[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

"do not move."

It was as if these two words came out of Ye Jing's mouth by magic, Nan Nian gave up struggling all of a sudden, and let Ye Jing's big hands be presumptuous on him.

There was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, which were rough and itchy when touched.

Ye Jing said that he would look for him in half a year, but why did he come to see him?

Are you really going to abduct him and make him a male favorite?

The scorching breath of the night scene sprayed on Nan Nian's neck, with a strong smell of alcohol, Nan Nian fell limply into his arms.

"Lele."

His voice came from his ears, low and hoarse, but with an indescribable charm.

But Ye Jing didn't call his name.

Who is Lele?

Who is Ye Jing holding him and shouting?

"Lele."

Shouting it once might be a slip of the tongue, but calling it twice, could it be that he is Lele's stand-in?

Nan Nian wanted to break Ye Jing's hand and break free from his embrace, but Ye Jing's embrace was like a huge cage made of copper and iron walls, no matter how hard he struggled, it would not have the slightest effect.

"Let me go." Nan Nian begged in despair.

But no matter how Nan Nian struggled and pleaded, Ye Jing turned a deaf ear to him, instead of letting go, he hugged him even tighter.

No wonder I always said I liked his looks before, it turned out that it was because he looked like his sweetheart.

No wonder I always looked at him before and fell into deep thought. I must be thinking about Lele while looking at him.

When she was pushed against the table and her clothes were half off, Nan Nian could clearly hear her own heartbroken voice.

It hurts so much, it turns out that falling in love with someone would be so sad, so humble.

So in Ye Jing's eyes, is he just a tool to vent his desire?

I feel like the dust on the ground, let him step on it repeatedly but can't resist.

"Yejing, don't." This was Nan Nian's last plea, but Yejing didn't respond, and just tore his clothes arbitrarily.

In the quiet night, the sound of cloth being torn was very clear.

It's just that it's not just the clothes that are torn, but also his body and the heart full of holes that was injured by the night scene.

The body seemed to be split in half by a sharp blade, and the severe pain surged, continuously and endlessly

Nan Nian felt like a flat boat on the vast sea, rickety, and he didn't know where he could dock.

But the night scene didn't give him a chance to continue thinking.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, his feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, and suddenly the whole world was pitch black. Did he fall into hell?

Early in the early summer, Qin Ruojing was woken up by the sunlight coming in from the bed.

I feel good all over, but my head hurts a bit.

I drank too much yesterday.

After the full moon banquet, he went to the restaurant he frequented for another drink.

He should have passed out in the restaurant drunk, but where is this?

The simple furnishings in the house are strange and familiar, but I can't remember them all at once.

"My lord, are you awake? The servant has made some porridge. Do you want to get up and have a drink?"

Qin Ruojing was a little depressed by the knocking and talking of servants outside the door.

The restaurant he obviously went to was not Xiaoge, where did the young master come from?

"Sir?"

The servant outside the door saw that there was no one answering, and the shouting also weakened, followed by a series of leaving footsteps.

Qin Ruojing looked around, suddenly a white light flashed in her mind.

Isn't this the former bedroom of the concubine?

Isn't this where Nan Nian lives now?

What about Nannian people?

Qin Ruojing carefully looked around the room again, looking for Nan Nian's shadow.

The disheveled man huddled in the corner is Nan

--Push it away.

Nan Nian vaguely saw the silhouette of the visitor by the moonlight.

Is it a night scene?

"Don't touch me." Nan Nian huddled in a corner of the bed defensively, refusing to look up at him.

Ye Jing thought that if he came in the middle of the night, this person must have fallen asleep, and he would be able to resist with a single fight.

Who would have thought that he was still awake at night?

"I drank too much last night, I won't do it anymore." After speaking, Ye Jing wanted to go to Bao Nannian and take him out of the palace for the doctor to see.

"Get lost." In a fit of anger, Nan Nian ignored Ye Jing's self-cultivation, and slapped Ye Jing's hand away, shrinking it even tighter.

If it wasn't for drinking too much, he wouldn't have come to him.

Anyone who came to him half a year later was lying to him.

"I'm worried about your injuries." Ye Jing blamed himself very much.

In his heart, Nan Nian is always different from others, and this person can always easily affect his mood.

After he went back later, he recalled what happened last night. He was indeed too rough with Nan Nian.

"Don't worry about it, get out, I'll treat it as if I was bitten by a dog." Nan Nian raised her head and said these words, then shrank back, hugging the quilt tightly.

However, Nan Nian's words completely angered Ye Jing. Ye Jing grabbed Nan Nian and held him in his arms, tore off his underwear, and bit him hard on the shoulder. .

Ye Jing pinched Nan Nian's chin and emphasized word by word: "This is called biting."

Nan Nian didn't realize it for a while, she just stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Ye Jing casually took a robe from the closet, wrapped it around Nan Nian, and left the palace with Nan Nian on his shoulders.

When Nan Nian thought about struggling, Ye Jing resisted him and jumped over the roofs and walls.

After not using his inner strength for so long, he almost forgot that he was also a good martial arts master.

Nan Nian used [-]% of her internal strength to break away from Ye Jing's hand, and even slapped him on the chest when he was stunned.

But after all, Nan Nian's body had just been severely injured, and his speed slowed down significantly after running far.

"Run! Why didn't you run?"

Ye Jing followed behind him unhurriedly, like a lazy cat watching a mouse dying.

Nan Nian's palm just now seemed to him to be tickling, and his chest just hurt a little before returning to normal.

Nan Nian regretted it very much. He should have tried his best just now to fight Ye Jing to the death.

He couldn't run at all right now, and he seemed to be able to see small stars beating frequently in front of his eyes, and the night scene gradually became blurred in his eyes, leaving only a rough outline.

There was a liquid slowly flowing out between the thighs, it was sticky, and exuded a faint smell of blood.

It hurts.

When Ye Jing noticed Nan Nian's abnormality, Nan Nian couldn't hold back and fell backwards.

Still worried after all, Ye Jingfei hugged Nan Nian in front of him.

Nan Nian's forehead touched his chin, and he could feel Nan Nian's heat which was different from ordinary people.

Nan Nian thought he was having a fever.