Dressed as the favorite concubine of a downhearted prince

"What are you doing sitting here?"

When Han Sui came out, he saw Ye Yuming sitting on the stone steps at the door, looking up at the moon in the sky. The cool moonlight stretched his shadow for a long time, and he felt a little more lonely for no reason, like a big world For a while, he was the only one. The feeling of loneliness suddenly hit Han Sui's heart, making him frown.

Hearing the movement, Ye Yuming didn't get up, turned his face and looked up at Han Sui: "Wait for you, have you guys finished talking?"

Han Sui put his hands behind his back, thinking that Ye Yuming's departure just now was not because he was angry with Wu Jiang, he just chose to avoid suspicion, so he avoided it.

People who usually look carefree and do not follow the rules when speaking and doing things will sometimes be so cautious.

Han Sui wanted to say, he doesn't have to be like this, if there was something that Ye Yuming couldn't listen to, then he wouldn't bring Ye Yuming here, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no need to explain, but for some reason, a trace of Feeling irritated, striding over with his clothes fluttering.

"Let's go."

"Han Sui." Ye Yuming didn't follow, sat on the ground, his tone was a little sluggish, Han Sui stopped in place, his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the person who was still sitting on the ground: "What's wrong?"

Ye Yuming stretched out his hand and stared at Han Sui. When he spoke again, he felt even more wronged: "I've waited too long, my legs are numb and I can't stand up."

"Get up by yourself."

Han Sui stood there without moving, but his hands hidden behind his back were clenched into fists.

"If you don't get up, you don't care about me, just go." Ye Yuming put down his hands as if resigned to his fate, and said unhappy, "That's right, how dare I work hard for Prince Jing, you go, and leave me alone."

After finishing speaking, he turned his face away in anger, and stopped looking at Han Sui, like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

Before the temper was over, someone pinched his arm, and Ye Yuming was lifted up before he was ready. Han Sui coldly and awkwardly reprimanded: "You will be self-willed."

"Who is capricious?" Ye Yuming was happy in his heart, and the smile on his face was obvious. He turned his face to fight with Han Sui, but because he really stayed in the same position for too long, his blood-poor legs were suddenly entrusted. He was still a bit overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility, and he couldn't stand firmly. Han Sui hurriedly reached out to grab him by the waist, and put him in his arms, so that Ye Yuming would not fall back to the ground again.

As for Ye Yuming, when Han Sui hugged his waist, he had already boldly hooked Han Sui's neck.

With such a flash of stature, the distance between the two of them was very close, so close that Ye Yuming could kiss Han Sui as long as he raised his head slightly. He really wanted to, but he didn't dare, for fear that Han Sui would turn his back on him and throw him out again. .

Warm breath wrapped around his body, Han Sui felt as if he was holding a hot stove in his arms, especially when his hands were clasped around Ye Yuming's waist, there was a scorching feeling there, so hot that Han Sui wanted to take back his hands, I was afraid of hurting the person in my arms.

Eating King Jing's tofu is Ye Yuming's favorite thing. He is so close to Han Sui, so his thoughts are not so simple. He was about to make a little trick, but he accidentally saw Han Sui's slightly red earlobe. It wasn't very real, Ye Yuming wasn't sure, so he moved closer, only to find that Han Sui's ears were really red.

"What are you doing?!" The sudden approaching breath almost touched his face, Han Sui finally couldn't bear it, and pushed Ye Yuming away, with a stiff tone supporting his lord's aura: "How decent is Cheng!"

"Cough," Ye Yuming lowered his head and suppressed a smile: "It's a bit inappropriate, so don't get so close to me next time, my lord. They are all men, and I can't control it."

"You..." The redness on Han Sui's face became more and more obvious. I don't know if it was because of Ye Yuming's anger, or for some other reason. In short, most of the aura that was propped up has collapsed.

"Are you going to say that I have no shame?" Ye Yuming followed Han Sui, stepping on Han Sui's shadow, walking without a straight face: "I said Han Sui, don't be like a little old man at a young age, so sour." Fu, why am I shameless again? Food, sex, sex. Haven’t you heard of it? This is human instinct, it’s nature, and it cannot be suppressed.”

"Hey, wait for me, why are you walking so fast to show that your legs are long?"

Han Sui, who was walking in front, had no intention of waiting for him, instead he quickened his pace, seemingly trying to get rid of the irritable Ye Yuming behind him, but when he turned the corner, he deliberately slowed down and waited for the people behind him After catching up, what exactly is he trying to do? It's really a needle in the bottom of a man's heart, and he can't figure it out.

"You said there is only one upper room left?" After hearing Zhao An's reply, Ye Yuming looked at Han Sui and smiled like a fox: "Oh, what should I do? I can only be wronged to take our prince in for a night, Zhao An An, you see that the matter you are doing has been well arranged along the way, how come there is a mistake at the destination, it doesn't matter if you wronged my son, but what can we do if you wronged our prince?"

Zhao An: ...

There was nothing wrong with it, but it was the young lady of the Ye family who changed her mind and insisted on living in this three-story building. She said it was beautiful and beautiful, and she pulled Zhao An's sleeve and rubbed it hard for a long time. Zhao An had no choice but to send a letter to My lord, he only settled here after his approval.

It's a pity that the business of the three-story building is too hot, and there are really not enough empty rooms left.

After closing the door, Ye Yuming climbed by the window and looked down, feeling emotional while watching: "I have to say, this small building is beautiful, look there, Han Sui, look, there are red lanterns hanging on the eaves from here Come on, my sister has really good eyes."

Han Sui: "Are you sleeping or not?"

"Sleep, I've been sleepy for a long time." Ye Yuming closed the window, and seeing Han Sui open the big cabinet where the spare bedding was placed, it was obvious that he wanted him to sleep on the floor.

It's not like they didn't sleep in the same room with Han Sui before, but Ye Yuming consciously slept on the floor, but this time, he obviously didn't want to sleep on the floor, he wanted to sleep with Prince Jing.

With a "snap", Ye Yuming closed the big cabinet again. Ye Yuming looked up at Han Sui with great momentum: "Your lord is planning to let me sleep on the floor, right? Do you have the heart? I will take you in this room, you Let me sleep on the floor? Han Sui, is that too much?"

Han Sui took a step back and distanced himself from Ye Yuming, Ye Yuming didn't let him succeed, and immediately followed up, Han Sui didn't retreat again, Ye Yuming was almost hanging on him.

"You stand still."

Ye Yuming: "Stand up, stand up! I don't sleep on the floor, if you want to sleep, you sleep on your own."

How could Han Sui sleep on the floor?

Ye Yuming saw Han Sui looking at him with a look of disdain. Seeing that he was about to speak, Ye Yuming quickly reached out and covered Prince Jing's mouth with his eyes. He also knew that he would definitely not be able to say what Ye Yuming liked to hear. It would be better to block Han Sui. Sui's mouth, don't let him speak.

"Han Sui, what's going on now? You still let me sleep on the floor. What if I catch a cold and get sick? What if I have a cold and a fever? People will say that you abused me, my lord, and that it will damage your reputation. Hello, my lord."

"I want to sleep on the bed." Ye Yuming was very confident at first, but he didn't know why. More than enough for two people, don't be too stingy."

Han Sui took Ye Yuming's hand away, with a disgusted expression on his face: "You just want to climb my king's bed!"

Ye Yuming took a deep breath and smiled innocently: "Where is the prince talking?"

Although this is the truth, don't say it out, don't you want to lose face?

"My lord, think about it slowly. I'll go to sleep first. I'll leave a place for you. Don't worry, I won't squeeze you." Ye Yuming had already climbed onto the bed with the spare quilt in the big cabinet, and he wanted to make the bed. In the sleeping place, Han Sui left a butt that was shaking from side to side. Han Sui took a look, looked away, paused for a moment, looked back, and finally met Ye Yuming's gaze.

Ye Yuming looked at his tangled look, and pulled the quilt on his body, just enough to cover his chin, only one head flowed out, which looked a little funny.

"I said Han Sui, why are you acting like a big girl? Isn't it just a bed to sleep in, can I still take advantage of you?" Ye Yuming sighed seriously while talking: "It should be me who is worried. Worry, okay? It’s not about our identities, Prince Jing, with all your martial arts, are you still afraid of me, a weak young man with no strength to restrain a chicken?"

Before he finished his provocative words to Han Sui, Han Sui had already stood in front of the bed, lifted Ye Yuming's quilt, and stretched out his arms.

"I haven't gone to bed yet, who will allow you to sleep? Get up and undress me."

"Are you sure you want me to undress you?" Ye Yuming lay still, he wanted to give King Jing another chance, and he would not let such a good thing fall into Ye Yuming's hands easily.

Isn't this tofu delivered to your door?Don't eat for nothing!

Han Sui: "Isn't this your duty?"

"Yes, that must be!"

Ye Yuming flipped over with a carp, but he didn't get off the bed. Han Sui was standing beside the bed, which was actually very close to him. Ye Yuming half-kneeled on the bed, and stretched out his hand to untie Han Sui's belt.

Simply not too convenient.

"My lord, is it okay to untie the belt like this?" Ye Yuming's hand walked along Han Sui's waist, and then he touched Han Sui's abdominal muscles little by little.

Very presumptuous.

"Is this how you undressed me?" Han Sui's forehead was throbbing with veins: "There are no rules!"

Ye Yuming's hand had already touched Han Sui's neckline. His Royal Highness Prince Jing's chest muscles felt good, and he ignored Han Sui's opinion. Ye Yuming took off Han Sui's robe in a convenient position, threw it on the ground, and then When he was about to start, he pulled Han Sui's underwear.

It seemed a bit impatient.

"Enough." Han Sui couldn't bear it anymore, and avoided Ye Yuming's hand eating tofu: "This king has never seen such an unruly person like you. Is it you who serve Kuanyi like this? You..."

"My lord, what's wrong with me?" Ye Yuming's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to eat people.

Han Sui didn't bother to talk to him, and pushed him inside: "Go to sleep, you're crowding me!"

It is very common for Han Sui to have someone wait on Unyielding, but the two times when Ye Yuming took off his clothes just now, Han Sui felt that something was wrong, as if, as if he had let Ye Yuming take advantage of him, but he still It wasn't a feeling of anger. If it was really angry, he would have thrown this inappropriate thing out by now. Han Sui knew that he was not angry, but the emotion was too inexplicable.

The two were lying on the same bed, breathing intertwined, but they both knew that the other was not asleep. Ye Yuming enjoyed the feeling of lying side by side with Han Sui, so he rarely spoke, and closed his eyes to enjoy the rare silence time.

"What are you thinking about sitting on the ground?"

"what?"

Ye Yuming didn't speak, but Han Sui opened his mouth. He was very inexplicable when he opened his mouth. Ye Yuming didn't understand Prince Jing's point.

"What's sitting on the ground? Am I lying beside the prince? I'm not sitting on the ground."

"This king is saying, outside the palace, when you are waiting for this king, what are you thinking alone?"

After Han Sui lay down, he clearly felt Ye Yuming's breathing, and the image of Ye Yuming sitting alone on the stone steps appeared in his mind. The cool moonlight hit him, and Ye Yuming at that moment gave people a kind of trance It felt like a gust of wind would blow him away.

"Forget it, I don't want to know."

"Of course I'm thinking about the prince, otherwise who else can I think about?"