Generals and Puppet Emperors

Skipping meals is a bad thing.

Even if there is a pile of excrement next to me, the stench is so high, and the surrounding air is very bad, flying sand is all over the sky, there is no reason not to eat.I was anxious, the wind was blowing under my feet, and there was a thought in my heart for a moment: What if Aman was starved to death.

In fact, I know in my heart that the food in the prison is generally not very good, but Aman used to be an emperor after all, and he should treat people well. The food in the prison is really not that bad, let alone the sun has not risen to the top of the head now. , it's still early for dinner.I found myself in a demonic barrier, and I was willing to go in and get trapped. If my colleagues in the army found out, I would have to use rough words to make fun of it. Naturally, I would be careful not to let them know. How could Aman call those rough skins? The rough guy with a thick flesh and a lot of other things is thinking about it all day long.

The maid next to me who came to call me followed me closely, like a brown candy that I couldn’t get rid of. I counted how many winks she had given me overtly and secretly since she came to me... like eyelids constantly Like twitching, thanks to her telling me such big news, I simply said nothing and let her cling.

Entering the room where Aman was staying, I was startled by the darkness in the room. This room is considered the best in the whole house for me, with good lighting and good Feng Shui. It's warm in summer and cool in summer, but now it's done like this.I was taken aback, and my first reaction was that the maid I sent over had no material, and I felt a little regretful.

As long as I am not good at tidying up, I will keep the room bright and full of vitality.

"... Ah, princess, why don't you eat?" I was so lucky that I called out Aman directly. The nickname we call girls at this time is Meng Lang. Although I am a girl, I finally realized that I am a girl. Abnormal, I feel a bit awkward calling her that in front of A Man.

"I'm no longer a princess." Aman's expression was gloomy, with a trace of melancholy lingering between her brows. Only then did I take a serious look at her, and realized that the smiling and cheerful Aman was already a shadow of the past. The current Aman makes my heart ache.Whether she is seven or eight years old, she looks like an adult, with no smile on her face, as if she has grown up and matured overnight after experiencing all this.

Aman has grown slender, her round face has been sharpened, she no longer sees baby fat, her face is dull, she doesn't know if there are dimples on both sides of her cheeks, her face is still a little green, but she can already see the beauty of the mold.

I said soothingly, and drove the maid out by the way, leaving the two of us alone.

"In my heart, you will always be the former princess." It was also my Aman, who was touched by my earnestness. She blinked slowly, her eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, and followed one by one. Fanning, with speechless fragility, I suddenly wanted to hold her in my arms.

My heart moved at will, although I tried my best to restrain the rising thoughts, but I was still getting closer to Aman.

It was very close, and the fine pores could be seen, and I remembered the semi-forced kiss I placed on Aman's forehead.

For a moment, my heart was a little fluttering, and my whole body flew away.

Suddenly, there was a tickling feeling in the hand.

I looked down and saw Aman buried her head in my hand.

If the protagonists were replaced by a woman and a man, it would probably be regarded as throwing in the arms, right?

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I suddenly wanted to hold her in my arms and fuck her hard.

Why can't I help but want to write like this when I code.