What bad thoughts can kittens have

Yu Mang watched the scene that Zhou Jing ordered, and remained silent for a long time.

It's a kiss scene.

The roles of him and Zhou Jing are mutual affection, but one is the emperor in front of the people, and the other is the shadow guard of the queen, so it is not easy to reveal this relationship in the eyes of everyone.

However, when he returned to the emperor's bedroom, the dignified and gentle guard showed his true nature, and even dared to hit his emperor with an inkstone.

In this scene, the little guard is lying in the arms of the emperor, reporting to him the movements of the various ministers in the capital, and talking about the hero and heroine, who are working on an old case 20 years ago.

It seems that the monarch and his ministers have a heart-to-heart relationship, with no guesses and no scruples.

But behind the scenes, the little guard's ankle was rubbing against his king's leg. The snow-like beauty in the daytime is now as charming as a fox, lively and fragrant, like a half-opened hibiscus, which can only be seen after peeling off layers of petals. Alluring red.

"You, you change it." Yu Mang quit, no one would choose such... such a restricted class.

He felt flushed when he read the script, and when he was practicing in private, he wished he could find a white silk and hang himself who was so dazed and agreed to act.

Human beings are simply wicked, more debauched than demons, otherwise how could they write such a harmful script.

"I don't want to act," he muttered, flipping through the script, and finally found a fighting scene, "It's better to act this, I practiced swords with you in the snow, and almost stabbed you in the shoulder."

Zhou Jing knew that Yu Mang would refuse.

He held down the script with one hand, and with a little effort, Yu Mang couldn't move.

"If you are shy about this scene with me in private, what are you going to do when the filming starts? Find a substitute?" Zhou Jing smiled, but his eyes were a little cold, "The director, the assistant director, the lighting engineer, and even The other actors are all present, but you can't let go of an intimate scene, keep ng, and the entire crew will accompany you to slow down the progress."

This sentence immediately hit Yu Mang's deathbed.

He was really worried that since he was filming for the first time, he would always drag others down. Even if the director team was willing to give him patience, he couldn't bear the frustration.

Thinking of this, he was a little shaken.

Zhou Jing could see what Yu Mang was thinking.

He fell back on the bed and looked up at Yu Mang.

"Or, are you afraid of intimate scenes, are you afraid of me?" He asked blankly, under the cold white light, he was like a painting falling on water, white and ink smudged together, not pure black , is not pure white, she is born to walk in the shadows, fierce and handsome, even if she pretends to be gentle, it still makes people feel dangerous.

This is simply provocative.

Yu Mang grasped the script tightly.

"Who is afraid of you." He said coldly, the mixed race of the nine-tailed fox has a natural style, and there is even a dismissive smile in his eyes, "Don't talk too early, don't say it when the time comes, because you can't take the show .

It is naturally more convenient for monsters to play against others.

Zhou Jing took out the Purple Flame Bell that Yu Mang gave him from his storage cabinet, shook the little bell, and the furnishings in the house were temporarily changed by the illusion.

A palace with a high dome, with paintings of immortals riding cranes on the walls.

The large dragon bed with veils, the palace lamps on both sides are bright, illuminating the room like daytime.

There is also an incense burner in the middle.

I don’t know what kind of fragrance it is, it’s as light as water mist, but it’s slightly sweet when breathed into the lungs, like floral fragrance and woody fragrance, it seems to crush the tenderest flower branches in spring and soak it for hundreds of nights, Only then did the wisps of smoke condense.

Yu Mang was already lying in Zhou Jing's arms.

He transformed into a head of long hair, as beautiful as silk satin, wearing only a thin white long dress, the fabric was so soft that it almost revealed white jade-like skin.

The beauty carved out of ice and snow, with a face as cold as the moon, and a temperament as elegant as bamboo, walking outside, is the dream of many daughters' families.

But now he is lying on the king's couch, his waist is like a willow in spring, his fingertips are covered with rough calluses, but his knuckles are shiny pink, and he is held by his king.

Zhou Jing played with Yu Mang's fingers, put the tip of his nose against the back of Yu Mang's ear, and sniffed lightly.

"Yuchen, you haven't come to see me for a long time," he called by the name in Yu Mang's play, "are you so wild that you don't even know you're going home?"

Yu Mang froze for a moment, but soon relaxed again.

Leaning in Zhou Jing's arms, he did not raise his head to face the king squarely. He raised the corners of his eyes and squinted at Zhou Jing.

"How dare you subordinates?" He always talked to the emperor equally, "Aren't you busy monitoring the officials for you, eavesdropping on other people's roofs, and those who don't know think I'm a thief."

He was unhappy thinking of this, and he stopped looking at His Majesty, and took it back, "In the end, you didn't appreciate it. That's all."

Zhou Jing gave a low laugh, and pulled his little guard back again.

"It's so angry."

He forcefully turned Yu Mang over, and the two of them were facing each other, but there was deep desire in his eyes, and he gently stroked the little guard with his palm.

"Then did you hear anything?" He whispered something serious, but his face got closer and closer to the little guard.

The fragrance mist in the room became more and more seductive.

The mist-like fragrance, even if diffused, is still light, falling on the corners of people's eyes and brows like drizzle.

Yu Mang was puzzled, since it was an illusion made by Ziyan Bell, why is this incense mist so real.

But he can't ask.

His hard training these days is still effective, and he really has a bit of aura for acting. He is called the Siren of the World not only because of his singing voice, but also because of his inadvertent charm on stage.

When he raised his eyebrows, it really seemed that he had turned into that shadow guard who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and was extremely charming and gentle towards his monarch.

His fingers lightly brushed Zhou Jing's Adam's apple, his fingers with thin calluses, not as delicate as his daughter's, but like a blade, giving people a sense of oppression, reminding others how much blood has been stained on their hands.

"What's the big deal? Zhongshu Ling's family has another little grandson. They like it so much. The Minister of the Ministry of War and the Minister of the Ministry of Rites fought in private over the treasury." , I always feel that my descendants have not been reused, and I don’t look at whether his family’s crooked melons are worthy of it.”

Zhou Jing held down Yu Mang's troubled hand, "It seems that it's really not worth your eavesdropping."

Yu Mang said again, "But there is also a new thing."

"what?"

Yu Mang stood up, his neckline drooped loosely due to the movement, revealing his white skin, his body was almost attached to Zhou Jing's body, and his ankles were also clinging to each other, rubbing against each other vaguely.

For a moment, it seemed that he was the nagging little snake demon.

"The daughter of the Duke of the county, I don't know where I met a gangster, and the two teamed up to investigate the case of killing the Li family in Changlin County 20 years ago." He said lazily, "But the case of killing the family of the Li family has long been The case was closed, and it was said that a group of mountain bandits did it. The Li family is not a big family at all, but a group of bodyguards, and it is said that they offended the enemy."

Zhou Jing frowned, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he changed from a wanton teaser to a majestic and gloomy king in an instant.

For a rich young lady to join forces with Jiang Hu's reckless, I'm afraid this case is not an ordinary pursuit of revenge at all.

But why is the daughter of the Duke of the county, the daughter's family in the boudoir, involved in this kind of thing? Could it be behind the Duke of the county...

Before he could finish thinking, a hand touched his chest.

Yu Mang pressed him down, looking down at him, with a snow-white face, red lips, and even a white jade-like body with a layer of pink, she is a real beauty in the world.

"Your Majesty, we've finished chatting about state affairs, and it's time for the Spring Festival." He said this without any shyness, without the half-clear elegance, and completely charming the Lord, "I, the long night is really lonely."

Zhou Jing's eyes suddenly seemed to be lit with endless fire.

He knew that Yu Mang was just acting.

The skin-to-skin contact between him and Yu Mang at this moment is just a scheming trick, taking advantage of Yu Mang's innocence and dedication.

But his kitten is really good-looking.

The blood of the nine-tailed fox completely flowed on his body, his face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the light and soft cloth couldn't block anything at all, and he could clearly see the beautiful curves.When he smiled, he was like a rose in a spring night, flamboyant and ostentatious, as red as a cinnabar mole on his heart.

In those years when he did not stop.

The child with the wreath under the wisteria has grown up, so beautiful and gentle.

It made everyone crazy.

Including him.

According to the script, he should kiss Yu Mang's lips here, and press him down on the bed wantonly and frivolously.

It's not in vain for this personal relationship between the monarch and his ministers.

But he hooked Yu Mang's waist, turned around, and pressed Yu Mang under his body.

Yu Mang still looked at him frivolously and ecstatically, still immersed in the play, playing the "guard Yuchen" perfectly and professionally.

He knew that even if he kissed Yu Mang at this moment, he would not be rejected.

just acting.

But he looked down at Yu Mang for a while, his eyes gradually faded from the role of the emperor, and turned into Zhou Jing.

Inhumane, hypocritical and gentle, but indulgent towards Yu Mang's Zhou Jing.

He clasped Yu Mang's wrist with his palm, and lowered his head to kiss Yu Mang's cheek.

"Then let's not talk about state affairs," he said the last line of the scene, "The spring night is short, how can I live up to my Yu Mang."

He changed the words.

He didn't say "Yu Chen" in the lines, he said "Yu Mang".

Yu Mang was stunned.

He was ready for Zhou Jing's kiss to fall on his lips, and he did not know how many times he hinted in his heart that it was work anyway, so don't regret it if you accept it.

But what he finally got was an innocent kiss on the cheek.

Like high school students secretly getting intimate under the magnolia tree, not daring to cross the line, only daring to touch each other's cheeks with their lips.

But even more heart-pounding.

I don't know why, at that moment, Zhou Jing's gentleman and thoughtfulness were not the first thing he thought of.

It was this kiss on the cheek, it seemed that Zhou Jing was not kissing his bodyguard, but Zhou Jing.

"You..." He stuttered for a moment, "You...how did you change the words randomly."

The charm and arrogance of a moment ago faded from him again, and he turned back into Yu Mang, a jerky kitten who has never been in love.

Zhou Jing gave a low laugh, moved closer, and asked knowingly, "So what, aren't you Yu Mang?"

Yu Mang didn't know what to say.

Is it serious to change a word? Of course it doesn't matter.

But he felt inexplicably ashamed, even more ashamed than when he took the initiative to seduce Zhou Jing in the scene just now.

Yu Mang pursed his lips, feeling his face was getting hot, he pulled his wrist out of Zhou Jing's hand, and backed away from Zhou Jing.

"You obviously didn't catch the scene in the end," he said dryly, and tried to challenge, "So I won."

"Okay, you won," Zhou Jing smiled and shook his head, "Do you want any reward?"

He always treats Yu Mang like a cub.

Yu Mang pouted, "No."

It's not a kindergarten, and there are little red flowers if you answer the right questions.

"As long as you don't make any mistakes when you're acting," he said with a little complacency, "Don't when the time comes, it's you."

He was still blushing, but vaguely revealing pride.

Like a little fox showing off his might.

Zhou Jing endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and when Yu Mang was about to get up, he pulled him back into the room.

Yu Mang was startled, but still a little sensitive, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jing looked at him gravely, with many thoughts hidden in his heart.

The incense burner in the room is still burning faintly, and the thousands of flowers have been burned out, and at the end there is a faint sweetness.

Like the gentlest lover, a bit of lip balm left on the handkerchief.

Yu Mang felt that his body was a little hot for no reason.

"You haven't drank my blood for the past few days." Zhou Jing said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't drink any more, you won't be able to hold back your maturity."

With a light touch of his fingertips, green drops of blood flowed down and fed to Yu Mang's mouth.

His blood is bitter and cold.

Yu Mang was taken aback for a moment, he used to drink blood like a kitten, so there was no embarrassment.

But now he is in human form...

But it would be too much of a fuss to say that he deliberately changed back to the prototype for this purpose.

Yu Mang hesitated for a while, but finally moved over.

The pink tongue licked the cold fingertips, and the cold blood trickled down the throat.

Yu Mang closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uneasily.

The corners of his lips were stained green by the blood, as if a bamboo leaf had been stained from nowhere.

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Ah, the blood of the nine-tailed fox, how good it is.

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