I may have had a fake childhood

"Aladdin, why is the woodshed door locked?"

During this period of time, the princess would relieve Jupiter of her body aches and pains before leaving, and Jupiter seemed to have fully adapted to this kind of thing, so there would be no problem getting out of bed, walking around or even doing simple labor during the day.

"Ah? Is there? I'll go and see." Ever since the princess got married, in order to let the child forget the pain as soon as possible, Mousse has not asked Jupiter to do housework for a long time. The firewood bought outside has been directly piled up in the backyard. , I only needed to use an ax today to push the door of the firewood room. I didn't expect it to be locked, and I don't know when it was locked.

Jupiter touched the lock. This was the ordinary lock he used before, but he didn't seem to have a padlock since he came out last time. It seemed like it had been a long time since he moved his shoulders, and he didn't remember it at all.

This time I went back to the room and took the key. After opening the woodshed, even though the sun was shining outside, the room was still dark. Jupiter stood at the door, and a large shadow hit his face. There was a moment of blindness.

Jupiter blinked his eyes to get used to it for a while and seemed to see a thin figure.

My heartbeat suddenly stagnates, damn it, it's haunted.

After a long while, I realized that this is not a supernatural world, and suddenly had an extremely unreliable idea.

He tentatively walked over and called softly, "Is anyone there?"

The black shadow remained motionless, and Jupiter frowned and took another step forward. It could be the shadow of something in the distance.

It doesn't look like that at all. I poked my head in and walked in, only to find that it was really a person, a person curled up in a corner with his knees buried in his legs.

Jupiter was so frightened that his feet almost went limp, not because there was an inexplicable person in the firewood room, but because he guessed the possible identity of this person, and asked tremblingly: "Who are you?" ah?"

The man slowly raised his head, and then under the faint sunlight, he could see that his face was white and clean, but there were two long lines of tears hanging on his cheeks, and his eyes flickered slightly, making Juxing's heart tremble.

This kid is so cute.

He quickly turned his head and looked outside the door. Mu Si was about to go out just now, and he was the only one at home now.

After hastily closing the door and locking it, he returned to the front of the black shadow, and slowly squatted down with a harmless smile on his face: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

It looks like a young man who is not as old as himself, and he is the same age as him. His shoulders shrug slightly and his voice is extremely hoarse, but he can barely hear the clarity of the past. He blinked and watched Jupiter's tears continue to flow down.

Just when Juxing opened his mouth to speak, the young man suddenly jumped up and hugged Juxing's neck and burst into tears.

It should be frightened by being in this darkness for too long.

Juxing was caught off guard and shrank on the cold and wet floor, and quickly patted his head on his chest to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, kid, can you tell me where you are from?"

The young man couldn't stop crying, he could only talk while crying, and Jupiter could hear it intermittently.

Sure enough, as I guessed, the young man was the son of the prime minister who was brought by the magic lamp every day and brought back by the princess every morning.

I just don't know why it hasn't been taken away this morning.

Thinking of the princess who behaved badly and played new tricks yesterday, Jupiter wondered if he was just having a good time and forgot about this serious business.

Looking at the prime minister's son who had wiped a few black ash on his clean face, and then looking at the short cabinet he just used to hide his figure, it can't stop people at all, that is, it has a psychological effect.

He was unable to enjoy a luxurious life in a luxurious room, but he fell to this point. Juxing only felt very sorry, and patted him on the shoulder lightly and held him in his arms: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, tell brother, are you ready for dinner?" , brother, go get you something to eat, okay?"

The prime minister's son raised his face and said pitifully: "No, no, I've been so scared these past few days. I didn't eat anything last night. I thought I would go back this morning."

The prime minister's son stammered, obviously not yet returning to his soul.

Ju Xing felt even more sorry, and hurriedly embraced the fleshy body in his arms, touched the soft hair on the back of his head with his palm, and wanted to transfer the heat from his body to him, and asked, "Brother, will you take me out for dinner?" ?”

The prime minister's son was shaking like a sieve, obviously frightened, he would say nothing and was unwilling to go out, or it might be because of Jupiter's kind face, the prime minister's son didn't even think about why Jupiter was here, let alone think of everything It's all Jupiter's fault.

He just kept shrinking into Jupiter's arms, lowered his head and said softly and softly, like a small feather scratching the tip of his heart: "No, don't go, brother stay with me."

Ju Xing's body softened, he felt sorry for the prime minister's son who was hungry, and frowned: "Then brother, go and get something for you to eat, please, just wait here for a while, don't go anywhere."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to move away the prime minister's son, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't pull the other's hand away, and he wondered in his heart that this child was not weak.

When Ju Xing was about to speak, the prime minister's son on his chest suddenly raised his face and took the initiative to withdraw his hand.

Thinking that he was about to let go and grinned, he felt a little dizzy, swayed his forehead, staggered, and was about to stand up, when he saw the pitiful expression of the prime minister's son disappear instantly, and he curled his mouth and gently stroked his hand. He said in a soft voice, "I'll eat here, but I don't want to eat anything else..."

Cooperating with the dark environment, it seemed spooky, Ju Xing trembled and had a bad premonition in his heart, his head was heavy like a weight, and he was about to get up with his hands on the ground: "Then what do you want to eat, brother?" Go buy it for you, you stay here for a while, I'll be right back."

The feathers on his body seemed to be stuck and he couldn't tear it off. Juxing's hands and feet were like a tortoise that was turned over and scratched in the air twice. He couldn't get rid of the prison of the prime minister's son.

The prime minister's son was about the same size as him, but weighed a lot more than him. He pressed tightly against his body, his cheek pressed against his chest, his legs pressed down on his knees, and he took a deep breath. Tone slowly lowered his collar with his teeth.

"What are you doing?" Jupiter wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, grabbing the boy's collar and trying to pick him up, because there was no strength at all in the lying posture, and the boy was as heavy as Mount Tai, no matter how much Jupiter twisted He stood still and could only speak harshly.

The prime minister's son raised his face and glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and immediately lay down on the ground as if he didn't want to waste time, licking and biting Jupiter's skin like he said he really wanted to eat himself .

"Fuck, system, I'm quitting, hurry up... hurry up... this is a psycho, this kid is not claustrophobic, right? Shit, he bit me." Ju Xing frantically turned his head and moved his upper body to avoid the prime minister's son's tongue and teeth, but it was useless.

The system is already dumbfounded, what a fart, he is kissing you, that means, this, this... is... the third one!

Ju Xing, who didn't get a response from the system, became even more anxious. The prime minister's son turned slightly to remove the restraint on his legs. Ju Xing immediately bent his legs and kicked forward. Who knew that he hadn't succeeded yet, and his raised calf was just caught, and his knee rubbed against him. Somewhere, it was scorching hot, and Jupiter was dumbfounded on the spot. I was so tired, and after I realized it, I quickly turned over and planned to crawl away.

He was dragged back by the hem of the clothes, his waist and eyes were tightly clasped, and his lower body was numb and completely powerless. Ju Xing widened his eyes and looked at the prime minister's son who was slowly climbing up again, staring stubbornly: "You What do you want to do? I heard you said that you are hungry and kindly want to get you something to eat. What do you want to do?"

Ju Xing, who was already stunned, was speechless, completely forgetting that the culprit for the boy's presence here was himself.

The prime minister's son smashed his mouth, his eyes were full of obsession, and his voice was hoarse: "Brother, you smell so sweet, I want to eat it."

eat your sister.

Jupiter raised one foot and kicked it fiercely, but because he lost his strength, he was held limply by the prime minister's son in his small hand, slowly took off his shoes, and was moistened by the hot spring water that His Highness the Princess got from nowhere good skin.

Even in the dark, you can feel its delicate texture, imagining the milky white luster in the sun, the prime minister's son sucked his nose, stretched out his tongue to lick away the tears falling from the corner of his mouth.

A bad premonition rose from the tailbone, and Jupiter hurriedly pulled his feet back and said something, a burst of wetness came from his toes, and goose bumps all over his body one after another.

It will be like opening your mouth and being unable to speak, you can only feel the friction of rough particles and the collision of hard teeth, the insteps of your feet are tensed, and your legs are tightly tensed.

Jupiter is not stupid, if he doesn't know what the prime minister's son wants to do, he is really stupid.

"You can't." Jupiter lowered his head vigorously but only saw a dark head facing him.

The prime minister's son raised his head, with two glistening drops of saliva still hanging from the corners of his lips, he climbed up a little bit to press down on his leg, and said with a smile like an innocent boy, "Brother smells so sweet."

Hong your second uncle.

Jupiter stared and still held back his words.

The prime minister's son frowned, raised Juxing's feet to show him, and muttered to himself, "But it also smells bad."

After speaking, he laughed again, licked the curled up big toe without hesitation, and suggested, "Then let me cover it for my brother, just like covering those black and blue scars on my body."

Ju Xing's eyes froze, his face was filled with embarrassment and indignation, who the hell is this kid, and why does he know everything.

Last night, because a certain place was unavailable, he really helped the princess get it out with his feet. Now his face was full of embarrassment, and he was about to open his mouth to change the subject. His waist was cold, and when he looked down, he found the pure smile of the prime minister's son Facing himself, but from his angle, it was really weird in his eyes.

"Brother, I'm so hungry, I want to eat." The prime minister's son wrinkled his small face and pouted his lips as if acting like a baby, his chin arched on Juxing's leg, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He seemed to exude a sweet smell that he didn't know what it was. The stimulating Jupiter was comfortable and smooth, as if soaked in warm sweet soup, the tip of his nose was full of sweet breath, just wanted to sleep peacefully like this, just Even the tongue licking on his body is as comfortable as a massage.

Now Jupiter knows that he must have used some magic that he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to talk to him at all, so he can only lie on the ground, and his whole body is like a big white and soft marshmallow package, comfortable He could only listen to him talking to himself quietly.

"You..." Juxing arched his body suddenly, and inserted his hands deeply into the prime minister's son's hair. After a word escaped from his mouth, he was speechless again.

The prime minister's son puffed up his cheeks with an innocent and harmless smile, raised his head and said vaguely, "Brother is so delicious."

Jupiter's whole body stiffened by his stimulation, his mind was in chaos, he had even forgotten who he was, where he was, what he was doing, and why he was here.

I have never tried to enter such a wet and tight place, my scalp is numb, and even Jupiter can feel the hair stand on end.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the firewood room was opened with a bang, and Ju Xing twitched all over his body for a while, and his eyes went blank in a daze.

The lamp god stood at the door and looked coldly at the prime minister's son who was still lying on Juxing's body. He strode over and threw him away, picked up Juxing and turned to leave.

The prime minister's son was not afraid at all. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and said provocatively behind his back with a smile, "It's delicious."

The lamp god paused and continued to move forward.

"What are you pretending to be? I don't think so." The prime minister's son stretched out the back of his hand and wiped his mouth indiscriminately. He tidied up his crumpled clothes and struggled to get up to follow behind. His eyebrows frowned and he raised his head suddenly, " Are you free?"

"Are you faster than the princess?" The prime minister's son was full of surprise. He knew that he was the weakest, but he thought that the princess would be the fastest one in the end, but he didn't expect it to be the guy who lived in the lamp.

The lamp god turned his face away, glanced at his flushed face with disdain, and tightened his grip on the person in his arms: "If you can be more pure-hearted and ascetic, it may be faster."

The prime minister's son flattened his mouth: "You can bear it, but I can't help it." He frowned and complained, "Princess is really cruel, but you are really powerful, so you can hold back even if you look at it, I almost went in .” The voice was full of admiration.

The lamp god turned around abruptly: "Are you there?"

The prime minister's son glanced up and down, and suddenly felt embarrassed: "I want to see him. I promise no one will see me, so I won't cause trouble."

"It's best to be like this." The lamp god's tone was full of warning, and he glanced at the man in his arms who hadn't recovered, gathered his clothes, and carried him back to the room.

The prime minister's son stuck out his tongue behind him: "The real murderer." He licked his lips and showed a satisfied smile, "It's so sweet, come again next time."

With a snap of his fingers, he disappeared out of thin air.

Jupiter instinctively grabbed his clothes, his hot cheeks pressed against his thick and powerful arms, unable to recover for a long time.

The lamp god gently placed him on the bed, waved his big hand in front of his eyes, his round eyes finally closed, and two tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

With another snap of his fingers, Ju Xing suddenly opened his eyes, like a fish that had been out of water and was suddenly put back into the water. Standing on the bed and seeing a figure in front of him, he immediately retreated, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands and leaning against the foot of the bed, like a frightened bird that would flap its wings and flee at any time, with a hoarse voice full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

"Master, I am your faithful servant." The lamp god has now turned into a human form, wearing a large thick linen clothes, standing obediently in front of the window like an ordinary man, except for one arm The posture in front of the chest and the expression of lowered eyebrows remained unchanged.

Ju Xing stared at it for a long while, and then he could vaguely discern the outline of the lamp god, and then he was relieved, and let out a long breath: "It's you."

He raised his head and said doubtfully, "Why did you show up without calling you?"

A sternness flashed in the eyes of the lamp god, and he lowered his head and replied obediently: "I sensed the appearance of magic around me, and I am afraid that the master will be hurt."

Jupiter's body froze, it really was magic, no wonder he looked like a half-grown child, but he suppressed himself so hard that he had no strength at all. When he finally released it, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he didn't wake up until the lamp god's help. .

This meeting was another shock, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Did you just...did you see something?"

The lamp god pursed his lips for a long while without speaking.

Silence is the answer, Ju Xing lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, so he raised his head for a long time and smiled sarcastically: "Hehe, where's that kid?"

"Sent back to the palace." The lamp god gritted his teeth and said.

"Yeah." Ju Xing lay down, staring at the cloth on the bed in a daze, and suddenly turned his head to look at the lamp god who was still standing beside the bed, "Do you want to go back?"

"Everything is obeyed by the master."

"Put a bed there, that's right there, and then don't go back to that lamp when you have nothing to do in the future." Ju Xing stretched out his hand and gestured at the opposite side. Now his room is cleaned by the lamp god, Mu Xing Silk usually doesn't come in.

"Yes, master." The corner of the lamp god's mouth curled into an imperceptible smile.

"I'll sleep for a while, your voice should be quieter." I don't know if it was just affected by magic, and my head felt a little uncomfortable. Jupiter pulled the quilt up to cover his chin, and his mind was in chaos, as if he couldn't find the end of the thread. Fell asleep soon.

The lamp god stood on the spot and looked at his sleeping face carefully, and slowly approached and lifted the quilt. The clothes and pants that had just been taken off by the prime minister's son had not been put back on again, and they were hanging loosely on his knees, which had already softened. There are still tears of business hanging on the little one, curled up aggrieved, moving from time to time as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

With his long legs straddled, the lamp god lay on his side, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and gently turned him over.The two circles behind are exposed.

Sure enough, there was no magic at all, and it was still red and swollen, even a little turned out.

The lamp god pursed his lips and waved his hands, intending to heal completely. The scene of the previous two nights flashed in his mind uninterruptedly. The hand he just stretched out changed gestures in mid-air, and a small bottle appeared on the palm of his hand.

The third!

The system silently calculated in its heart, wondering if Shu Yan would come back, if Juxing's small body might not be able to bear it.

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