sir he is sweet

In the quiet and beautiful atmosphere, Murong Sheng had no choice but to end this long kiss.

The reason is very simple, Qi Zhao almost fainted.

He obviously couldn't breathe, and he had never been kissed so abruptly before. There were two clusters of crimson on his cheeks, his lips were slightly swollen, and there was a rare look of stupefaction on his delicate face.

Mr. Shengjia's long-term companion, Qi Zhao who disturbed the situation, was actually in such a situation, his hands and feet became weak after being kissed, his whole body slid down, and he couldn't sit still.

Suddenly, fresh air poured into his nostrils, and he took a big gulp of air just now, and coughed uncontrollably.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Murong Sheng half-encircled his thin body, kowtowed on his back carefully, and said with distress and pity: "Sir, you should know my heart."

Another long silence.

The man's cough stopped, his pale face gradually turned around, his eyebrows looked like distant mountains, his temples were cut like knives, his tall nasal bone protruded in a beautiful arc, in terms of appearance alone, he was truly amazing.

"Your Highness."

Murong Sheng's tense face was reflected in the dark pupils, Qi Zhao seemed to be unable to bear it, his long eyelashes rolled down, and finally he explained: "I don't know how long I can live, Your Highness is precious, and belongs to the family of ten thousand generations, so there is no need to worry about it." Put it all on me."

Um?This again?He didn't want to hear any more.

Murong Sheng glared at him angrily, he was very dissatisfied with what he heard again, he took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and followed the other person's words.

"But now we are still tied to the same boat. Sir, I know my heart. The country and wealth are nothing to me. If my wish fails, I'm afraid... even I don't know what I will do."

This is a threat.

Immediately afterwards, he held Qi Zhao's hand, and his words were precise, and each word fell with a clear and clear voice, "What's more, if you live for a day, I will admire Mr. for a day, and if you live for a season, I will admire Mr. Yiji, this heart is clear, you can learn from the sun and the moon, and you will never violate it."

Qi Zhao didn't move, didn't speak, just stared at the child, his heart was slowly entangled with a strong enthusiasm.

It's been too many years, he hasn't felt like this for too many years.

Ever since he was hugged by that little child and his chubby little hand was pressed against his cheek, Qi Zhao suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in this world that he could miss.

But then, he sent the child away with his own hands, and sent it away from the capital, and sent it to Lishan.

In the past ten years, he would often gallop hundreds of miles on his royal horse to see him, watching him secretly, watching him grow up little by little, his brows and eyes opened, and he became handsome, bright and graceful.

Qi Zhao knew very well that from the beginning to the end, that child would not belong to him.

He has nothing for a long time, and the only thing he can give in return is this heart.

But this is of no use to Murong Sheng.

"Your Highness..."

He sighed lowly, under the eager gaze of the young prince, the words of refusal lingered on the tip of his tongue several times, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

That's all... In the southern border, thousands of miles away from the capital, his fate is at an end, so why not...give yourself a little indulgence.

Maybe, you can never go back?

The man raised his head, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Even if he could go back, he would use the little time he had left to pave a way for the child.

A road that can keep the child safe at every step is also a road that...is enough to separate the two of them.

"Your Highness..."

He called Murong Sheng repeatedly, and seeing the child's expression gradually turned into doubt and confusion, he stretched out his long arms and took him into his arms.

"For the last time... Cough, our relationship should not be rumored. If I am destined to return to the capital, until the world is settled and you seize the throne, we... can only be the same as before."

This is an agreement and a promise.

Murong Sheng was hugged, and when he heard the voice above his head, he was a little dazed.

This... is this agreed?

Murong Sheng was overjoyed immediately, he knew it!I knew that my husband must also admire him!

"gentlemen!"

Knowing his mind, this is enough for Murong Sheng.

The rest of the--

Neither matter.

"I knew, I'm so handsome and handsome, Mr. must also admire me!"

He hugged Qi Zhao's waist, raised his head, proudly like a peacock with its tail open, Qi Zhao was slightly taken aback.

Is this the truth?

Qi Zhao squinted his eyes, his eyes were full of smiles, but his face was as calm as possible, as if he was lost in memory, "Compared to now, I still think His Highness was cuter when he was young, round and fat, like A snow dumpling."

Murong Sheng was dumbfounded.

When he was young... when he was young?

I go!Why is Qi Zhao so good in his memory for no reason?

Murong Sheng was naughty when he was young, and relying on his aunt being the queen, she was much favored, so she walked sideways in the harem.

He is delicious, and he is not picky at all. The prince next to him still needs to catch up with the age of feeding, so he will count the hours and ask the mother for food, so the whole person eats plumply, which is quite a bit in the palace. feature.

The situation of meeting Qi Zhao for the first time is not very clear, and Murong Sheng is not inquisitive, so naturally he does not know that he is already at the age of the milky Xue Tuanzi, and he has been properly placed in his heart by that person.

"gentlemen!"

Murong Sheng gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, "What kind of snow dumpling... I was so fat back then, how can I look better than now!"

What responded to him was the man's deep laughter.

In the midst of this laughter, he stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Qi Zhao's waist, leaning his whole body against his shoulders, and leaning his whole body on the side of his neck.

Everything was like a dream, and this person... also liked him.

Years of longing but nothing turned into a dream come true, the joy rippling in my heart can't be described in words at all, Murong Sheng rubbed back and forth in Qi Zhao's arms, his mouth almost grinning behind his ears.

"gentlemen--"

"Ok?"

He raised his head abruptly, his eyes were bright, "Is the chicken soup delicious?"

Qi Zhao was silent, and only then remembered the kiss that almost made him faint.

Hmm...chicken soup?Didn't taste it.

He turned his head and looked at the bowl of soup that had been abandoned and completely cold.

Murong Sheng turned his head and smiled with his neck held high, "Forget it if you can't remember, do you want to try again? But remember to take a breath, don't be stunned by me."

Qi Zhao was stunned, and laughed when he heard this.

Don't be stunned by him?This kid really dared to say it.

"Then... change me this time, try again?"

Qi Zhao approached slowly, pinching Murong Sheng's chin with cold fingers, their eyes met, the two of them almost reached the distance where the tips of their noses touched, only to hear him laugh deeply, and said: "Close your eyes."

He kissed it without hesitation.

It seems that it is still uncertain who is being stunned by whom——