Xie Yu opened his eyes slightly, and smiled again, "Okay."

He took off his shoes and got into Shen Ying's quilt, wrapping his arms around his somewhat cold body, "Aren't you really hungry? You've been lying down all day."

Xie Yu's hair touched Shen Ying's chin, and he turned his head with some discomfort, "Yeah."

He obviously didn't eat much before he passed out, but for some reason, he was not hungry at all.

Shen Ying doesn't want to eat anything now, he just wants to hug this person and have a good sleep.

The breath on Xie Yu's body is different from the past. In the past, his body was full of the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, but today...

There was a faint smell of blood on him.

"Is it still uncomfortable? Are you a little sleepy?" Xie Yu asked with a frown.

When people are sick and tired, they seem to be sleepy.

The bloody smell on Xie Yu's body rushed straight to his nose. Shen Ying didn't like this smell. He frowned slightly, but he was still reluctant to let go of this warm body.

"Hmm." Shen Ying buried his head slightly in the crescent of his neck, and fell asleep with deep breathing.

When Shen Ying woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Xie Yu woke up a long time ago, but he didn't get up, but gently outlined his eyebrows with his warm fingertips.

He moved lightly, a little itchy.

Shen Ying slowly opened his eyes, facing Xie Yu's slightly bent eyes.

"Are you awake?" Xie Yu withdrew his hand and slightly hooked his lips, "Are you hungry? You slept for a long time."

"Hmm." Shen Ying's nasal voice was heavy, he covered Xie Yu's hand with his fingers, interlocked his fingers, then bowed his head and kissed his lips, "Very hungry."

Xie Yu felt that he was not kissing, but biting.

Oh shit.

Finally, Shen Ying stopped.

Xie Yu took a big breath of fresh air, and was about to get up when he lifted the quilt, but Shen Ying pulled him directly, and then hugged him in his arms.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to eat." Xie Yu turned his back to him and said softly.

Does he want to starve himself to death?

Xie Yu felt that he was hungry.

Before he sat here watching him yesterday, he obviously ate something.

"Thank you, sir." Shen Ying's breath landed on the back of Xie Yu's neck, he looked down at his fair neck, couldn't help but lowered his head and touched it lightly, "You haven't been in the palace for a long time."

Xie Yu's neck felt cold, and he almost pushed him away and jumped up.

It's so cold, is this the temperature a human should have?

Another kiss was placed on the back of his neck with icy lips, it was cold.

Xie Yu shivered.

Before he could say anything, Shen Ying hugged him and said in a muffled voice, "Are you angry?"

Xie Yu frowned, "Why are you angry?"

He was really angry, and he couldn't feel anything when he was cool, but the pain was really strong when he was awake.

Everyone is angry.

Shen Ying rubbed against him, perhaps because weak people are especially vulnerable, his voice was still muffled, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Xie Yu was puzzled for a moment, Shen Ying's favorability towards him seemed to be just over [-], why did he say that he had [-] or [-] favorability towards him, both aggrieved and affectionate.

"Master Xie." Shen Ying wrapped his cold fingers around his waist, and there was a trace of grievance in his voice, "You won't want me, will you?"

He made Xie Yu feel a little subtle, he lowered his head and pushed his hand away, "Yes, I won't want you."

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