Emperor student

King Saibei's heart skipped a beat, he just felt that his life of more than twenty years seemed ordinary in comparison at this moment, his chest was full of sourness and sweetness, and his face was reddened by his actions.

Yin Ning's lips were softly pressed against his skin, the scar across the center of the back of his hand.

It's just that a long time has passed, and he still has no intention of moving.

King Saibei tilted his head, bent down to look at his face from the side, and urged, "Lick it."

Yin Ning and him looked at each other, then straightened up abruptly, hitting the back of his head on the other's chin.The two let out a cry of pain at the same time.

"Does it hurt?" King Saibei hurriedly hugged Yin Ning's head to check, and asked guiltily.

Yin Ning was knocked into tears, a little impatient but had nothing to say, after all, he was the one who took the initiative to attack, so he could only shake his head.

King Saibei was unhappy, such a good atmosphere was disturbed by him.I knew I wouldn't let Yin Ning lick it, but I just kissed it like that just now.

Yin Ning was sitting next to him, his heart was pounding because of the bold move just now, but he peeked at King Saibei and saw the dejected expression on his face.

The first approach may have been impulsive and involuntary, but after careful consideration, he couldn't help approaching that side again, and held his hand again.

"How did it hurt here?" Yin Ning's face blushed quickly, and he could only ask some self-deprecating questions to divert his attention.

King Saibei said lightly: "I ate cantaloupe when I was a child, and I accidentally cut it."

Yin Ning was laughed angrily by him: "Could it be cut from eating cantaloupe, do you think I have never eaten cantaloupe?"

The skin at the edge of the scar had already hardened, and when he touched it gently with his hands, his tentacles felt tingling.

Yin Ning asked again: "How did it hurt? If you tell me the truth, I will..." His last words were so soft that people couldn't hear them clearly and were elusive.

King Saibei stretched his neck and asked eagerly: "What? What are you going to do?"

Yin Ning broke the can and said, "Didn't you let me lick it?!"

"Ah~" King Saibei smiled triumphantly.

He stretched out his hand and made Yin Ning sit in his arms with his back against his chest, his arms around him, his chin resting on his left shoulder, showing his hands.

After he was injured there, his father and king cared very much. All the famous doctors in the north of Saipan used all the rare and rare herbs, but a scar was left after all.Since then, King Saibei has had an extra pair of gloves made of soft and fine steel wire when he went to the battlefield.

But after all, the wound was left behind, and you can't see anything from a distance, but you can see a shallow white streak when you get closer, and the feeling is slower than other places.

"This is the first time I was injured when I quelled the rebellion in the Western Regions with my father. I was still young at that time, and I didn't understand the principle of not chasing after the poor." King Saibei was still complacent when talking about this matter, "I only brought Leading a group of elite soldiers, I didn't expect that although the opponent was defeated and fled, there were still subordinates to respond, and they were surrounded by the enemy's formation."

What King Saibei said was full of hype, and Yin Ning was terrified when he heard it, as if he saw that poor little beggar when he was a child surrounded by a group of terrifying big men.He couldn't help leaning back, clinging to King Saibei's body, and pressing his forehead against his chin.

Yin Ning felt safer because his body was strong and hot.

"The leader of the enemy army is desperate and intends to take me down to challenge my father. Am I a mediocre person who will be captured without a fight, and immediately fight into the battle with an ax..." King Saibei became more and more excited, and suddenly sneered, "...The man's big knife hit my right hand, and before I had time to be proud, I cut him off the horse!"

But as he spoke, he felt something was wrong, and felt guilty, for fear that Yin Ning would think that he was cruel and bloodthirsty.

"How old were you that year?" Yin Ning asked in a low voice.

King Saibei recalled: "Ten, fifteen?"

Yin Ning let out a long breath, thinking about what he was doing when he was 15 years old.Probably not in the school, or on the way to the school, he had long forgotten that the little beggar in the back of his head was on the front line of life and death, and suffered such a serious injury.

"Fortunately, you're fine." He raised his eyes, eyes dodging shyly, but full of attachment.

He carefully looked at King Saibei's hands again, and found that there were calluses on the ten fingers of his hands, not only the back of his right hand, but also scars on the palm of his left hand and the end of his little finger.

These scars piled up on his hands, if they were inconspicuous, they were inconspicuous, but as long as you looked carefully, you could always notice them.

Yin Ning thought bitterly, how could he never pay attention to it before, it was obviously such an obvious scar.

These hands once carried him to the horse when he first arrived in Saibei, saved him from his cousin, wiped his face clumsily, and gently picked the meat from the grilled lamb chops for him to eat.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be truly moved by someone.Yin Ning thought.

Such strong emotions have never been seen in his past 20 years.

King Saibei saw that he was holding his hand, looking at him face to face, and didn't move. He was inevitably anxious, but he didn't dare to urge him.

Didn't you agree, just lick him if you tell him the truth?

King Saibei was still slandering Yin Ning for not believing what he said, but the person in his arms suddenly turned around.

Yin Ning blushed but looked at him firmly, suddenly she took the initiative to put her hands around his neck, and gently pushed her lips up.

King Saibei, who drank yang-strengthening decoctions every day, could not bear this tease! ! !

After a short moment of dullness, he suddenly hugged Yin Ning's waist and pressed her down on the bed.

The thick calluses of the scars polished by the wind and frost on the Saibei battlefield are lingeringly connected with the delicate skin and flesh raised by Daxi's brocade clothes and jade food, like a red-hot sharp knife in the forging entering the water, the smoke is hot and the water mist is misty for a while.

The flat quilt on the big bed was gradually wrinkled, and the four corners were pulled away from the distance. After a while, it was messed up by the two people on the bed.

Yin Ning was in a trance and couldn't control his mouth. Later, he was even more grateful that King Saibei could come to help and prevent him from making more voices that made him blush.

Ah Feng outside the dormitory was dejected, and while listening to the movement, he prayed to the Buddha and God in his heart, hoping that the young master and him could get through this test safely.

For a long time, he couldn't hear the movement inside. It was past the time for dinner, and the young master hadn't eaten yet.

His legs were numb, and finally he heard some small sounds coming from inside.

Ah Feng held his breath, pressed against the crack of the door and tried to identify, his eyes kept rolling.

Finally, he relaxes.

"God bless." Afeng put his hands together tremblingly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Master, thank you for your hard work."

In the room, Yin Ning couldn't help pushing King Saibei, feeling that he was very heavy: "I'm so hungry."

He had just been bullied, and his voice inevitably had a lingering aftertaste of crying, but King Saibei heard it was full of charm.

With a calm voice, he stared at Yin Ning's eyes, the little appetizer just now was not even enough to fit between his teeth.

It's really strange, he always thinks that he must get closer to Yin Ning, at least he must be completely possessed, so that this person has his own taste inside and out.

But when it's time to get ready for battle, I always feel distressed.I feel that Yin Ning was married to Saibei by a will, and she left her home and had no relatives, and even suffered from illness and suffering.

It was as if every time he raised the front paw of the beast and wanted to attack him, but because he felt sorry for him, he could only retract his paws, bluff and rub the man twice with the furry pads, and it was over.

Yin Ning felt that King Saibei looked at him as if he was an inevitable prey, but honestly he didn't get any closer.

Just say, "I'm hungry too."

It looked a little aggrieved.