[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Fu Xihan hesitated: "Subordinate..."

Ji Yue said angrily: "Fu Xihan!"

Mo Yihuan secretly thought it was bad.With Fu Xihan's stubborn temper, if he offends the tyrant again, it is estimated that the two of them will join hands in staying in the luxury suite of the prison.His mind was spinning fast... No, he can't be implicated together!

Just when the atmosphere was deadlocked, a voice broke the deadlock: "Guard Fu, I will trouble you!"

Ji Yue and Fu Xihan looked at Mo Yihuan together.Mo Yihuan gritted his teeth, resisted the pain in his buttocks, and got up from the bed with both hands and feet: "Your Majesty wants to beat the concubine, even if he dies, he will be next to him! Let's go, Guard Fu, please don't ruthlessly trample... "

As he spoke, with a heroic and heroic expression on his face, he limped towards the door with an attitude that no one could stop him.When he walked to the door, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

...Of course it is to pretend to be dizzy.

Fu Xihan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Yihuan's waist: "Mr. Mo!"

The wound on Mo Yihuan's waist was pressed, and the pain made him feel "wheezing" in his heart.

"Your Majesty," Fu Xihan looked back at Ji Yue, only to find that the latter was staring at him sullenly. He quickly took his hands away from Mo Yihuan's waist, and instead supported his shoulders.Nervously explained: "Subordinate, this subordinate is just afraid that Mr. Mo will fall..."

Ji Yue stretched out his hand: "Give him to me."

Fu Xihan carefully handed the boy into Ji Yue's arms: "Your Majesty, do you want to call the imperial physician?"

Ji Yue stared at the young man lying limp in his arms for a while, then slowly said: "No need, you go out first."

"...Yes!" Fu Xihan glanced at Mo Yihuan worriedly, pursed his lips, turned and left.

After Fu Xihan left, Mo Yihuan was held tightly in Ji Yue's arms, but somehow he felt a chill all over his body.And the words that made him feel even more chilled to the bottom of his heart sounded faintly: "Get up, I know you're pretending."

Mo Yihuan: "..."

How... how did he know?Is he just trying to provoke the law?Mo Yihuan comforted himself.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a small pinch on his waist.

"If you don't get up again, I want you now!"

Mo Yihuan: "?!"

Before he had time to panic, his body suddenly flew into the air, and he was picked up horizontally and placed on the bed.

Mo Yihuan's muscles tensed up, and he closed his eyes tightly, feeling the breath of the man above his head slowly approaching.The hot breath from the man's nostrils fell on his face, carrying a faint aroma of red sandalwood, which made Mo Yihuan's face faintly hot.

... Ji Yue probably wants to kiss him, right?

This is his first kiss!

Mo Yihuan's heart was about to jump out of his chest, he told himself desperately, hold back, his life is almost gone, what's the first kiss or not, life is important!

Even though he thought so, Mo Yihuan still couldn't suppress the rush of adrenaline, his heart was still beating wildly, and even his breathing became short of breath.

Looking at the young man with flushed cheeks and disordered breathing, Ji Yue couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.In fact, he just said that he wanted to beat Mo Yihuan, but he just hated him for lying to himself in a moment of anger, and he regretted it as soon as he said it, but there was no joke, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue talking.Now that the little guy was acting in such a play with himself, he just let him continue acting.

He straightened up slowly, but his playful eyes were still fixed on the young man.

The man's oppressive breath finally withdrew.Mo Yihuan let out a long breath.There was no movement above his head for a long time, and he became a little nervous again, so he opened his eyes secretly and looked at Ji Yue.

It doesn't matter... He saw that the man beside the bed had untied the jade belt around his waist, put it aside, and was unbuttoning the brocade robe.