After dressing as a villain national teacher

He thought Xiao Jin would just let it go, but he just coughed uncomfortably, and didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He just looked up at him aggrievedly, and then stubbornly hugged his leg tightly.

Looking at the little emperor's aggrieved eyes, Wen Leng's heart became even more angry, as if he had turned into an instant, facing his ignorant aunt.Not only was there no pity in his heart, but Xiao Jin's behavior was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Damn, why is the little emperor wronged!

When he was torturing himself, he felt wronged too, okay? Should he also cry about his grievances to the little emperor!

At that moment, Aunt Wen Leng gave birth to a hard-hearted heart, raised her foot and added two points of internal strength to it, and kicked Xiao Jin's chest fiercely again, with frost and snow in her voice, "Go away! You have identified the wrong person."

With the blessing of seven points of internal energy, Xiao Jin's body trembled immediately with this kick, his handsome and decadent face was slightly distorted for a moment, and he coughed up a big mouthful of blood, but he still endured it and refused to let go.

The veins on Wen Leng's forehead were throbbing. Don't think that you are reluctant to beat him because you are reluctant to kill him. He has wanted to beat him for a long time, so don't let the opportunity come to you!

He raised his foot slightly, and Wen Leng, who was driven by anger, raised his internal strength to [-]% this time, and he was bound to teach this scumbag a lesson, so as to pay homage to his virginity that was easily taken away.

Before he kicked it away, he heard the little emperor's determined voice, "You are, I know you are back."

It seems that Wen Leng's black hair and the silver mask on his face at this time are like nothing in his eyes, as sure as he said.

Immediately, Wen Leng's heart softened for half a point, and he couldn't kick anymore.

Fortunately, he stopped in time, otherwise Xiao Jin might end up like the horse that was kicked to death some time ago...

Thinking of this, Wen Leng couldn't help feeling a little scared. Although he wanted to teach the little emperor a lesson, he didn't want his life in his heart.

In the end, he had no choice but to change his strategy, swinging his legs vigorously, someone stuck on top; walking forward, someone was dragged behind.

Wen Leng was a little speechless. Looking at the brown sugar beside his legs, he couldn't bear it anymore. He bit his back teeth and said word by word: "Please! You! Get out! Open!"

Xiao Jin was still drunk at this time, so he glanced at Wen Leng, then lowered his head as if contemplating this question, and after thinking it over, he smiled sweetly at Wen Leng, "I don't, otherwise the national teacher will run away again, and the bedroom will be left alone." I am alone."

Wen Leng gave Xiao Jin a complicated look, and secretly wondered what made the little emperor a fool...

Although his face was unshaven, he could still see his handsome appearance, but with such a smile on it, he looked like a mentally handicapped person, which made people feel a little unbearable to look directly at.

Wen Leng turned his head away, and warned himself not to look at it, otherwise he would doubt the self who had been tempted, and his IQ was not very high.

Xiao Jin lowered his head, his eyes flashed blankly, now he only thought it was a dream, but this dream was so real, he couldn't bear to let it go.

During the month when the national teacher was away, facing the empty dormitory, it was the first time that he felt so cold and unbearable. He sent someone to look for the national teacher for a long time, but he couldn't find it no matter what.

Living in panic all day long, he was afraid that he would never see the national teacher again...

Since the dream that the national teacher said he hated him, he never dreamed of the national teacher again, as if he was angry with him and did not want to meet him in the dream.

From time to time, he would come to the dormitory where the national teacher lived to have a look, recalling the little things he had with the national teacher after he felt that the national teacher was different.

Therefore, even if it is a dream now, he will desperately keep the national teacher.

Xiao Jin followed Wen Leng's legs and stood up little by little. He still didn't let go of his hands, but as he stood up, his hands moved from his legs to Wen Leng's waist.

Wen Leng also tried to break away halfway, but the little emperor's hug was so tight that he didn't relax even if he stood up.

Xiao Jin hugged Wen Leng's waist tightly, leaning his head on his shoulder, smelling the smell from the national teacher, with a dazed expression on his face.

Looking at the bed beside him from the corner of the eye, Xiao Jin hugged Wen Leng tightly, and dragged him to the bed.

Wen Leng's footsteps were a little unsteady when he was dragged. Seeing the drunkard start to mess around, somehow the anger just now disappeared, leaving only the helplessness in his heart.

Staggered and dragged to the bed by the little emperor, Wen Leng was still thinking about whether the little emperor would castrate him and so on if the little emperor became beastly after drinking.

In this way, he would not be able to fall in love with himself, and he would not be able to pamper that male favorite any longer.He doesn't lift it now, maybe he forgave him with ease in his heart, and they can be brothers who don't talk about love.

Xiao Jin didn't know the dangerous thoughts in Wen Leng's mind at all, and directly hugged the national teacher on the bed, then hugged him tightly, and leaned his face intimately on the shoulder socket of his neck.

Wen Leng looked at the dust particles stirred up above the bed, and quickly turned his head to prevent the dust from hitting his face, and the little emperor buried his face in his neck, so naturally he was not harmed.

Wen Leng was almost laughed out of anger, this scumbag knew how to find a place, but he was almost buried in the dust!

Time passed by minute by minute, 2 minutes, 10 minutes, the little emperor still did not perform the heinous beastly acts as he expected.

He also canceled the decision to castrate someone, but he felt a little pity...

After driving for a long time, Wen Leng was tortured by the little emperor and almost lost his temper. He was tired physically and mentally, coupled with the sound of the little emperor's even breathing in his ear, he gradually fell asleep unbearably.

The two of them slept with their necks together in an intimate position in this bedroom that had not been inhabited for a long time.Xiao Jin woke up in the middle of the night, thinking he was in a dream, smiled with satisfaction, and hugged Wen Leng even tighter, for fear that he would run away.

The national teacher stayed in the dream for a long time this time, he had to cherish it and make the dream longer, and it would be good not to wake up forever.

As long as Master Meng is always there...

In the early morning, Wen Leng felt a sense of suffocation, opened his eyes, and saw that the little emperor was still maintaining yesterday's posture, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Looking at it, Wen Leng unconsciously lost his mind.

The little emperor's handsome face was full of decadence, and there were thick dark circles around his eyes. His unkempt posture was very different from the teenagers he saw in the past.

Why would he drink and get drunk in his bedroom?

There is a voice in my heart saying that he must come here to drink because he misses you, otherwise why would he come to the National Teacher Hall from the palace.

The corners of Wen Leng's lips smiled ironically, and he quickly denied the conjecture in his heart. How could the little emperor think of him as a villain national teacher when he has a male favorite? It's just that he has had sex a few times, and he can still point to an emperor and never forget it?

Don't be ridiculous! !

Thinking about it, I knew it was impossible, not to mention why the little emperor tortured himself in the bedroom before, it wasn't because of what the original owner did to the little emperor, which caused him to hate himself so much that all that happened.

An emperor who has a new love, and at the same time hates him deeply, how dare he have such expectations...

While thinking wildly, he happened to catch a glimpse of the little emperor's eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. Wen Leng's heart shuddered, and he put away his thoughts that he shouldn't have, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

Seeing that the national teacher saw through, Xiao Jin also opened his eyes, and looked at Wen Leng intently, as if he couldn't see enough, his voice was as hoarse as grinding gravel, "The national teacher is still as smart as ever."

Wen Leng looked at the top of the tent, not looking at Xiao Jin, and said in a flickering voice: "Yes, if you were not smarter, wouldn't you have died by your hands long ago..."

This tone made Xiao Jin's heart ache instantly. He still remembers the dull eyes of the national teacher when he came out of the dark room. After he realized his feelings, he hated himself even more at that time.

He ended up hurting him...

Xiao Jin looked at Wen Leng tenderly, and said in a gentle tone: "National Teacher, follow me back to the palace. I will never treat you like before. After you left, I only discovered my feelings for you. Come back with me." How is the palace?"

Hearing the little emperor's confession-like words, Wen Leng's heart was shaken, and he was a little inexplicably happy, and then he thought of the little emperor's new favorite male favourite, and immediately calmed down.

He turned his head, looked at Xiao Jin, and sneered, "Your Majesty is really a nobleman who forgets things too much. You treated me like that a while ago, why should you ask me to go back with you! Besides, there is a man named Xie Yuhua beside you." Darling, what does His Majesty mean by saying this?!"

I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know. Although his tone is as cold as ice, the last sentence still has a hint of jealousy.

Xiao Jin lowered his eyes, he couldn't justify what the national teacher said, he really hurt him severely, and he already knew from Liu Junyi that the national teacher had never favored those male favorites in the apse.

It used to be, and it is still now... The national teacher has only had skin-to-skin contact with himself...

It was the first time that the national teacher was in love, and he actually tossed him violently because of anger, there were bloodstains on the back, it was only natural that the national teacher blamed him.

But, where did the male favorite come from? Could it be that the national teacher misunderstood him?

Thinking of this, Xiao Jin hurriedly explained, "Master, I don't have any male favourites at all. It's all rumored by the common people. In fact, they just didn't know your existence and mistook you who was in the dormitory for a male favourite." Beloved...you are always by my side."

Wen Leng was still angry in his heart, but when he heard these words in his ears, he was stunned immediately, and the joy in his heart dissipated instantly.

The little emperor...doesn't he have a male favorite?

So, I have always misunderstood? !I have been jealous with myself for so long... I am ashamed...

So how should he react now, to exchange feelings with the little emperor, and then have a good relationship with each other and then do something like firewood?

Pooh!Master Wen is not that cheap!

Although he has a general understanding of the cause and effect of this incident and feels much more comfortable in his heart, he can't just heal the scar and forget the pain! ! !

I saw Wen Leng rolled his eyelids, and said without emotion: "Oh, so that's the case. After all, it has nothing to do with this deity. Your Majesty doesn't need to explain to this deity."