After dressing as a villain national teacher

Xiao Jin felt tears dripping down his face. Even though those tears were cool, he felt extremely warm, which warmed his dying heart a little bit.

Unconsciously, there was a glimmer of expectation in my heart.

National teacher, you still care about him...

Even though he ran away from him again before, but when he heard the news that he ordered people to spread the news that he was not long in the world, he still came to visit him worried.

If it is said that the national teacher has no place for him in his heart, he will not believe it, his heart is jumping with joy, and he really wants to open his eyes and comfort the national teacher softly to stop crying.

But out of some secret thoughts, Xiao Jin still held back and pretended to be terminally ill. In fact, he just wanted to see how the national teacher would react to his imminent death...

How could Wen Leng notice the abnormality? His eyes were full of panic about the impending death of the little emperor, and he didn't have time to wipe away the tears on his face. He called softly: "Xiao Jin, can you wake up? The deity is back, this time I will never leave you again."

The national teacher said the same thing last time, but he left him in the end... Xiao Jin didn't believe it, and he wanted to act, so he didn't open his eyes unmoved.

The panic in Wen Leng's heart intensified, and he kissed Xiao Jin's pale lips indiscriminately, trying to get some reaction, but there was no...

nothing...

"Xiao Jin, look at me, it's me... I'm Wen Leng, I'm back..."

Wen Leng no longer cared about maintaining the self-proclaimed personality, as if in front of the little emperor was no longer the villain national teacher in the book, but the original Wen Leng of the 23rd century.

He wanted to go forward and shake the little emperor to wake him up, but the weak appearance of the little emperor now really frightened him, he didn't dare to touch it hard, fearing that he might hurt the little emperor because of his agitation.

Thinking that the little emperor was about to die, Wen Leng was filled with grief, and lay down on Xiao Jin's neck, crying, and was afraid of overwhelming Xiao Jin, so he just lay on his stomach in a very difficult position.

"Xiao Jin... Xiao Jin..."

The broken cries and cries of the national teacher in his ears, and the rapid dampness of the collar of his underwear made Xiao Jin's heart tighten, and he could no longer pretend.

"National teacher..." Xiao Jin opened his eyes, his tone seemed to be very laborious, and he coughed uncontrollably after speaking, creating a feeling that he was indeed dying soon.

Wen Leng did not doubt that he was there, and raised his head in surprise, seeing that the little emperor finally woke up, the tears in his eyes flowed even more fiercely, it was the relaxation after extreme worry, which could not be suppressed at all.

Xiao Jin's heart ached, and he quickly comforted him: "Don't cry... Isn't I fine..."

At this time, Xiao Jin suddenly felt a little guilty and guilty. Although these were designed to lure Prince An to show off his feet, he also wanted to see if the national teacher would worry about him coming back voluntarily.

But now seeing such a sad national teacher who was crying, he suddenly felt a little regretful. He would rather not see the national teacher suffer heartbreak and lovesickness than the national teacher shed so many tears.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears for the national teacher. The tears that wet his fingers were extremely hot, and burned all the way to his heart, burning his inner emotions back and forth, as if they would pour out if he couldn't control it.

Wen Leng seemed to have lost his words, and just kept staring at Xiao Jin, afraid that the person in front of him would disappear without a trace when he closed his eyes, and would never appear in his world again.

After Xiao Jin finally wiped away all the tears that flowed from Wen Leng, Wen Leng seemed to have been pressed a certain switch, and finally made a move. He grabbed Xiao Jin's hand that was about to withdraw, and refused to let go.

Xiao Jin naturally wanted the National Teacher to be nervous about him, and he wished that the National Teacher would not let go of his hand for the rest of his life.

Wen Leng endured the soreness in his throat, and said: "Xiao Jin, don't die, I realized that I fell in love with you, how could you leave me and leave..."

Xiao Jin was instantly shocked by Wen Leng's words.

National teacher, national teacher... what did you just say?

He was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked uncertainly: "Master, is what you said true? But didn't you say you liked Murong Xiao before?"

The usually proud and ruthless emperor has no confidence in the face of his beloved, for fear that he will make a mistake.

Wen Leng wholeheartedly thought that the little emperor would not live long, and he didn't plan to hide the truth anymore after hearing the little emperor's question.

Picking up his hand and sticking it to her cheek, she rubbed it affectionately and said: "Fool, those are all lies to you with angry words. I have only been tempted by one person, and that is you."

He automatically ignores his girlfriends who have been with him in this world. In his opinion, he has never been tempted, so naturally he can't count them.

Xiao Jin was ecstatic, and even his ashen complexion, which had been teased for teasing, became radiant at this moment, and he looked much healthier.

However, Wen Leng still remembered that the little emperor was about to die. When he saw Xiao Jin seemed to be in a flashing state, he immediately put down someone's hand in fright, and asked nervously, "Don't scare me, don't get excited...don't be The moment of good state before death..."

As he talked, tears were about to flow again, Wen Leng was so anxious that he was going crazy, he was afraid that the little emperor would die in a while, but he was hugged by Xiao Jin who sat up, "National teacher, that's great, you I finally fell in love with me..."

Wen Leng was stunned for a moment when it came so suddenly, then he stretched out his arms and hugged the little emperor tightly, tears streaming down his face, and wept silently without saying a word.

Feeling the wetness on his neck and shoulders, Xiao Jin let go of his arms a little, moved away a little, kissed the teacher's eyes distressedly, gently pecked to comfort him, and then licked the tears in his mouth.

Wen Leng cried for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, so he stopped his tears and looked affectionately at the handsome face of the little emperor, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Xiao Jin looked at the eyes of the national teacher who were red from crying, and seeing the deep love in those silver eyes, he couldn't help himself and kissed the teacher's lips emotionally.

Xiao Jin kissed his beloved national teacher with full of love, but Wen Leng did not resist, and took the initiative to meet the kiss full of despair...

The two kissed inseparably. In the middle, Xiao Jin wanted to stop talking to the national teacher, but was entangled by the national teacher and kissed for a while. He didn't stop the long kiss until he realized that the national teacher was about to be unable to breathe. kiss.

Wen Leng lay on Xiao Jin's shoulder panting because of the long kiss, but he was extremely satisfied in his heart, and he would do everything the little emperor asked before he died.

Even if he proposes to have sex with him now, he will take off his clothes and let the little emperor get whatever he wants.Of course, the little emperor's current physical condition can't stand such intense exercise...

Xiao Jin held Wen Leng's head, his black eyes were full of unconcealable smiles, but he soon noticed the sadness in the silver eyes of the national teacher, and then he remembered that the national teacher probably thought he was going to die soon... …

Xiao Jin considered the consequences of telling the truth, hesitated for a moment and said: "Master... I said something, don't be angry, okay?"

Now Wen Leng adheres to the principle of being obedient to the little emperor, seeing how cautious he said, and said softly: "You say, no matter what, I won't be angry."

Seeing that the national teacher had such a good attitude, Xiao Jin felt even more uneasy. The national teacher is now so tolerant on the basis that he is going to die.

If he knew that all of this was a lie to him... Xiao Jin's heart shuddered, and he shuddered subconsciously. He always felt that the national teacher would not let him go easily.

In order to prevent the national teacher from leaving again in a fit of anger, Xiao Jin hugged Wen Leng tightly as if nothing had happened, and then looked at the national teacher's expression cautiously and said: "Actually, I am not close to death. Although it is true that I was poisoned, but The poison has been detoxified by the imperial doctor, and the next thing is to take care of the body..."

There was still an extremely gentle smile on Wen Leng's face, but when the little emperor said this, the smile on his face immediately froze there.

He suddenly doubted his hearing, what did the little emperor say?Say he won't die? ? !

Wen Leng's heart was filled with joy immediately, he looked at Xiao Jin with eyes full of joy, and said with trembling lips: "Xiao Jin, is what you said true... Are you really okay? Are you really not going to die?"

Although Xiao Jin was surprised that the national teacher was not angry, he was relieved to see the national teacher so happy, and replied with a smile: "Of course it is true, my body is just weak, and it will be fine after the poison is cured." It's over."

Wen Leng was half-believing, suspicious of the lies the little emperor had fabricated to comfort himself, pointing to Xiao Jin's ashy complexion and hesitatingly said: "But your complexion doesn't seem to be all right..."

After Wen Leng finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself, what did he say, as if he wished that the little emperor had something to do...

Xiao Jin smiled awkwardly at this question, but still said truthfully: "Hehe...my face was made by an imperial doctor, and my face was not like this..."

Wen Leng blinked his eyes, listening to the sound of the little emperor's tail getting weaker and weaker, he seemed to have a sense of guilt, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and finally connected what Xiao Jin said before and after to form a fact.

Since the little emperor didn't want to die, he ordered the imperial doctor to make it like this... All of this was planned in advance...

Realizing this, the expression on Wen Leng's face immediately turned cold, and he said in a calm voice: "The deity didn't understand it thoroughly before, what your majesty said is that you are about to die soon, and it is a game from beginning to end, right? ?”

Hearing the tone of the national teacher, Xiao Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he thought about his words and replied: "I set up this situation just to lure out the poisoner..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Wen Leng interrupted in a cold voice, "Yes, maybe there is indeed this reason, and the other reason is also to lure the deity out!"

He was so warm that he forgot to leave a message in the letter that he would come back after a month. Being deceived by the little emperor about life and death, his first reaction was to think the other party was bad.

But it was a coincidence that Xiao Jin didn't see any letter from Wen Leng at all, and his purpose was indeed here. Therefore, Xiao Jin remained silent and acquiesced to Wen Leng's question...

Seeing Xiao Jin acquiescing, Wen Leng was furious, and even more furious, and immediately wanted to leave here, not wanting to see the little emperor's face again.

Damn, he just thought that the little emperor was going to die, so he shed so many tears for nothing, now tell him everything is fake, where will he put his face!