The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

It has been three days since Zhu Hen woke up, as long as he has been sick, he has been dreaming for as long as possible, and he can't tell whether he is in a dream or in reality.

He ignored the cold-faced man who was always nervous, and the old man who was always twirling his beard and nagging. He hadn't said a word since he woke up, and no matter what the two of them said, he didn't answer.

He looked at the two frowning faces, and thought it was very interesting, and he didn't like to talk to each other.But the bitter medicine still has to be drunk, otherwise the cold-faced man will feed the medicine mouth to mouth, and tie him up with a rope for a day.

What surprised him the most was that his body was terribly thin and pale, but his stomach was round and soft.Every time he wants to squeeze, as long as the cold-faced man is around, he will stop him, and after patiently averting his gaze, he will come to hug him with a soft expression, and play with some gadgets that only children would be interested in.

Zhu Hen was only surprised for a while, then accepted the fact.

I really can't see that the cold, expressionless, tall and handsome man with a cold face who always blows his nose is a guy with a brain problem. He has to pretend to cooperate, otherwise he may be killed if he gets sick.

So, basically, the cold-faced man is playing. He has a numb face and a stiff body, watching the cold-faced man stretch his powerful fingers, constantly fiddle with the little things that children only play, and ask him from time to time if he likes it. .

He really wanted to ridicule that 800 years ago, he looked down on these odds and ends. Even Jiu Lianhuan, who only needed a little wisdom, was disgusted 700 years ago. He can be so quiet and casual The masked man fiddled with it without thinking, and sat with him until his butt was numb, but it was just because of the good-looking fingers of the cold-faced man.

But it seemed that every time he didn't answer or react, the cold-faced man would become more melancholy and gentler. This kind of depression and aggrieved mixed together made Zhu Chen feel very happy after seeing it.It is conceivable that a ferocious and brave dog is being stupid all day long... In short, Zhu Hen shamefully feels that a certain part of his body will always be excited when someone is stupid.

Therefore, in order to keep enjoying himself, he closed his mouth tightly, as if he was looking at something extremely rare, and looked at the cold-faced man with flickering eyes, without distracting the slightest attention from those gadgets, just looking at the cold-faced man. face man.

It wasn't until the cold-faced man withdrew his eyes and hugged him in frustration, sticky, that he was in a daze. For a moment, he felt that it was too much to bully the cold-faced man?After all, not everyone can treat others as sick when they themselves are sick.

However, such a small amount of guilt was not enough to make him give up the only pleasure. For the sake of sharing the same room, he decided not to remind the cold-faced man that he was sick, and to recognize the reality, a difficult task that requires wisdom. It's better to give it to him.

Besides, the cold-faced man is indeed cuter when he is sick, like a puppy who can't eat meat and bones, his eyes are sad, desolate, unwilling to accept the reality...but he still keeps his short legs and refuses to give up.

On the third day of waking up,

The sunlight shining on the window sill is particularly bright, and there seems to be a scent of gardenias in the air. Unfortunately, he was tied up by the cold-faced man and trapped on the window sill, just because he poured out the medicine secretly. He secretly ate a lot of iced lychees, and didn't leave half of them for the cold-faced man. He hiccupped and could smell the sweetness in his mouth from afar.

When being tied up, Zhu Hen drooped his head, looking pitiful, but in fact it was to cover up his sniggering.

No one knew that he didn't finish eating the lychees, he only ate a pot.What was left, what he couldn't eat, he buried deeply in the soil, but after thinking about it, he felt that doing so was too obvious, so he ate all the ice cubes for freezing...

After gnawing on the ice cubes, Zhu Hen was dizzy. He didn't know when the cold-faced man would leave. He just remembered that the sweetness in his mouth was bitter again because of the appearance of the cold-faced man. It seemed that the corners of his mouth still hurt a little. , must have been bitten viciously by the cold-faced man.

This mad dog! ! !Fortunately, he wisely didn't have a single lychee left for him!

After sitting for a long time, his buttocks seemed to be numb again, Zhu Hen twisted his waist slightly, and looked at the noisy and happy kingfisher with drooping eyelids.

A bamboo cage hung on the edge of the window sill contained two kingfishers with plump feathers dripping green, jumping up and down, tilting their heads from time to time and singing crisply at Zhu Hen.

Zhu Hen frowned and looked at Kingfisher's eager black eyes, but he didn't want to clamp the twisted egg yolk balls into the cage, and he hummed in his mouth. Kingfisher in a cage.Therefore, no matter how noisy the kingfishers are and how they please them, he just refuses to feed them.

Just when the pair of crispy bird chops were holding the cage and staring pitifully at the egg yolk balls in Zhu Hen's hand, a loud noise made Zhu Hen shake his hand, and the bird food cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound and shattered into two halves. And the kingfisher was also fluttering around in the cage in fright.

Zhu Hen was not in a hurry to see who broke the door and came in, but looked at the yellow jade cup that he used as a bird food box with pity.

Originally, it was a hollow tumbler that could be unscrewed in the middle.Seeing that it was small and moist, Zhu Hen was annoyed that it would never fall over, so he unscrewed it and split it into two halves, one half was used to hold bird food, and the other half was used to hold clean water.

Unexpectedly, half of it was broken like this, and the other half would probably be very lonely. He sighed and raised his head, but was completely attracted by a hand pointing at his nose.

He didn't know how to describe this woman's hand, and all the beautiful words would be vulgar if used to praise, so he just stared at those hands so stupidly, completely ignoring the other's angry and sharp scolding.

When he came back to his senses, the cold-faced man who had rushed over had carried her away from the woman, and was vaguely confronting the mistress with both hands.

Zhu Hen twisted his body impatiently, but the cold-faced man not only did not untie the rope that bound him as he thought, but also asked the angry woman to leave here with a serious face.

He felt very dissatisfied, very dissatisfied, and twisted his body again.

Facts have proved that he and the cold-faced man will never have a tacit understanding. No matter how luxurious the cold-faced man wears and how many dragons are covered on his body, they can't make up for the lack of a pig's brain.

No, the cold-faced man actually groped his body up and down in front of the beautiful woman, and even rubbed the soft flesh on his stomach.Can this part of the stomach be rubbed?At first glance, it looks like a sex/passion/crazy!

Zhu Hen, who was extremely ashamed for the cold-faced man, buried his face in the cold-faced man's chest with great difficulty, and bit down viciously through the golden dragon pattern. He didn't let go for a long time, although the bite was painful, Very uncomfortable.

For the sake of teaching the cold-faced man a lesson, Zhu Hen decided to aggrieve his picky mouth a little bit, and would have to use a whole jar of sweet and sour plums to make up for it later.

Thinking of plums, he opened his mouth slightly, and the saliva was unconsciously secreted quickly, dyeing the cold-faced man's chest a little moist.He blinked, rubbed his face against the wet patch, wanted to destroy the corpse, and stared impatiently at the cold-faced man who was the culprit and made him lose face again.

Sure enough, there was no tacit understanding, and the cold-faced man laughed happily, and there was no cure for his stupidity.But beauty, why are you crying?You cried so sadly, who bullied you?What do you feel dissatisfied with?Speak out boldly, and I will make the decision for you!

Zhu Hen opened his mouth, only to realize that he hadn't spoken for so long that he couldn't make a sound. In panic, he scratched the cold-faced man's thigh with his fingers, more and more vigorously.

But he was surprised to see the cold-faced man with ruddy eyes panting in a low voice, that voice was very seductive.But except for the eyeballs, Zhu Hen can pick with his fingers. Biting people didn't work before, so he all counted on his movable fingers.Avert your eyes, continue to pick, and pick quickly.

"Gu said, get out! Get out of here!"

Zhu Hen was frightened by the cold-faced man's loud voice, and immediately froze his fingers, not daring to move any more. I really can't blame him for being strong but for being too sick.

In the end, he looked sadly at the beautiful woman covered in tears, and was carried into the inner room. In fact, he also wanted to cry.The cold-faced man had red lips and moist eyebrows, like a monster who wanted to eat people, really scary.

Is it time to eat or transform?Those rolling throat balls, and the always clear eyes all turned into seductive spring waves.

Zhu Hen, who was gently put on the bed, saw the cold-faced man approaching while taking off his coat, and burst into tears, moaning.Frightened, he even opened his mouth to speak.

"The bird food bowl is broken, and the pair of birds are probably starving to death. I think that although they are small in size, they are still fleshy. Maybe they will be delicious."

"I know, it's okay."

The corner of Zhu Hen's mouth got wet, and it turned out that the cold-faced man bit him, and he kept licking and licking.

He suddenly turned pale with fright, and shouted, "Don't eat me, I don't taste good!"

"Well, listen to you."

As he spoke, his stomach was touched a few more times.

Zhu Hen looked at his belly sadly, closed his eyes and vigorously rubbed his belly against the cold-faced man's hand, sticking it even tighter.

However, this action seems to be very effective. The cold-faced man quickly shifted his attention from his mouth, neck, and stomach. He carefully lifted the hem of his clothes, nimbly drilled in, and slowly attached it, focusing on it. stroking his stomach.

The cold-faced man's big hands were a bit rough, but warm and strong, and turned around on his stomach in circles. Soon Zhu Hen stopped crying, and became more and more sleepy in a daze. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shaodong's eyes softened, he leaned over and kissed Zhu Hen's mouth, then he slowly untied the ribbons that bound his hands and feet, seeing that the tied places were a little red, he took the ointment and applied it carefully.

It took a long time before she retracted the fingers that were rubbing Zhu Hen's hands and feet, and finally stuffed a soft pillow into his arms, seeing him quickly wrapped around the soft pillow, she got up and put down the curtain, and walked to the outer room.

Sure enough, Zhu Qing was still standing there, with haughty eyes, and looked over without showing any weakness, and she couldn't tell at all that she had shed tears just now.

Shaodong withdrew his eyes, sat down unhurriedly with his robe lifted, completely lost the restlessness like peach blossoms blooming before.He didn't even look at Zhu Qing, but just stared at the finger that Zhu Hen had just bitten on his mouth, completely trying to see the posture of a flower.