After teasing the magician, I ran away with my cub

The king has no face

A certain little prince who felt that he was dazed, closed his eyes and took a few breaths, then slowly opened his eyelids a little, and looked at Yun Jiangli secretly again.

My heart, which had just stopped for a moment, started beating wildly again.

Yan Muning: This thing doesn't seem to listen to him anymore.

The little prince angrily raised his hand and extinguished the candle, trying to use the darkness to cover up his panic.

Hey--

In the darkness, he stared and sighed.

What should I do, I look more like a scumbag like this.

Now it's not just a matter of eating, drinking, and sleeping in other people's beds, but now I actually want to kiss other people's families.

Since childhood, no one has ever been worried about anything, and now the whole little face of worry is wrinkled together.

The key is that when encountering such a worrying thing, there is no one around who can discuss it!You can't discuss it with the parties yourself.

The more a certain little prince thought about it, the more melancholy he became, and he was on the verge of pulling his hair out.

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The room was so quiet that only the sound of Yun Jiangli's long breathing could be heard.

Yan Muning pursed his dry lips annoyed, the bitterness of the soup that he just drank still remained in his mouth.

He turned his head and looked out of the window. It was supposed to be the time when he could see the light, but because of the continuous rain, the sky was still very dark.

I have something on my mind and can't sleep.

The little prince counted the sound of raindrops hitting the window edge in the dark, and he still didn't feel sleepy after counting for half an hour.

On the heart, it seemed that the plump white sparrow was squatting on it, a little heavy, but it was a little itchy by its soft and fluffy feathers.

Very strange feeling.

After counting another cup of tea, he finally gave up his plan to force himself to fall asleep.

Holding on to the couch, he got up with some difficulty, lit the candle that had been extinguished not long ago, wrapped his body in the fur, put his hands together, lay down on the desk and stared at Yun Jiangli quietly.

Perhaps rainy days are the most suitable for sleeping peacefully, and Yun Jiangli fell into a deep sleep, Yan Muning's gaze became even more unscrupulous.

The big beauty's sleeping face was tired, and even when she was asleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, she looked rather cold, and she looked very difficult to mess with.

Tch, the little prince curled his lips, obviously he is a very soft-hearted person.

Although the warm candlelight was reflected, the lip color was still lighter than usual. It must be a cold and rainy night. A beauty like this must be more delicate!

Looking down, I found that there seemed to be some small wounds on those well-articulated hands...

Yan Muning frowned, pushed the candlestick forward, stretched out his hand across the desk, gently pinched Yun Jiangli's wrist and turned it over for a closer look.

Sure enough, there were some fine scratches on both hands, and the right hand had a small scratch on the inner side near the wrist, exposing tender red flesh.

These are all new injuries.

The little prince's heart twitched slightly, it didn't hurt, but it was a little sore.

The wound on Yun Jiangli's hand should have been left when the sky was too dark and he was groping for herbs.

And that scrape, it looks like it's from a bang on solid rock...

There were some scars on those clean and slender hands, which seemed to be an eyesore no matter how you looked at them.Yan Muning covered both hands, as if as long as he covered it, the wound would heal.

The big beauty's fingertips are always slightly cold, but her palm is warm.

The little prince secretly held it for a long time, until the finger moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up, then he let go of it suddenly, as if he had done something bad, feeling extremely guilty.

This posture lying on the desk for a long time, although the wound on the nest is a little painful, but can clearly smell the faint fragrance of herbs on the big beauty, the little prince doesn't want to move.

The fragrance seemed to have some warmth, soothing Yan Muning's disobedient and messy heart, and he actually fell asleep in this awkward position.

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Yun Jiangli slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, the sky outside the window had just begun to brighten, and the rain was getting lighter.

He raised his hand and rubbed his sore shoulders and neck. Just as he was about to get up, he glanced at a small furry head lying on the table from the corner of his eye, with long ink-like hair scattered aside, a fat little white sparrow Squatting between those hairs, Zhengxiang was sleeping.

Seeing such a lovely scene just after waking up, even the cold-tempered Yun Jiangli couldn't help laughing.

I don't know how these two little things slept like this.

When he woke up in such an awkward lying position, he guessed that someone was going to hum squeamishly again.

The bed had already been cleaned and replaced with new bedding, Yun Jiangli was about to get up and carry Yan Muning to the bed to sleep.

But as soon as he moved, he felt that his head was tightened, and his hair seemed to be pressed by something.He turned his head and looked along, only to find that the sleeping teenager's fingertips were somehow still hooked on a strand of his hair.

He had no choice but to lean over, gently squeezed the boy's hand and prepared to pull out his hair.

Looking at his long black hair, which was entangled in strands and strands between the young man's fair fingers, this scene inexplicably made Yun Jiangli's eyes darken a bit.

He suddenly remembered inappropriately, the soft touch left on his lips when he fed the medicine in a hurry last night...

"I do not……"

In the quiet room, a soft, nasal whisper interrupted Yun Jiangli's thoughts.

Yan Muning, who didn't know what he dreamed of, was muttering softly, looking a little impatient.

Yun Jiangli smiled, how could he still have such a temper in his dream.

Without continuing to recall just now, Yun Jiangli rescued his own hair from the young man's hands, wrapped him in the fox fur and hugged him up, and walked slowly towards the bed with his shoes on.

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I don't know if it was because Yan Muning had been thinking about wanting to kiss the beauty before falling asleep.

As a result, as soon as he fell into the dream, he recalled the first time he began to wonder what it was like to like.

In the dream, it was at the family banquet of the reunion festival, when the father was still alive.

The father has always been very patient with these children. Although etiquette and rules, schoolwork and martial arts are all indispensable on weekdays, the atmosphere during the New Year's Day is as cheerful as ordinary people's homes, not like some royal families. boring.

Especially Yan Muning, who is the youngest, is held in the palm of everyone's hands.

At that time, he was wandering to his eldest brother's desk, wanting to taste Jin Jiangchun.

It happened that I heard the imperial concubine mention that the third brother has a sweetheart and wants to ask them to get married.

With a piece of pastry in his mouth, Yan Muning quietly leaned into his second brother's ear and asked how he could know if he had a sweetheart.

The second brother laughed at how young he was, and poked him on the forehead, saying that if he fell in love with someone, his face would blush and his heart beat when he saw him.The fourth brother heard it from the side, and said that if he really likes him, even if he can't see him, he will miss him involuntarily and laugh when he thinks of him...

Yan Muning listened in a daze and nodded, thinking that it was so easy to recognize his sweetheart.

Later, I don't know who and what Yu Chizhao heard that unruly man said, one day he pretended to be mysterious and dragged him to his study.

Squatting under the table, secretly flipping through those explicit words and pointing to him, and there are some embarrassing and blind pictures...

Yu Chizhao told him swearingly that if besides blushing and heart beating, but also wanting to kiss him and do these intimate things with him, then it is falling in love.

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In fact, it's not that no one has expressed their love for Yan Muning, the little prince has already turned eighteen, and his appearance is even famous in the whole Dasheng.

In the early years, some people asked what Prince An liked.Some people in the capital even had the courage to block his carriage in the street, and some people secretly wrote love poems and sent them to the palace.But he never felt anything different, let alone those blushes and heartbeats.

Only Yun Jiangli was different.

Yes, the big beauty is different, he wants to kiss!

The little prince who suddenly realized this, let out a laugh in his sleep.

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Yan Muning, who was so happy that he wanted to roll over, was being wrapped tightly in the quilt by Yun Jiangli at this time, and he walked towards the bed in his arms.

A certain little prince who failed to turn himself over, opened his eyes and smiled even deeper - the beauty he had just dreamed of is now right in front of him, so real!

It was the first time that the little prince noticed a small red mole on the earlobe of the great beauty, which added a bit of charm to his glamorous face.

Just as he was about to reach out to touch the little red dot in a daze, he was interrupted by a familiar, cold voice from above his head——

"Are you awake? Why are you smirking..."

Yan Muning: "!!"

This is not a dream is not a dream ah!

The frightened little prince thumped violently, Yun Jiangli didn't seem to expect him to move suddenly, and hurriedly tightened his arms, but still didn't have time——

poof.

"hiss--"

Yan Muning fell face down.

Fortunately, Yun Jiangli carried him to the bedside, and when he fell, he just hit the bed.

Unfortunately, the little prince who hit the bed with a big face is already ashamed at this moment, and there is only one thought in his mind——

Ben Wang, I'm ashamed to see people.

The author says:

Yan has no face to face Mu Ning: No one calls me, I'm just lying here, I won't get up. TAT;

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