to go to his father's small court meeting early without Mu Xiu, but Shen Mingzheng woke up again at the usual time.He opened his eyes, feeling the soft breathing that was close at hand, and couldn't stop his reverie for a moment.

Even though they avoided each other for so many days, Brother He's voice and smile still appeared in front of him from time to time.Shen Mingzheng smiled wryly in his heart, feeling like a young man suffering from lovesickness.Facing Brother He right now, no, just thinking of Brother He beside him made his heart beat like a drum.For the first time, he realized that Brother He would be so unbearable if he ignored him, didn't look at him, and didn't talk to him.

He didn't know what to think of, and his breathing became heavier.Suddenly he felt movement beside him, afraid that he would lose control of his inner affection when facing Brother He, so he forced himself to slow down his breathing, as if he was still in a deep sleep.

Shen Binghe's movements were extremely light, if the prince hadn't been paying attention all the time, he might have ignored it if he wasn't paying attention.I saw Shen Binghe woke up and saw the big living person still lying on the couch, hugging the quilt for a while, got out of bed, walked gently to the prince's couch with a soft mop.The prince felt the soft breath hitting the side of his neck gently, itching, not knowing what Brother He was going to do, the prince was inexplicably nervous.

"Brother?" The tone was still childlike, but Shen Mingzheng felt as if he hadn't heard it for a century.He seemed to have just realized that Brother He's voice was very beautiful. Although the tone of voice was not fluctuating, it inexplicably made him feel hot.

Shen Binghe lowered his brows and eyes, but noticed that the knuckles of the prince's knuckles that seemed to be naturally relaxed and hanging on both sides were slightly white, revealing the master's unconscious tension and the fact that he was already awake.He was secretly happy in his heart, his face was expressionless in reality, but there was a hint of confusion in his tone: "It's so strange, seeing my brother, Binghe felt so hot. But my brother was hiding from Binghe, and felt very sad."

His tone was obviously not fluctuating, but it still made the eavesdropping Shen Mingzheng intoxicated. The next moment he learned the meaning of his words, he felt distressed and secretly happy, and his heart seemed to be uncontrollable: Brother He said so, could it be ...He is also interested in himself?

Suddenly thinking of the confusion in Brother He's tone, Shen Mingzheng's heart softened, and he sighed secretly: Brother He is still a child, and he doesn't understand the feeling of yearning at all.

Only Shen Binghe continued to murmur: "Seeing brother Binghe is like being sick, and his cheeks will be hot; but not seeing brother, thinking about it day and night. Is it really sick?"

The hands beside the prince had quietly clenched into fists, and he endured and endured, so he didn't open his eyes immediately to express his heart to Brother He.Fortunately, the maid came into the room and asked Shen Binghe if he wanted to get up to wash up, so he took the opportunity to "wake up leisurely".Seeing him awake, Shen Binghe really lowered his head and remained silent.Looking at the scene that made him sad in the past, looking at it now, he can easily find two blushes on the cheeks of brother He who is bowing his head, and his fingers hidden in his sleeves.

The prince stretched out his hand to grab Brother He's finger hidden under his sleeve, and lifted it up to his eyes for a closer look.I saw that the ten fingers were as long as jade, shiny and fair, and the ten fingernails were plump and rosy. They were really well-raised by themselves.The hands are delicate and soft, and they are full of preciousness that has been pampered.

The hands that were stirring were suddenly caught, and Shen Binghe, who was obediently being groomed by the maid, certainly felt it.He trembled and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't stop the prince's toughness.The prince played with it carefully, and wrapped one hand into his palm while talking to himself.

This is the first time that the crown prince has made such an intimate act towards Shen Binghe. Shen Binghe suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened in surprise. When he saw the smile in the eyes of the crown prince, he seemed shy again. He lowered his head and refused to look up again.

The prince was so happy that he didn't resist, the hand surrounding Shen Binghe's right hand hung down and hid in his sleeve, pinched left and scratched right, as if he was having a great time.Shen Binghe still didn't say a word, as if resigned, but the prince keenly noticed the corners of his slightly pursed mouth, which was pink, as if he was aggrieved, but he was very happy.

After grooming, the prince let go of Shen Binghe's hand, as if it was just for fun, and calmly ignored the weird atmosphere between the two of them just now, but said to Shen Binghe apologetically: "It's really a shame recently. I'm busy, I haven't seen brother He for a long time, it's the elder brother's fault. Today, elder brother Muxiu must take good care of younger brother He."

Shen Binghe, who was unwilling to raise his head just now, raised his head in a flash, his round eyes stared directly at the prince, wondering what he was thinking, and then he blushed and nodded for a long time.

The prince was happy in his heart, and felt more and more stupid that he who had been daring not to reveal his feelings a few days ago was as stupid as a cow.Brother He, who has never been good at communicating with people, can't tell lies at all, and the shyness and springtime that can be seen through at a glance are completely ignored by him.Looking at it now, I just feel that Brother He is so innocent and cute, expressing his admiration for him in a daze everywhere, but he has blind eyes, turned a blind eye to this, and neglected Brother He for a few days in vain.

For some reason, after finding out that Brother He had feelings for him, the prince couldn't wait to be honest with Brother He, and then stay together for a lifetime, unable to wait for a moment, as if there was a voice in his head urging him to cherish being with Brother He every inch of time.He has the right to regard this as the urgency of his love for Brother He.He couldn't wait to get closer to Brother He, the palm of the hand that was holding Brother He just now was hot, it seemed that the delicate and gentle touch was still there, but it was not enough, he wanted to hug Brother He even more, and hugged Brother He, in his ear While talking about whispers between lovers, I want to see Brother He blushing because of his words or actions, and even the beauty weeping...

No, I can't think about it any longer.

The prince forced himself to restrain his mind, but found that it seemed to be useless at all. No matter what he was doing, he couldn't help but focus on Brother He.

Seeing that the maid was about to go forward to change Brother He's clothes, it was obviously a routine of the prince, but now the prince felt that the maid's hands were an eyesore. How come it seems to be seducing and teasing.He said in a deep voice, "Okay, you all go down."

Brother He looked at him a little strangely, the prince sighed in his heart, felt that he was so moody, he really looked like a young man who was fascinated by Brother He.However, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and willingly finished the task that should have been done by the maid for Brother He.

When he tied Shen Binghe's belt, he seemed to surround Shen Binghe with his whole body.After tying it up, he didn't let go of his hands and stood up straight. Instead, he lowered his head in this aggressive posture, roughly measured Shen Binghe's waist with his hands, and seemed quite dissatisfied: "It's been so long, why is my waist still like this? So fine?"

Shen Binghe looked up and found that his eyes were deep, and the deep eyes gave him the illusion that he would be dismantled in the next moment.Such an aggressive prince is not like the gentle elder brother he remembered, but more like the reckless Tang Gan in the previous mission.

He blushed and smiled at the prince, looking innocent.

The prince's eyes deepened when he saw it, and finally he couldn't help but hugged his waist tightly. The two of them got very close, and lowered their heads to kiss the blush at the end of his eyes.For some reason, he especially wanted to kiss that place, and he wanted to lick it until it was glistening.

Shen Binghe, who closed his eyes and endured it, felt agitated. This move was exactly what Tang Qian liked to do most in the past, and the severity and method were exactly the same.With such a close distance, the atmosphere that should have been unfamiliar was so familiar. His eyes were hot, and he felt that God was blessing him to find his lover again in this strange time and space.

Sensing the unconscious acceptance and response of the person in his arms, Shen Mingzheng was ecstatic, his breathing became rough, and he barely controlled himself from doing anything, staring at the boy in his arms.Seeing that he was short of breath, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were full, and the ends of his eyes that he had just licked were shining brightly, he couldn't help but tighten his throat, and said in a low voice: "Brother He, what do you think of brother treating you like this?" Sample?"

Shen Binghe was a little dazed, and whispered softly: "I like it so much, my heart is numb, I have never been treated like this by my brother."

His bold and direct answer made the fire in Shen Mingzheng's heart burn even more.He swallowed, and finally couldn't help confessing: "Brother can't take it anymore, during this period of time, my brother just thinks about Brother He like crazy every day. Brother He, brother, this place is already filled by you, and I can't let go of other things." Something." He took Shen Binghe's hand and pressed it on his heart, and said affectionately, "Brother He, brother likes you, loves you, not brotherhood, but lover's love, and wants to be with you forever Together, I want to take care of you and cherish you. Do you understand?"

Shen Binghe raised his eyes to look at him, his cheeks were flushed like peach blossoms in March, and his eyes were serious: "Binghe also wants to take care of my brother, and be with him forever."