The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

"I have said countless sweet words over and over again, and my own tongue is numb. Can you laugh." Zhao Qi leaned on Cheng Ran shamelessly.

Cheng Ran smiled stiffly, Zhao Qi shook his head and sighed, "It's uglier than crying."

How dare you think that showing him a forced smile without the mood to laugh is enough to hurt your body, and if he is not satisfied, he is not just trying to laugh.Thinking of this, Cheng Ran couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhao Qi's merits and virtues were complete, so he begged for merit: "Ran, you should also say something sincere to me. Say you like me, okay? Or say you don't hate me."

"You think I hate you?" Cheng Ran was surprised, would an overconfident person like him need the affirmation of others?And why is he with someone who maybe hates him?

"You don't hate me!" Zhao Qiba called out, but the tone was full of fear, even threatening Cheng Ran.

Cheng Ran's ears buzzed, and he realized that Zhao Qi had this knot in his heart. He valued himself more than both sides estimated, but it was too much for him to say that he liked Zhao Qi.After a while, he said vaguely, "I smiled at you."

Remembering Cheng Ran's famous saying that only those who don't like him will be cold-faced, Zhao Qi turned his anger into joy, but quickly said: "You smiled at others too!"

It was getting more and more unreasonable, Cheng Ran didn't answer his words, but pushed Zhao Qi, but instead of pushing, Zhao Qi stuck up even more.Zhao Qi almost drools on him recently, it is really tight, and he does everything he can, such as coquettish, shameless, threatening, tempting, as long as he can stick to Cheng Ran, he even pretends to cry. Can do it.It was fine during the day, but at night he began to demand endlessly, exhausting him to the brink of death, but Zhao Qi seemed to have nothing to do, he handled official duties with understanding of the people's sentiments, and was full of energy, God is really a little unfair!

Zhao Qi still wanted to ask Cheng Ran, but found that he was breathing evenly and fell asleep. Zhao Qi laid him flat, wrapped him in a blanket, and kissed Cheng Ran's blushing face.There was no question, he was already his anyway.

There are still three days away from the capital, the summer heat and the deep sense of oppression make Cheng Ran depressed, he rarely speaks every day, no matter how much Zhao Qi teases him, he seems to be in a slump.