Gradually, Ming Ling closed his eyes, his expression relaxed, the effect of charm made him relax, he believed that he was just dreaming, and fell asleep for real.

It was only then that Ming Ye dared to let out a sigh of relief. While hugging the sleeping Ming Ling, he ordered without turning his head, "Ritter, tidy up, and then help me bring a piece of clothing to the bedroom."

Ritter hesitated for a moment, "Yes, master." Finally he agreed.A trace of bitterness rose up in my heart, but he forced it back.

Early the next morning, Mingling opened his eyes and found that he was lying in the Duke's bedroom, his body was hugged by those hands again, unable to move.He was trying not to disturb Ming Ye when he got up, but he heard a familiar laughter: "You want to get up by yourself again? I just had a nightmare last night and hugged me, and now I am so ruthless. My lord, you are so cold-blooded." ah."

Mingling blushed immediately, he remembered that he had indeed had a strange dream, and then it seemed that the Duke was hugging him and comforting him non-stop, persuading him not to think about it, rest at ease, saying that he was too tired.He also said that it was because he hadn't returned to the manor for a week, so he was worried, which led to such a messy dream.

In Ming Ye's deliberately distorted explanation, Ming Ling thought that he had worked too hard, but he couldn't help but want to refuse to believe that the longing for the Duke came from his heart, and he stubbornly believed that he was just respecting and admiring He lived in his house, so he missed the same-sex Lord Duke so much.

Mingling vaguely remembered that she hugged the Lord Duke and cried for a long time, and talked about a lot of childhood misfortunes before falling asleep on him in a daze.And at that time, His Excellency the Duke seemed to be undressed just like in the dream, probably because he heard his screams in the nightmare, rushed over from the bathroom, and hugged himself into his bedroom.

Ming Ling was still in a daze, but Ming Ye had already got up, propped his hands on the bed and looked at Ming Ling who was lying flat, taking in all the expressions on his face.Ming? Ye clearly noticed what Mingling was thinking, and a sense of relief came over him. He couldn't help but smile, "Mingling, what are you thinking with a blushing face? I don't mind knowing some stories about little boys. Don't worry about it anymore."

It was only then that Mingling discovered that Ming? Ye had seen all his emotions in his eyes at some point. He suddenly raised his head in panic and wanted to escape, but forgot that Ming? Ye was right in front of his eyes, so the two heads There was a bump, and Mingling was dizzy for a while, his head was buzzing, but he couldn't make a sound——Ming Ye seemed unable to suppress his inexplicable love for this boy, and took the opportunity of being bumped to kiss his lips .

Mingling's mind went blank. At this moment, all the bishops, beliefs, ledgers, housekeepers, servants, childhood, and confusions were all gone, leaving only the inexplicable nostalgia contained in this kiss.

Ming Ye carefully touched the corner of Mingling's lips, and found that he didn't seem to be resisting, so he gradually increased the pressure, and then licked Mingling's lips, for fear of alarming this easily blushing boy.

Feeling this strange feeling, Ming Ling felt an inexplicable urge to cry.He didn't know why, but he felt as if he had been waiting for a long time for this moment.I also feel as if the suffering I suffered in my childhood was all to keep myself alive until this time.

Mingling was addicted to it, closed her eyes involuntarily, let go of her tight lips, and let Mingye deepen the kiss with ecstasy, and Mingling had already forgotten where she was in a daze.

Outside the room, Ritter quietly held the clothes of the two of them, standing there as straight as a javelin.The slightly red face proved that he heard clearly, and there was a trace of firm blessing in the slightly sad eyes. "Master, in fact, you and Mingling should have been together. However, your ancient identities caused you to only pay attention to feelings, but never experienced anything other than fighting in the seven emotions and six desires. Now, if there is no such a magical For the stakes of the Demon Palace, I'm afraid they still respect each other like brothers."

Satan giggled, and God looked at him without showing any weakness: "Are you sure that Ming Ye is attracted to that young boy? He may not be sure, he is just curious. When Ming Ling realizes that things are not as good as he thought, If you discover Ming Ye's true identity, you will definitely not disregard my teaching rules, and will only cut off this relationship with your own hands."

Satan looked at God for a long time before sighing, "Honey, I don't know why you want them to be separated so much. But don't you think we are happy like this? Don't you want them to be happy?"

Even though he knew that God would not give him an answer, and would not allow those two people to be happy as they wished, Satan still chose to ignore the hatred and conspiracy in the eyes of God, and stubbornly believed that the Lord God of Light was just for fun, and at most he just blamed him God the Father made God incapable of taking the initiative to attack, and was unable to defeat Satan, a natural devil, every time.

After a long time, Ming Ye let go of Ming Ling's red and swollen lips and turned to his neck.He tried his best not to show his fangs, and tried to maintain a body temperature slightly higher than normal for humans, but he didn't want to use any means of confusion to lure this young man who was full of inexplicable familiarity and temptation to him.

Ming Ye murmured the name of the person under him, no longer commensurate with the title. He lowered his head and saw Ming Ling was still panting with his eyes closed, and couldn't help kissing the Adam's apple that kept sliding up and down.This sudden action forced Mingling to raise his head, but he could only groan and hum, unable to speak normally.But it also made Ming Ling wake up from the passion: "Well, no, don't!"

Ming Ling pushed away Ming Ye, who was immeasurably invested without taking any precautions, sat up with his face flushed and clutching his neck.

But when he found that Ming Ye was pushed to the ground by him, he jumped out of the bed "ah", "You, do you hurt from the fall? I didn't mean it." As if he had made a big mistake, he looked pitifully. With Ming? Ye.

Ming Ye had been sobered up by his push, and was about to coax him not to mind the ideas instilled under God's deliberate instigation, but who knew that the young man hadn't thought about these things, but was worried about whether he would feel pain from the fall.Ming? Ye felt a burst of excitement in his heart. He just felt that he was not so excited even when he got the blood of Cain's ancestor. Clean up and stay in the manor, and never let him go.

At this time, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the door, mixed with Ritter's unbearable howling of pain.Ming Ye was shocked and all desires disappeared, while comforting Ming Ling: "Stay in the room, I will go and have a look." While running outside, he turned back and shouted worriedly: "Don't go out!"

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