Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Tang Yu rubbed against him.

Xie Xiahan's mouth was stiff: "No."

Oh, the goddamn straight guy, I like it.

Tang Yu leaned over, quickly rubbed his face, and then got up by herself, without giving Xie Xiahan a chance to push him away.

Xie Xiahan stayed for a while.

"Eh, this..."

Helplessly looking at Xie Xiahan, Tang Yu bit her inner lip and said, "I won't."

It was only then that Xie Xiahan came back to his senses from the contemplation just now.Looking at Tang Yu, Xie Xiahan looked away from him for only a second, and asked, "Can't dress?"

The man looks like that, obviously he doesn't believe it.

Tang Yu tugged at the clothes: "I really don't know how to do this, the clothes are too cumbersome."

Xie Xiahan whispered, as if speaking to himself: "Then, how did you take off last night..."

Tang Yu heard it and snickered.

This, then he is too good at it.

Standing up, Xie Xiahan came to Tang Yu, slid his fingertips over his waist, ran through his hair, and slowly adjusted his clothes.

"Your heart beats so fast, Xie Xiahan, do you have a crush on me?" Tang Yu is not good at teasing people with love words, but he always has a lot of weird words to the male lead, and he wants to only treat him alone explain.

Xie Xiahan continued to dress him properly, and turned back to the Crown Prince, "Your Highness, if your heart doesn't beat, that's a dead person."

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"It's not romantic." Tang Yu pushed his hand away and rolled his eyes.

"It hasn't been tied yet." Xie Xiahan took big strides and reached Tang Yu so easily.

Tang Yu lowered her eyes and saw with her own eyes that this unromantic man tied him a bow, which was still tied in the same way as the belt around his waist.

Xie Xiahan's drooping eyes were very serious, his eyelashes were distinct, and he trembled slightly because of his actions.

Tang Yu suddenly wanted to tease him, "Xie Xiahan, do you know what the consequences will be if you sleep beside the prince?"

"I don't know."

Xie Xiahan raised his eyes, those eyes were deep, "His Royal Highness came here by himself, as a subordinate, I cannot disobey any orders of His Royal Highness."

"You can't disobey any of my orders?" Tang Yu repeated Xie Xiahan's words, and then smiled leisurely.In other words, "How can I treat you okay?"

"It's not like that..." Xie Xiahan obviously thought of something, his earlobe was obviously red.

It is very difficult to hear Xie Xiahan say love from him.But his reaction didn't look like he didn't have any feelings for himself.

Tang Yu bent down and looked up at him, with emotions that she couldn't control in her eyes.

Then she fell deeply into his arms, and said softly: "Xie Xiahan, I like you."

The man paused.

"Your Highness, see you, the Sixteenth Prince." An announcement broke the lingering atmosphere between the two.

Tang Yu couldn't wait for Xie Xiahan's answer, and there was already a slight knock at the door.

Immediately, the Sixteenth Prince, Tang Li ignored the obstruction of his servants, and pushed open the door.

"This is?" Tang Li looked at the handsome man beside his nephew, puzzled.

"This subordinate is the bodyguard of His Highness the Crown Prince." Xie Xiahan saluted.

Tang Li nodded, and then felt that something was wrong, "The guard is so early in the morning, why are you in the same room?"

"And..." Tang Li was very puzzled.

Looking at the house, he said: "This is obviously not the house of my nephew, it's dilapidated."

If he hadn't followed this servant, he still didn't know that the majestic crown prince of the Tang Dynasty would be here in the morning.

"This is the subordinate's room. His Highness the Crown Prince has something to ask the subordinate." Xie Xiahan replied.

Tang Li was even more strange, "As the crown prince, if you need to find a servant for something, why do you need to come here in person?"

"You guard, you have a big shelf."

"Okay, my family matters are at the door of your Sixteenth Prince's house, right?"

Tang Yu knew Tang Li's temperament. This uncle was only seventeen, a year younger than him, but he liked to make trouble.