canary in cage

Seeing that Bonnar Yilin didn't speak, Cehir paused, then opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, why don't you just say it?"

Immediately, Bonnar Yilin's complexion became better than before, and she looked at Cecil: "My family, Bourne, has been with me for more than ten years."

Bonnar Yilin was talking to herself, and suddenly her eyes fell on the corner of Cehir's lips, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, and she moved her body forward slightly.

"Did you be..." Bonnar Yilin didn't say anything, she could see the panic flashing in Cecil's eyes.

Bonnar Yilin felt that it was necessary to clarify her actual purpose of coming.

"Bourne has taken care of me since I was a child, and my parents hardly see each other. For me, Bourne is more important than anything else."

Cecil was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the queen's life experience. This kind of scene can't even be described as strange, it is simply stunned.

After talking for a long time, Bonnar Yilin realized that she had missed the topic, so she quickly retracted her words.

"I like my Bourne."

As soon as this sentence came out, Cecil felt as if he had fallen from the sky to the ground.

From a closer look, apart from the Queen's status, the person in front of her is just a girl younger than herself, dreaming of love.

Seeing that Cecil didn't speak, Bonnar Yilin thought that the other party didn't believe it, so she quickly moved her body forward and looked straight at Cecil.

"What I'm saying is true."

Cecil twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded: "I see."

The person in front of him was really ruthless and stupid, so Cecil felt a little helpless.

"What would His Majesty want to ask?"

Bonnar Yilin's eyes lit up: "You should understand our identities, so how did you do it?"

Cecil only felt a bit of a headache, so he asked himself how about asking Isri to hold a class to tell Bourne about his deeds.

Just as he was about to speak, Cecil turned his head slightly, and saw Bourne looking in from the French window in the distance, and his eyes just fell on the back of Bonnar Yilin.

Isri also happened to be standing beside him, looking at Bourne without giving him any good looks.

Cecil was amused and laughed out loud. Bonnar Yilin looked at Cecil with some doubts.

"How about you take the initiative to try?"

Bonnar Yilin was a little shocked: "I take the initiative?"

"After all, you are a queen, an admirable existence, as a servant, how dare you...··"

Bonnar? Irene felt that what Cecil said was somewhat reasonable. She was the queen, and the whole country had the final say. Bourne had always respected himself, so how could he speak up.

"Then what if he doesn't agree? Or what if he has to give in to my consent? I don't want that." Bonnar Yilin's eyes darkened.

"I think you'll have a try, and you'll be pleasantly surprised." Cehir didn't say too much, and the corners of his eyes were bent, which made people look at this sentence very convincingly.

Bonnar Yilin looked at Cecil, the two were silent for less than a second, and Bonnar Yilin got up from the stool.

Before Cehir could react, he threw himself into Cehir's arms, put his hand on his face and slapped the back of his hand.

Not only Cecil was stunned, but even the two people standing outside looked inside with wide eyes, and Bonnar Yilin spoke with a smile.

"Since you helped me, I have to help you back." Bonnar Yilin smiled and straightened up.

"See you next time."

Until Bonnar Yilin went out from the door, Cehir still sat there motionless, his face full of disbelief.

After the sound of the carriage sounded again outside, Isri opened the door and walked towards Cehir anxiously.

"Sorry, master."

As Isri said, he took out a handkerchief from his chest and wiped it on Cecil's face. Only at this time did Cecil realize what the Queen meant.

If you know so well, why ask him?

Cecil raised his eyes and looked at Isri, with a provocative tone: "Are you in a hurry?"

Isri was obviously a little flustered, and she didn't think too much about her words: "She actually kissed..."...

Seeing Isri's flustered look, Cecil found it even more funny: "I didn't kiss."

"Really?"

"real."

Isri stared straight at Cehir, and immediately hugged Cehir from the stool in the next second. Cehir was startled: "What are you doing?"

"I think it's better for the young master to take a bath."

Cecil narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on his face dropped a little, and he looked at Isri: "Why are you so nervous?"

"I don't want anyone other than me to touch you..." Isri replied to Cehir's words.

"That would make you feel sick?" Cecil completed what Isri hadn't said.

Isri was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he didn't speak. Cehir looked at Isri's face and opened his mouth again and again for a long while.

"I remember you said this before." Sehir paused: "So, you still think about the past? Or, you want to put me in a cage again?"

As Cehir said, Yi Sili also just walked to the door, with his back to the light, and just hid his expression for seven or eight points, Yi Sili put Cehir back on the ground.

"What's wrong? Was I right?" Cecil looked up at Isri.

With a sound of "Bang!", Isri slapped the door behind Cehir, framing Cecir in his arms.

"I didn't." Isri lowered his head: "I won't do that again."

Cecil chuckled, raised his hand to caress Isri's face: "Don't be nervous, I'm just talking."

Isri's fingertips clenched tightly, but he didn't move his hand away.

"Master, I..." Isri frowned: "I won't do that again, I'm ashamed, I know..."

Isri's shoulders shrugged a little, and his voice was a little unsteady: "You didn't punish me, and you didn't sell me out. I really don't know how to respond to you."

"I just want to keep you by my side, I want to love you."

Isri pressed his head against the door, and Cehir just leaned on Isri's shoulder. Isri's body trembled slightly, and a cautious voice came from above his head.

"I love you, Cecil."

"I love you."

As the light turned on and off, Isri shrouded Cehir in darkness. In the entire West Asia continent, their existence was like a joke, a joke tied to the stake.

But if we don't talk about this matter, how long will it take to reincarnate, hundreds or thousands of years, he can't wait, obviously this person is right in front of him.

The intensity of love tells him that all he can do, all he can do, is hide the one he loves.

Cehir's vision dimmed, and he pushed Isri away a little, and the light fell back on Cehir.

"Isri..." Cecil looked up at Isri.

"Yes..." Isri responded with lowered head.

Cecil reached out, pinched Isri's chin, and raised his head: "I think, it's time for me to give you another response."

Cecil stood on tiptoe, imitating Isri's appearance, and tilted his head, the soft lips fell on Isri's lips lightly, and the unfamiliar words took only a few seconds before Cehir moved his head away .

"My answer may be the same as yours."

"I love a brash coward."