Bird Raiders

In the end, Ah Ting was dragged out of the bed by the tail by the prince, and Ah Ting, who had turned back into a human form, held his buttocks and said angrily, "I don't want the prince anymore!"

The prince raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I can't ask for it."

Ah Ting immediately faltered, and tentatively stretched his hand forward, grabbing the cuff of the prince, "Don't do this, prince, I will really be very sad."

The prince's mood is very complicated now, he suddenly understands Yi Xuan's thoughts, why would he rather bear all the things alone than tell the other party the cruel truth?

Because I can't bear it.

The prince rejected A Ting three years ago, not out of reluctance, but just for Yi Xuan's exchange, but he pushed A Ting away again three years later, it was really for the good of A Ting.

The lord understands his own intentions, and he understands even after a big fire, those hot and charming dreams, those strings of melted candied haws, and the kiss on the dimples... were not impulsive.

The prince has never been impulsive.

Maybe it was a heartbeat.

He wiped A Ting's hand off his cuff, then looked at A Ting coldly, "If you don't leave, I will personally send you back to the prime minister's residence."

Ah Ting quickly refused, "No, no, there are bad people in the capital who want to bully the prince, you can't go there."

The prince was stunned, it turned out that Ah Ting was worried about him.

"A Ting, we can be friends," the prince pressed his hand and said in a voice that at least sounded gentle to A Ting, "but I live here just to keep people from knowing. My younger sister came here in such a hurry that I have already become famous in the village, do you want the people in the court to know where I am?"

Artin shook his head immediately upon hearing this.

"So, if we are friends, you don't come to my place anymore, that's what's best for me."

A Ting's eyes were so sore, he blinked hard a few times, but they were still sore.

"I see."

The prince persuaded Ah Ting smoothly, but he was not very happy in his heart. He even secretly wanted to let Ah Ting pester him for a while, and act coquettishly, everything is good.

Therefore, people who are used to living a hard life cannot taste the sweetness, even if it is a little bit, they will be addicted.

Ah Ting was very good this time, he didn't need the prince to urge him, he jumped out of bed, looked at the prince reluctantly, and went out.

The prince touched the hole that Ah Ting had drilled out of the quilt just now, it was still warm, the prince leaned over and pressed his cheek against it.

After Ah Ting returned home, he wanted to ask his mother why none of the tricks he taught worked.

There is no one in the back garden, nor in the flower hall, probably in the bedroom.

He walked to the door of the bedroom, but saw that the door of the bedroom was ajar, not closed, and there were rustling voices inside.

Ah Ting felt strange, so he looked inside through the crack of the door, and saw his father sitting on the edge of the bed, his mother straddling his body, with his arms around his neck, the two of them were tightly stuck together, and my mother's clothes were scattered , half exposed shoulders.

Ah Ting was so frightened that he ran away on the spot, and he recovered after returning to his room. He felt his whole body was on fire, and his heart was beating so hard that he could only sit down with his back against the door and hugged his knees. ,

Artin felt that his spiritual world had been hit hard.

Although he knew that his father and mother were very affectionate, and usually his mother liked to cling to his father like brown candy, but this was the first time he saw such a thing with his own eyes.

It was so tight that it felt like two people were becoming one.

too frightening.