Your Majesty, You Can't

Zhao Yin buried his head and sucked the collarbone of the beautiful prime minister who had just bathed, "You are the most fragrant."

He Lanzhi blushed before he had time to say anything else, all the words were blocked back into his throat by Zhao Yin's kiss again.Afterwards, even Zhao Yin kissed all the way, and took off his clothes conveniently, sharing this beautiful moment with him.

Although in many matters, the young emperor who ascended the throne very early...will show amazing maturity through his various behaviors, but in fact, he is only a young boy.

A young boy who has feelings of love for the first time.

In the process of doing that, Zhao Yin, who has read many books, did the preparatory work very well. Apart from making He Lanzhi feel a little pain at the moment he entered He Lan's body, the rest was only the two of them who were honest with each other. The pleasure and love between.

He Lanzhi could feel the burning love from the young emperor. He also liked the handsome young man in front of him, so he willingly endured the pain and chose to accept Zhao Yin with his body and mind.

The beautiful prime minister with disheveled black hair lay on the bed with eyes closed, quietly waiting for the young emperor's next move, but unexpectedly, before those moves, a sudden drop of warm liquid wet his lips.

He Lanzhi opened his black eyes and looked at Zhao Yin, and what he saw was Zhao Yin hurriedly wiping the tears that kept oozing out of his eyes with the back of his hand, as if he was not the one who felt the pain now.

"What's the matter...Xiao Yin..." He Lanzhi raised his hand to caress Zhao Yin's face, and gently wiped away the tears that kept pouring out for him, "Why are you crying all of a sudden at this juncture?"

"Zhen...not...I...I'm so happy." Zhao Yin wiped his tears and said incoherently, "Azhi...is my favorite Azhi, he finally accepted me...he likes me too, he is willing Accepting me, I am so happy...I cried for some reason, but I am so happy...Azhi, I like you..."

"I know." He Lanzhi replied softly.

"I like He Lanzhi, more than anyone else in the world." Zhao Yin held He Lanzhi's fingers caressing his face, and slowly placed it on his chest, almost pleading while weeping Said, "Thank you, willing to come to my side. Don't leave me again, okay?"

He Lanzhi chuckled helplessly, leaned forward against Zhao Yin's chest and kissed away Zhao Yin's tears, then followed the other's tears all the way down, carefully licking Zhao Yin's thin lips with the tip of his tongue, tenderly He was grinding with Zhao Yin.

It seems that Zhao Yin likes him more than he imagined.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaoyin." He Lanzhi comforted, "You are such an old man, and you have experienced many storms, why are you crying like a child at this time? I won't leave Yes, as long as you don't drive me away, I won't leave no matter what."

"I won't do that, and I never intend to do that." Zhao Yin hugged He Lanzhi's slender waist, kissed back gently, and said, "I love you. I love you deeply."

Hearing Zhao Yin's affectionate confession, He Lanzhi's heart was very moved, and when he opened his mouth to express his feelings to Zhao Yin, unexpectedly, the thing behind him couldn't help but grow a little bigger at this moment.

"Hmm!" He Lanzhi blushed and couldn't help but angrily said, "I won't take you like this! What's wrong with you!"

"I can't control your feelings that I like, and the little Yin who waits on you has become like this." Zhao Yin whispered in He Lanzhi's ear, "I will love Xiangfu well."