midnight out of control

And Curtis is much cleaner than you. "The king said coldly.

Jack wanted to say something to refute, but he could only keep silent. He could never stand up straight in front of the king, he couldn't face the king like a normal child would face his father, he could only remain humble.

You should never raise your head in front of me, thought the king, hitting Jack enough and not caring more, so he followed Jack's gaze and everything on the dance floor was clear at a glance.

The king is confident: "Curtis is really a perfect talent, I admire him very much, and your sister seems to be too."

"Yes, father. He shines brightly." Jack didn't dare to refute, he didn't even dare to question the king's decision.

"You should be thankful that your sister is a woman." The king sneered and turned away.

Jack's pupils dilated in pain for a moment. He turned his back to the crowd, and his body trembled slightly. The king's words were extremely humiliating, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.Curtis and the princess look so right, Curtis has taken a fancy to the princess?The princess also seems to like Curtis very much...Maybe Curtis will no longer be the captain of the personal guard in the future.And his prince only has the right to command the personal guards. Once Curtis leaves, he doesn't know what to do.He wanted royal power, his father's affirmation, and Curtis's loyalty, but reality reminded him, don't dream, he has nothing, he doesn't deserve anything.

He looks strong, but is actually fragile and sensitive inside.His father's long-term accusations and his mother's neglect gradually dried up his heart.He no longer dared to look forward to any feelings, and now even his loyal captain might leave him.

Jack's tears fell uncontrollably, he hurriedly wiped them away, took a deep breath, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.The prince saw the disagreement between the king and the prince in the corner, and went up to comfort Jack.

Curtis wanted to go up and talk when Jack came in, but there was an endless stream of ministers and princes who came to congratulate him, so he could only bite the bullet and deal with it.When he finished dancing with the princess, he was dragged by the media to take a group photo and sign an autograph. After everything was over, Jack had disappeared.Curtis's head was as big as a bucket, and he wanted to find Jack and have a good chat with him. Some misunderstandings had to be resolved.

Jack and the prince were sitting in the car, and the prince gently touched Jack's head. Maybe his mother would read his jokes, but this uncle Wang would not.Jack knew that Uncle Wang also coveted the throne, and he was in the same camp as himself, so Jack was happy to accept Uncle Wang's superficial surrender.

"Don't be too sad, child," the prince reassured him. "The pain will pass, it's nothing...we'll make it."

"Thank you." Jack put his arms on the steering wheel, buried his head in the crook of his arms, and couldn't help but shed tears again. The prince looked at this scene in embarrassment, and rolled his eyes inwardly. He really couldn't stand this weak prince who was crying all the time. , so he patted Jack on the back symbolically, and left without stopping.

The award ceremony finally came to an end, and Curtis avoided the crowd and came to the prince's residence.The residence was dark, maybe the prince hadn't come back yet, it didn't matter, Curtis decided to wait for him downstairs and explain clearly.

The prince's car drove in slowly and stopped beside the garden. The prince opened the door and walked out.Curtis stood in the shadow of the porch and looked at the prince. The moonlight was not too bright, and he could only vaguely outline a figure, but he still recognized the silhouette that belonged to the prince at a glance.The prince left the award ceremony early, but came back so late, who did he go to hang out with?As long as he thought that the prince might be with someone else, Curtis couldn't help being a little angry.

Jack was still in a daze, and all the grievances, resentment, and frustrations of these years had weighed on his heart, making his soul tormented.After he left the award ceremony, he drove to the suburbs and cried once, and now his heart is much numb and not so sad.He took out his keys, there was no guard in front of the house, he was exhausted, he just wanted to go home and get a good night's sleep.

He opened the door without noticing Curtis. The moment he entered, Curtis entered with him and closed the door forcefully.

Jack turned on the light and couldn't help being surprised to find Curtis right in front of him.Curtis looked at Jack's red eyes and nose, and there was a suspicious gleam of water on his lips. He couldn't restrain his anger and forgot to have a good talk with Jack. Curtis, who lost his mind, could no longer maintain his usual Deputy loyally pretended to be low-key, and he asked Jack: "It's so late? Where have you been?"

Jack didn't understand why Curtis was angry. He just felt that Curtis was unusual tonight. He didn't want Curtis to know that he had cried. It would be useless, so he lowered his head to avoid Curtis' gaze.But when he saw the medal on Curtis's chest, which was pinned by the king himself, Jack couldn't keep his mind.His broken emotions finally had a gap, and he had to vent it all at once. Jack reached out and tore Curtis's chest, trying to grab the medal, but Curtis grabbed his arm, restrained him, and ruthlessly He slammed it hard on the door.

Curtis's strength was too great, and Jack felt a sharp pain in his back for a moment. His handsome face was twisted in pain, and he roared angrily: "What are you doing!"

Curtis didn't say a word, the silence was almost terrifying, and he just pressed him hard.

Jack was sobbing and struggling, but he couldn't get rid of Curtis's grip.Curtis was afraid that the noise would attract the guards and cause unnecessary trouble, so he dragged Jack into the house.

Curtis's anger calmed down a bit, Jack still had that princely aura on him, and he didn't smell like anyone else, which reassured him a little.He realized that he might have hurt the prince, and looked down, and sure enough, there was a red mark on the prince's white wrist. He immediately began to blame himself, let go of the prince, and stood aside with his head bowed.

"Sorry, Your Highness." Curtis regained his senses and immediately apologized, "I'm so excited, can you forgive me?"

"Forgive you for what?" Jack adjusted his collar, noticing Curtis' abnormality, "forgive you for going too far? Or forgive you for stealing my honor?"

Curtis wished he could pluck his head off and give it to Jack for him to play with. He only hoped that Jack would not mind this matter, not to misunderstand himself, and not to doubt his loyalty.

"I'm not trying to take your honor away." Curtis explained, "Everything is the king's will."

Of course Jack knew that the king favored Curtis to make himself unhappy, and it was not Curtis' fault, but he still couldn't help but want to vent his emotions to Curtis.

"You want to say you're innocent?" Jack accuses him. "I see you stole the show today. Are you a prince?"

Curtis had nothing to say, and just stood there letting Jack vent.

"Father has always looked down on me, because I like men, so everything I do is wrong, I am dirty." Jack no longer concealed, "What about you, Curtis."

"I'm really curious." Jack's eyes flickered, revealing an inexplicable ambiguity, and he slowly approached Curtis, "Father said you are clean, and my sister admires you so much, and I want to know, Do you deserve this appreciation?"

Jack was too close to him, and the breath of the prince rushed towards his face. Curtis suffocated uncontrollably, swallowed, his chest heaved violently, looked into Jack's eyes fascinatedly, and murmured: "Your Highness..."

"Call me Jack." The prince reached out to Curtis's shoulder and hugged him. Curtis was already trembling with excitement, and quickly hugged the prince tightly, and the two were close together.

"Sorry, Jack." Curtis took a deep breath of the prince's breath, which was so hard that it was about to explode. He buried his head on the prince's neck, "Will you listen to my explanation?"

The prince pushed Curtis away, and Curtis looked at him inexplicably.There was a sweet and vicious smile on the prince's face. He licked his lips and moved his head close to Curtis again. Breathing intertwined, he said softly: "Father may be wrong, I think you are dirtier than me .”

Curtis breathed heavily, looking at Jack, he couldn't maintain his sanity, the prince at this moment was like a poisonous sweet berry, and he couldn't help but want to taste the deliciousness.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Jack murmured, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips to Curtis.

Curtis lost his mind at this moment. The animal nature in his body was completely stimulated by this sexy stunner, and he kissed back crazily. A prince is what he really wants.

He tried his best to ask for it, countless fireworks exploded in his mind, and his broad palm moved down, caressing Jack's cock, the prince was just as rumored, he liked men, and the thing standing upright in Curtis's hand was the best proof .

After the kiss was over, Jack gasped. This kiss proved all the answers. He looked at Curtis sarcastically, his eyes full of complacency, as if to say, Father, you are a dirty homosexual, too. You are tempted by me, you are not as good as me.

Curtis acquiesced to everything. He hugged Jack again, calmed down, and said affectionately: "I can do anything for you. If you think I don't deserve the medal, I can resign."

"Come on." Although Jack taunted him, he was still moved by the sincerity in his words. It was also at this moment that he felt Curtis's loyal heart and affection, "It doesn't have to be like this, it seems to be rewarding me .”

"I just want you to be happy, Jack. You can ask me to do anything." Curtis patted Jack on the back, comforting this fragile and beautiful life. He thought that he might have been poisoned by Jack, but he enjoyed it , even if Jack told him to die now, he would not hesitate.He has a kind of chivalry, only loyal to the prince