Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo struggled for a long while, but found that there was no possibility of escape, so he looked up in frustration, scolding this unreasonable man in his heart.

And the person who breathed evenly showed a smile in a corner that he couldn't see.

In the early morning of the second day, Xie Zhuo was woken up by a slight movement around him.

He looked back at the refreshed man, but there was still a trace of pajamas in his eyes.

Ah, he seemed to have fallen asleep without realizing it yesterday.

"Good morning, Ah Zhuo." Jian Xingzhi still had a gentle smile on his lips, and gently rubbed his cheek against Xie Zhuo's neck.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo felt strangely that this man was acting like a baby with him.

Xie Zhuo shivered and threw out the inexplicable thoughts in his heart, then gritted his teeth and said, "Get up!"

Jian Xing was startled, and then seemed a little rascal: "No."

Xie Zhuo: "Bastard!"

After a long while, he blushed and said something in Jian Xingzhi's ear as if whispering.

Jian Xing was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment his eyes were completely bent, and a bright smile poured out unreservedly from the crescent moon.

"I was careless and forgot about it."

Therefore, early in the morning, the prince of Zhennan took up the role of Xie Zhuo's personal servant.

After Xie Zhuo resolved the major issues in his life by abandoning himself, he lay down on the bed with a face full of despair.

His life is wise!

Jian Xingzhi fed the ginseng soup into his mouth with a smile, and comforted him lightly: "Ah Zhuo, don't be shy, what is there between you and me..."

"Shut up!" Xie Zhuo snorted in a broken voice, making the man lose his voice.

But he felt that this guy seemed to be smiling all the time!

What injuries does he have?

Just kill yourself!

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The life of recuperating from injuries is boring, when Xie Zhuo can walk freely, he just feels as if he has been reborn.

Because the Mobei army had just entered the capital, everything was waiting to be done. As the future prince, Jian Xingzhi naturally didn't have much time to accompany Xie Zhuo.

But, no matter how busy he is, he never stays out at night.

No matter how late it was, she would come out of the palace and return to Xie Zhuo's side.

Xie Zhuo's dressing changes have always been taken care of by him himself, and he never pretends to be someone else.

In the middle of the night, the moment the cool breath came into his side, Xie Zhuo complained in a daze: "What are you doing back here? You're disturbing my sleep!"

Jian Xingzhi didn't care about his disgusting appearance, but hugged him even tighter: "I know, I can't sleep without Ah Zhuo, so I will naturally come back to sleep with Ah Zhuo."

Xie Zhuo: "There's no need to make the simple sleep so unsophisticated."

After a pause, he said again: "Now, I can fall asleep without you."

If there is anything good about living in a cell, it is that it cured Xie Zhuo's insomnia.

Every day the painful bone marrow trembles, and being able to sleep for a period of time is a great gift from heaven. How can he have energy for insomnia?

He said sincerely: "Believe me, I can really fall asleep by myself."

Therefore, you don't have to come back every day to attack the savior in the name of helping the savior.

"Hiss..." Thinking of this, Xie Zhuo threw the hand out of the middle clothes room with a speechless face.

Brushing those criss-cross wounds with fingertips, Jian Xing's eyes dimmed, and he said lightly: "I don't believe it, I just think Ah Zhuo can't sleep without me."

If Ah Zhuo doesn't need him even like this, what bargaining chip does he have to keep this person by his side?