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Xiao Jianshen knew that he was dreaming.

Dreams are always confusing.

He suddenly dreamed of the scene when his master died, and the feeling of emptiness and depression came to his heart again; It is a very big and sweet dragon and phoenix sugar figurine. I don’t know if it is a special feature in the dream. Every time it bites, it has a lingering toughness, which is different from the normal crispness in memory.

Is this sugar man getting wet?Xiao Jianshen thought hard to guess in his dream, and then he only felt that the sugar figure in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier... Then, he woke up.

A strange bed net, the same strange weight.

Xiao Jianshen remembered that he was sleeping with a spy. He turned his head and saw that the other person who had been sleeping separately not only pressed directly on half of his arm, but even fell asleep under his quilt. Under a brocade quilt, the two apparently had a skin-to-skin contact.

Insatiable.

These four words gradually emerged in Xiao Jianshen's mind.He was about to push the person away with his hands, but before he was about to move, his heart suddenly moved.

Generally, those who are spies always have a nerve in their hearts that refuses to relax. They don't trust others, and they probably don't trust themselves very much.

Since Xue Maoqing is a spy, it is absolutely impossible for him to lie down in front of the target, and it is even more impossible for him to be like this——

Xiao Jian deeply felt the posture of both sides.He was still lying flat and peacefully, but Fu Tinghuan had already nestled into his arms at this moment, his hands were wrapping around his waist, and his head was hanging slightly, resting on his neck , let alone the two legs underneath, they are naturally entangled with each other.

I don't know if he felt Xiao Jianshen's gaze, but Fu Tinghuan, who had buried his face in Xiao Jianshen's shoulder, turned his head, revealing half of his cheek.

Xiao Jianshen found strangely that the other party's lips were a little swollen with the help of the starlight missing from the pane.

He didn't care about it, and just continued to think: After all, it's still too much to go too far, showing off... How could a spy who kills people casually like Wentao Wulue have such a gentle and compliant posture like a woman?The other party is probably pretending to be asleep, so as to observe his real reaction and pave the way for the follow-up plan!

After straightening out his thoughts, Xiao Jianshen smiled faintly, just didn't know, pulled out a hand and gently pushed the other party away, letting the other party lay flat and sleep, and planned to continue to rest.

But in the short time when he pushed away and closed his eyes again, Fu Tinghuan, who had just moved away from his body, rolled back again, stretched his arms around his waist as before, fell asleep on his neck, and spread his legs On his leg, this time, by the way, a strand of his hair was also pressed!

Xiao Jianshen: "..." Sure enough, he was pretending to be asleep to test my reaction.

He was thinking seriously, when the person who fell asleep on his neck suddenly rubbed his face against him, and the hand that was originally placed on his waist and abdomen swept down!

Xiao Jianshen was startled almost instantly. Although he didn't jump up from the bed like a fish, he still immediately felt numbness on the back of his neck, as if he had been in a rigid position for a long time.

Fu Tinghuan seemed to be mumbling something, his voice was vague, and he couldn't understand it.

Xiao Jianshen felt the air blowing on his neck and the softness it brushed against... He paused for a moment before realizing that it was probably Fu Tinghuan's lips.

At this time, he almost felt a kind of entanglement and distress, and began to seriously consider whether to roughly push the other party away... But at this time, the people beside him seemed to have fallen into a silent silence again, only obediently. Maintain this probably not very comfortable hugging position.

Anyway, they are all men anyway... The tension just now was just a pure physiological reaction, and after the physical reaction disappeared, the spirit relaxed again.Xiao Jianshen regained his composure, and he would not push the person away again at this moment, but in order to sleep more comfortably, he still pulled out his suppressed arm, passed the opponent's neck, and wrapped his arms around him shoulders, hugging each other as skillfully as holding a sword in the past.

Then he closed his eyes for the third time, and after a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, it was the time when the cock started to crow.

The sky was still dark, but candlelight was already lit outside the corridor with the closed door, and a familiar silhouette was being reflected on the door.

Wang Ranggong's small voice also came from outside the house: "Your Highness, it's time to get up and change clothes." After saying this, the door was gently pushed open, and then Wang Ranggong and several eunuchs of the East Palace filed in with court clothes.

After they put down their things, Xiao Jianshen waved his hand, signaling for several people to go out first, and then he was about to get up, but found that his hair was still pressed down, and Fu Tinghuan was still sound asleep.

He pondered for a while, and felt that he had slept with someone in his arms all night, and it was not good to give up all his previous efforts at this time, so he recruited Wang Ranggong who hadn't left yet, and took the dagger he carried with him to cut off the strand of hair that was under pressure. Get up and dress to leave.

Just when the group of people had just left Qionglou, Fu Tinghuan on the bed also opened his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch the pillow, and found a strand of long hair that Xiao Jianshen had just cut off.Fu Tinghuan didn't know why he slept so deeply at night, but it seemed that this kind of relaxation was only effective around Xiao Jianshen.The first moment those people came in, he had already woken up, but he didn't move—but it was just right, otherwise how could he see that Xiao Jianshen would rather cut off a strand of his hair than wake him up?

Fu Tinghuan smiled slightly.His fingers rested between his lips for a moment, feeling the impatience in his heart, but before that——

Fu Tinghuan walked out of the bed barefoot, his hands fluttering like butterflies wearing flowers, and just a few short steps from the bedside to the table, Xiao Jianshen's long lock of hair had been braided by him just now. A pure black tassel just hung on the body of Bai Yuxiao that Xiao Jianshen had given him before.

Before that, Fu Tinghuan slowly thought, maybe it's time to go to the East Palace and see what Xiao Jianshen looks like in normal times?