What should I do if I see the male protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

Shen Hui's face was smelled of alcohol, and the sip of wine that Yin Shengle brought over just now kept rolling in his stomach, and even his head began to faint.

He finally tore Yin Shengle away from him, but he was still grabbed by this man arrogantly: "Ahui, Ahui, can you call me by my name again?"

"Your Highness shouldn't indulge in trivial matters of love..." His heart was beating violently like a sea breeze blowing against rocks at the bottom of a cliff, vibrating his chest ribs one after another.

Yin Shengle's hand on his waist gradually tightened, he stared at the familiar face in his arms, pushed Shen Hui back, and pressed Shen Hui against the Duobao Pavilion close to the wall: "But I don't think, love Your heart is such an insignificant matter."

From the handsome young man who had to be looked up at by himself in the beginning, to the gentle young man who can be wrapped in his arms now, the butterfly in Yin Shengle's heart flew more happily. He leaned over and touched it lightly with the tip of his nose. Shen Hui's: "A Hui, I've grown up."

In another year or two, I will grow up to the age of an adult in the future.

But in this world, I am now an adult.

"I'm taller than you." Yin Shengle never concealed his longing in his eyes, "Many people had children when I was my age."

"I can't have children." Shen Hui was filled with inexplicable anger, turned his head away, and replied to Yin Shengle not so calmly.

Yin Shengle lowered his head and rubbed against his neck: "I know."

"...Your Highness should keep your own blood, this is the safest way." Shen Hui was in a panic, he knew that his heart was beating so fast, and Yin Shengle must have noticed it—— That's why he pressed so hard.

"A Hui has me in his heart, right?" Yin Shengle's voice was muffled, and his hands were always firmly holding Shen Hui's waist. Under the encouragement of alcohol and drugs, he didn't want Shen Hui to be fooled again. Opportunity.

"I have you in my heart, so I don't look at others. No matter if it's a man or a woman, they can't shake my mind." Yin Shengle gently kissed Shen Hui's side cheek, feeling his trembling and panic, "How do you Can you make me betray my sincerity?"

He stood up straight, let go of Shen Hui's waist, and held his face instead: "I like you, love you, but this is also a knife to me, and the handle of the knife is in your hand. Feel free to use it to hurt me..."

"You're drunk." Shen Hui grabbed Yin Shengle's wrist.

"I haven't." Yin Shengle denied it decisively, "You know I love you, but you still ask me to get close to others. If it's not hurting me, what is it?"

He was very wronged, and then went to look for Shen Hui's lips as he spoke.

Shen Hui didn't dodge this time, but let Yin Shengle put a light kiss on his lips, and only said after he left, "It's my fault."

He thought he was older, but he didn't do the right thing at the right age. He didn't get married and have children like everyone else. Instead, he was greedy for the sense of security that the Seventh Prince gave him, and let him get close to him, but in the end he became Be like this.

"You should look for a woman of just the right age. After you know the tenderness of your daughter, you will no longer think it is a good thing to entangle with a man."

"It was my fault."

Shen Hui said repeatedly.

Yin Shengle stared into his eyes: "You are not wrong, you are the one I want to like, what could be wrong with you?"

"You are well-born, educated, and have a gentle temper. You don't know, those little maids often blush at you secretly behind your back."

What Yin Shengle enjoys the most is Shen Hui's company.

He thinks that the two were friends once, and they grew up together, so they can be regarded as bamboo horses and bamboo horses, and when he first came to this world, his mind was full of messy memories, facing the parents and relatives of this body, more All the time, I was worried about whether my identity would be discovered by them, and I would be set on fire and burned... At that time, the only thing that could dispel Yin Shengle's confusion was to hold Shen Le firmly. This is the "original male protagonist".

This is the only "known" among all his "unknowns".

With such a close past, Yin Shengle never felt that it was unreasonable and strange for him to like Shen Hui.

"You are a very good person, worthy of everyone's love, although I don't know exactly what I like about you." Yin Shengle shrugged, "Maybe if you love someone, you don't need to find value from him Something that is not worthy of my love."

His tone was earnest, without any haze in his eyes, his pupils were obviously pitch black and couldn't shine into the light, but they still shone brightly: "A Hui, do you have me in your heart?"

He was originally a boy who had just tasted love, and he was eager to seek approval and an answer from his lover.

As for Shen Hui, he felt that he was being choked by a pair of invisible hands.

His throat was extremely dry, and any thought of making a sound would turn into a knife in his throat, cutting off the sticky pieces of meat, so that he felt that every word he said They all carried an ominous smell of blood: "In my heart, His Highness is more important than my own life."

Shen Hui instinctively avoided the emotion that was beating his chest. He saw the young man who already looked like a man drooping his brows in a high-spirited way, and there were obvious marks of teeth gnashing on his cheeks. Yin Shengle was not satisfied with this The answer, but he could also sense that if he continued to force him, he might push Shen Hui further away.

He let go of Shen Hui silently.

Air pressure becomes extremely low.

The shop waiter who came to deliver the food was taken aback by Yin Shengle's black face blocking the door, he served his food with trepidation, hurriedly asked the two guests to use it slowly, and then fled in a hurry without waiting for a moment.

A table of delicacies is still steaming.

Shen Hui sat at the table, not in the mood to look. He stared at Yin Shengle, who suddenly became quiet across the way. He was unhappy, but Shen Hui saw more, which was his sadness and grievance.

"...Your Highness."

Yin Shengle twisted his head violently.

Shen Hui sighed: "Brother Le."

Yin Shengle finally complied with his call, and turned to look at him, his eyes still aggrieved.

Shen Hui's heart beat twice, he clenched his fists, inserted his nails into the soft flesh of his palm, pushed himself to stand up with the pain, walked to Yin Shengle, sat on the other side of the bench, and gently held the Yin Shengle pulled it up.

Yin Shengle sat upright following Shen Hui's strength: "I'm not happy."

He stared at Shen Hui closely - he knew that Shen Hui couldn't be cruel to watch him continue to lose. In these years, compared with the emperor who was entangled in his heart, compared with his ambitious brother, Shen Huicai seemed more caring for him Same as father and brother.

It is precisely because he knows that the little hero will be soft-hearted towards him, that's why Yin Shengle is like this, trying again and again to pull Shen Hui together, breaking the routine of this world, and pulling him into himself completely. world to come.

"Then two people will play and sing?" Shen Hui suggested.

Yin Shengle was even more dissatisfied: "You clearly know... You clearly know my intentions, but you still try to perfuse me in different ways."

The smile on Shen Hui's face became stiff, he was silent for a moment, then let go of the tight shoulders: "If your Highness wants, you can take it from me at any time."

"Your Highness doesn't want to." Yin Shengle messed up.

Seeing that he was about to shrink himself into an embarrassing ball again, Shen Hui grabbed Yin Shengle's arm: "I thought about it, okay?"

It is rare for him to look so out of control like today. Yin Shengle smacked his mouth, probably because the tea and wine he just drank had begun to take effect. He smacked his own mouth twice, obviously wondering why he suddenly said such a careless sentence.

"There seems to be something in this drink." Yin Shengle said, diverting Shen Hui's attention.

"So, whatever you want to do, whatever you do, it's all about the alcohol."

If you really don't have any shadow of me in your heart, how can you pamper me so much, get close to you, kiss, and rub your ears together?

If you can even accept a kiss from a man who has no love at all, then why can't you follow the trend of the world and marry a wife who has no feelings?

The hero in the original work never accepted anyone as his partner until his death.

And after so many years of heart-to-heart and understanding, Yin Shengle was even more certain that Shen Hui had a paranoid obsession with relationships, perhaps because of the influence of his mother's tragedy, that's why he refused to respond to anyone's advances, even Extremely repulsive, disgusting.

But the more this is the case, the more Yin Shengle can see his own uniqueness—maybe it's a bit narcissistic to say so, but who told me to be thick-skinned?

"It's the first time I like someone. Many times, I don't know what to do, but Ahui, why can't I do it according to my own heart? There is only you and me here, no one else, forget you for a while My identity, obey your heart, okay?"

Shen Hui's mind became increasingly dizzy.

"You have more and more truths now." Suddenly, a burst of bitter sadness welled up, and Shen Hui shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know what I want to do."

They should be monarchs and ministers, not lovers.

Shen Hui's mother's family was poor, and her status was not equal to that of her father, so even if she was treated so cruelly, no one would pity her.

And what I have to face now is the distance between my subjects and the king.

"You can start by calling me by my name." Yin Shengle hugged him nonchalantly, coaxing him.

But Shen Hui still closed his lips tightly, the blush on his cheeks became more and more obvious, his eyes were also clouded, and he didn't even notice that Yin Shengle's hands were around his waist again, or he noticed, But unwilling to push it away again.

Apart from breathing, there is no other sound in the private room.

The north wind howled against the closed windows.

Shen Hui grabbed the man's hand from his waist, stood up, walked to the window in a few steps, pulled the latch, opened the window under Yin Shengle's puzzled eyes, and let the cold wind beat on him.

The heat on his face suddenly dropped, and Yin Shengle stood up with frowned eyebrows. Before he could speak, Shen Hui turned around abruptly again.

His thin body was wrapped in cold air, and his frail shoulders shivered from the cold.

Shen Hui took a deep breath, strode back to Yin Shengle, raised his hand to grab Yin Shengle's front, and kissed her aggressively.

The wind-blown hair was scattered on the tips of his still bright red ears. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes. Yin Shengle couldn't tell whether the eyes of the person in his arms were still clear. He just put his arms around Shen Hui and silently turned the two of them in the same direction.

Facing the bitter cold wind, their embrace became more and more warm.

The author has something to say:

One kiss per person is fair.

It's time to kiss...

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