The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

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Saiman carried Harmore to the big bed, and gently put him down.

Harmore immediately turned away to wipe his tears, as if he didn't want Saiman to see him cry.

"I watched you cry all night last night, what are you afraid of now?"

Saiman smiled and said Harmore, stroking Harmore's long hair.

Harmore didn't speak, nor did he blush and shy, but rather lost his temper and didn't want to talk to Saiman.

Naturally, Saiman also knew, and turned Harmore and sat down on the side of the bed.

"Go on! Why are you staying here!"

Harmore still didn't want to watch Saiman, and those who watched the side cried and scolded Saiman.

"Aren't you sad if I really leave?"

Saiman asked, holding Harmore's face in his hands so that Harmore could look at him.

Harmore looked at him, biting his lips with an angry face, but tears were streaming down his face so pitifully.

Saiman sighed, he had nothing to do with Harmore, he was obviously reluctant to let him go, but he insisted on driving him away.

"Is it so difficult to listen to your heart?"

Saiman gently raised his hand to wipe Hamoore's tears, distressed and helpless.

Ha Moore's lips trembled and he didn't speak. What should he say? Could it be that he lowered his face and begged Saiman not to leave, not to abandon him?

"Don't cry, your eyes are already swollen."

Saiman comforted Harmore, and the thumbs of the two hands holding Harmore's face gently touched the tears for Harmore.

Hamoel looked down at Saiman, and did not shed tears, but felt wronged and didn't want to talk to Saiman.

"My fault, I should have waited for you to wake up."

Saiman apologized again, knowing that Harmore was really frightened just now.

"Who needs your apology."

Hamoel said stubbornly that the words did not match his mouth, and kept his head down.

How could Saiman not hear it, and cupped Harmore's face again.

This time, he no longer wiped away Harmore's tears with his hands, but lowered his head and kissed Harmore's red eyes, one light kiss after another.

After being kissed like this, Hamoel didn't lose his temper, and he no longer looked down at Saiman.

A smile appeared on the corner of Saiman's mouth in an instant, and he took the opportunity to put Harmore on his legs and put his big hand on Harmore's thin waist.

Hamoel immediately slapped Saiman's hand away angrily. After crying, his head became even more dizzy and his body became weaker.

"The doctor came to see it just now and said there is nothing serious." Saiman said.

When Harmore heard this, he immediately became nervous, because the doctor who followed him and took care of him was a doctor in the family, and Saiman must have known him.

"I don't ask why your family doctor becomes your personal doctor."

Seeing Harmore clenched his nightgown in a panic, Saiman said in a low voice, and then said, "At least I know that you and my mother's fourth brother are not in the same group."

"Who is with them?"

Harmore scolded loudly, looking very angry.

But after scolding, he bit his lip and looked at Saiman with a face that was about to cry. He never thought of harming Saiman, nor did he think of tarnishing Saiman's reputation. It was the queen who used Saiman to test his loyalty all the time.

In fact, Saiman has always been wrong about one thing. He said that his mother did not give Harmore to him because he wanted to manipulate him, but in fact, the queen has always used Saiman to restrain Harmore.

The queen has always distrusted Harmore, and suspected that Harmore was an undercover agent sent by his family.

So she kept asking Harmore to do bad things for him, and even used Saiman's reputation to test Harmore, because the queen knew that Harmore liked Saiman, and as long as Harmore could attack Saiman, she could trust him.

Harmore was forced to obey the Queen's orders, how could he fall short after deploying for so long, but since then he has suffered from serious sequelae, and this is also the source of his nightmares and dreams of Saiman not wanting him.

"So, you have always been the person who served Sai De?" Sai Man finally pierced the layer of paper.

Harmore bowed his head without explaining, holding his nightgown tightly in silence.

Harmore's silence allowed Saiman to get the answer, and he frowned angrily, "What does your father think about letting a ten-year-old kid go undercover?"

"It's none of my father's business, I chose this path myself."

Harmore said calmly, but looked a little dull.

He looked out of the window, and said with gloomy eyes, "I don't have to go this way, but your mother's power is getting stronger and we have no other way. If I don't do this, Haman will sacrifice, even Accidents will happen to my family, and I don't want to see anyone die."

As Hamoore said, tears fell again, and he covered his face and cried helplessly.

He also wanted to live an easy life, but he had no choice.

He was undercover on the queen's side, and he wanted to rescue Seid from the queen's hand and serve Saiman. After a long time, he had reached the brink of collapse.

"I'm so tired, I'm dying."

Ha Moore couldn't control the tears, and raised his tear-stained face and cried to Saiman for help.

Saiman's eyes were red, and he hugged Harmore into his arms hard, giving him a sense of security.

He had complained about Harmore before, but knowing the burden on Harmore, he was so distressed that he was about to suffocate.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will advance and retreat with you, and I will not let you bear it alone." Saiman promised in a distressed voice.

Hamoore didn't speak, but he grabbed Saiman's clothes and nodded, he chose to trust Saiman.

And before he didn't ask Saiman for help, it was because he was afraid of his father's anger. After all, Saiman was also the queen's son, and too many factors stood between him and Saiman, forcing him not to approach Saiman.