I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 549
Ah Zhao raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Zhan Ming is also staring at her deeply.

She is still alive.

very nice.

"Why didn't you message me for so long when you knew I was back in the palace?" He asked in a low voice.

"You know, I thought..." He suddenly stopped talking.

You know, I thought you were dead.

Never see you again.

A Zhao blinked, and began to look for reasons: "This... I am a boudoir lady, how can I meet His Royal Highness?"

"Miss Boudoir?"

Zhan Ming asked again: "Then why did you appear in the temple in that form?"

"I really don't know about this!" Azhao said this confidently.

"I was seriously ill once before, but then I became inexplicable. As soon as I fell asleep at night, I would appear in your small courtyard."

Been seriously ill once?
Was it because of that man's hunger strike that he almost lost his life?
Zhan Ming found out Ying Zhao's past, but didn't say anything.

He gently lifted a strand of A Zhao's long hair, and said in a low voice, "No matter what the reason is, does this count as A Zhao being destined for me?"

He has spontaneously omitted the word donor.

Yes, destined?
Of course it is fate!
Ah Zhao's eyes were shining, and he nodded quickly.

Seeing Zhanming laughing in his heart, the anger at her concealing himself disappeared.

"Then—" he leaned forward, hoarse, "Azhao said he liked me that day, did he really mean it?"

The scorching breath hit his ear, and Ah Zhao felt that the small piece of skin behind his ear was covered with goosebumps because of Zhao Ming's intimate movements.

How did this man become like this?
Where is my master who is pure in heart and incomprehensible in style?

Ah Zhao's mind was a little confused, but he smelled alcohol on the tip of his nose.

"Have you been drinking?" She widened her eyes.

Zhan Ming said in a low voice: "Since I have returned to vulgarity, I don't care about those precepts."

No wonder...

Ah Zhao tilted his head back and looked at the drunk seriously.

His facial features are still so good-looking. After half a year, his hair has grown a lot, but it is still very short. It doesn't look like it fits well with this king and grandson's robe.

Azhao found it interesting, so he stretched out his hand, and touched the top of his head with a smile.

A bit hard and sticky.

Zhan Ming smiled lowly, and grabbed the bold hand.

"Azhao hasn't answered my question yet."

Knowing that he was drunk, Ah Zhao became more courageous. Hearing this, he glanced at him, stretched out his hand, held this handsome ascetic face, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Master thinks, am I serious?"

Zhan Ming looked at him seriously, and a figure with a sly smile slowly reflected in his bottomless eyes.

"Naughty," he said softly.

Then he lowered his head and grabbed the bright red lips.

This is the first time for him to have a serious taste of female sex.

Zhan Ming closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around the waist of the man in his arms, and pulled him towards him.

Azhao, she definitely didn't know that in the sea of ​​fire in the small courtyard in the mountain, the kiss she pressed lightly on his lips ruined his 20 years of strict rules and regulations, and the innocence and asceticism cultivated by chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha. clean and dry.

……

When Ah Zhao returned to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his face was still a little red.

Seeing this, Qin felt strange and worried: "What did the Crown Princess say?"

Empress Dowager?A Zhaoxin said that I didn't see her at all.

She shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, just a few homely words."

Just as he was speaking, the princess came in from outside the palace.

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It's still early today and I feel good about myself.

Hold out your chest and ask for a monthly pass!
(End of this chapter)