The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

Eisley is one of the king's few "own people", so the king has given him a lot of rights.

In the past few days, Eisley has been busy handing over work, getting up earlier and going to bed later than before.

For some reason, Aisley didn't dream of Xingyuan for several days.

If you want to ask Eisley if he wants Xingyuan, he definitely does.

He is a rough guy who hangs out with a group of old men during the day, and the meeting room smells like sweat. When everyone talks about the fierceness, spittle can't be avoided.

Eisley looked at the group of guys with rough skin and thick flesh, except for the sinews, he could not see the slightest beauty. He took a sip of the tea rewarded by the king and calmed down, then put the cup on the table.

He rubbed his temples involuntarily.

He's not straight after all.

I didn't have a lover before, so after so many years, I will come here, and others will be regarded as friends.

Now that he has a delicate little guy, why would he want to stay with this group of people?

In the past, when he was dealing with official duties, the person he liked would always squeeze into his arms, look up into his eyes curiously, and kiss him again from time to time.

The man's own fragrance spread around him.Even if it was an unlikely event, Eisley still felt that the air was tinged with teenagers.

The rest of the rough guys continued to quarrel, while Aisley leaned on the chair and drank tea leisurely.He looks normal on the surface, but only if someone looks into his eyes carefully, he will find that he is already in a trance, and he doesn't know what is going on in his brain.

Aisley squinted his eyes, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously. He raised his legs and changed his sitting position.

After Aisley finished dealing with today's affairs, everything was silent, only the night guard guards were patrolling the palace.

When they saw Aisley salute to them, Aisley nodded easily.

Aisley walked towards the residence. He seemed to be doing nothing, but actually moved much faster.

As soon as he stepped into the residence, Eisley immediately untied his belt, walked quickly to the closet while taking it off, he had to quickly find a change of clothes to take a shower.

He hadn't seen Xingyuan for many days, because he might see him in a dream, he didn't want to delay his sleep time at all.

But taking a bath is a must. In the past, it was rough. Now that he can hug Xingyuan, Aisley doesn't want the smell of sweat from his body to soak Xingyuan's body.

Just when Eisley was looking for a change of clothes in his unfamiliar wardrobe, a pair of white and slender hands on the side handed over the clothes he wanted.

The familiar hand made him let go of his guard, he took the clothes with peace of mind, and rubbed the young man's fluffy head again.

Looking into the blue eyes of the young man, he smiled and put his pajamas on his back, and said to him, "Hey, I'll find you when I fall asleep."

Xingyuan:? ?

He tilted his head, and the man couldn't help but stroked his hair again.This man was too forceful, he pushed Xing Yuan's head down.

Xingyuan originally wanted to raise his head, but he paused for a moment, so he obediently lowered his head and did not raise it.

Eisley was about to go to the bathhouse with his clothes in his arms, but he stopped suddenly, and then turned around abruptly.

He stared at the quiet and well-behaved young man, and asked calmly, "Are we in a dream?"

Xingyuan lowered his head and shook his head, his voice was clear and high-spirited, "No, this is reality."

Aisley's eyes flickered, and the originally cloudy eyes became clearer.He smiled lowly, the muscles on his arms twitched, he wanted to do something, but found the young man's eyes...

The corners of Aisley's lips pressed slightly, and he followed the young man's eyes to look down——

He dragged his coat just now, his belt was undone, and his trouser belt... was also pulled.

Ashley: ...

He grabbed a strand of hair on the top of the young man's head, Xing Yuan noticed it, and raised his head up with the speed of the other party, he was very good at knowing the current affairs, and would not let his scalp feel a little pain.

When he faced Aisley, he opened his innocent blue eyes with a cute face.

Aisley looked at him with raised eyebrows, Xingyuan put his arms around Aisley's waist, and looked up.

"I miss you."

Ashley paused, and he reached out and patted Xingyuan's back lightly.

Aisley had thought about preventing Xingyuan from appearing in this world. He called it a treasure of his own and would not allow outsiders to covet it.

But, it was just a joke to comfort myself.

How could he not want to really hug him and touch him?

They are separated by time, separated by the world, no matter how much they accompany them, they are like clouds in the sky, seemingly beautiful and dreamy, and they may disperse at any time.

Unlike now, he only needs to lock it with a chain, and he can completely grasp the opponent's whereabouts, and he has a real texture.

Of course, this is just a description.

He likes Xingyuan so much, so he naturally hopes that it will fly higher and higher and control most of the sky.

When the other party hugged him tightly, Aisley really felt the existence of this elf.Only then can he truly be sure that he has a lover.

Xingyuan traveled from the dream world, and he will not carry anything belonging to his era.

Fortunately, Xingyuan had taken a shower when he came, otherwise even if Aisley didn't dislike him, Xingyuan wouldn't be able to sleep in peace.

When Aisley went to take a shower, Xingyuan hid in the corner.

When Eisley came back, how to arrange the young people became a problem.

Xingyuan turned his head away, his neck raised a beautiful arc, and Aisley avoided seeing him.

Xingyuan pursed his lips, and he said nervously: "If there is really no place to live, how about I go back...or we sleep on the same bed, don't worry, I will never touch you."

Ashley: ...

You may be worrying wrong.

They couldn't touch before, and it didn't matter if they slept in the same bed.Now they are two real people, and the touch is real.

Perhaps Xingyuan has gotten used to Aisley's body temperature, but for Aisley, he rarely touches Xingyuan, even in his dreams, the time he can touch each other is only for a few seconds.

Aisley took out the pajamas that he felt were a little tight and handed them to Xingyuan, who put them on loosely.

The quilt was lifted, and Aisley was still standing beside the bed, so Xingyuan got in first.

Xingyuan's eyes brightened, and a smile appeared on his face.He looked up at Aisley, and moved silently to the side of the bed.

Ashley: ...

He looked at Xingyuan for a while, and finally took off his coat and lay down.

At night, Xingyuan looked at Aisley from time to time.

He looked at the other person's high bridge of nose, and glanced down at his own.

After a while, he stared at other people's eyelashes and then rolled up to look at his own.

When Aisley's even breathing sounded, Xingyuan paused, and he tentatively said "hmm".

There was no change in the sound of breathing, it was still so even.

Xingyuan whispered: "Are you asleep?"

Ashley didn't answer.

Seeing this, Xing Yuan crept over cautiously.

Pressing the quilt with his palms and sinking slightly, Xingyuan poked his head above Aisley's face.

He moved his face down and didn't stop until the tip of his nose lightly touched the tip of Aisley's.

He carefully observed Eisley's eyelashes, and he found that the other's eyelashes were not as long and dense as his, nor were they curled up like his.

During his observation, their noses rubbed against each other, and as the heat of each other's breath sprayed onto his face, Xingyuan's heart beat slightly faster, and his scalp felt slightly numb.

He allowed himself to calm down, and he just concluded in a mess——

He doesn't have Ashley's straight nose.

Xing Yuan turned his head away, blushing slightly.

He paused, quietly kissed the corner of Aisley's eyes, and hurried away as if fleeing.

Hey, he is really not a good guy, he said he would not touch others, but he still did this kind of hooligan thing at night.

Xingyuan lay down on the corner of the bed again, and gradually fell asleep as time went by.

After he fell asleep, Eisley opened his eyes, moved his neck, raised his hand to press the corner of his lips but couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that someone was about to fall off the bed, Eisley moved out, and reached out to fish Xing Yuan to the center of the bed.

The beds here are not automatically heated, and Xingyuan has long been curled up into a ball.

After feeling the heat source around him, his body opened up and began to move closer to the heat source.

Eisley originally didn't want the young man to fall, but unexpectedly the young man crawled over and hugged him.

The cold hands and feet clinging to his body made Aisley, who was about to escape, stop.

He reluctantly moved closer to the young man, and covered the other's hand with his own warm hand.

Seeing this, Xingyuan sticks to Aisley even tighter, wishing to encircle him with his limbs.

The aura that belonged to the young man drove away the surrounding air, and Aisley's brain became chaotic. He closed his cloudy eyes, and his slightly faster heartbeat made his breathing difficult.

Aisley couldn't hold back his cough, and Xingyuan's hair rubbed against Aisley's chin, and Aisley let out a breath, his scalp numb.