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"The previous kings and queens awakened the vice-jun, and told him that he was born to save you, and he will live forever to help you counteract the pain of rebirth from Nirvana. And the vice-jun, has persisted until now." Yuehua said calmly.

Yao was silent for a moment, then said in a daze, "Nirvana happens every few years, and now I'm over [-] years old, and I've been tortured nearly [-] times, Hanxiang..." He took a deep breath, "Why did he Never said that?"

"Vice-jung has always thought that he exists for you, and everything about you is his responsibility and his duty, so..." Yuehua gritted his teeth and said, "He has always existed for you, Wang, you should have done it a long time ago." I know." Vice President, sorry, even if you blame me, I have to tell the truth.

"For me?" Yao widened his eyes.Looking back on everything from childhood to adulthood, one after another, one after another, indeed he has done a lot. Every time he made troubles, he was basically doing the aftermath, and he was always helping to improve all the decisions about political affairs. ...

He for himself...

Yao Qian laughed a few times, and said to himself: "It's a pity that I still target him everywhere."

"My lord, excuse me for talking too much, you owe the vice lord too much." Yuehua said before leaving, this sentence turned around in Yao's mind, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Yao is a good boy who knows his mistakes and corrects them. Although he does not admit in his heart that it was a mistake for him to target that bastard too much, he agrees with Yuehua's conclusion that he owes that person.

In order to express his gratitude, Yao served dinner in person and extended his gracious condolences to the vice lord.

This time, before he entered the house, he understood that he could not forcefully screw the doorknob. Although the door lock that was screwed two days ago had not been repaired, he still waited quietly.

"Come in." Han Xiang's voice was a little hoarse.

After Yao entered, the words he said were all clichés used by the superiors to express condolences to the people in need at the border, but Han Xiang's face turned cold after hearing the first sentence, and his answer was nothing more than three sentences, "Okay." "It's okay." "Thank you for your concern."

After hearing these words for the nth time, Yao felt embarrassed. The atmosphere of the conversation was too dry. How could he express what he wanted to express tactfully?As a king, I can't bow three times and say thank you for your dedication and help all the time.This is too embarrassing!

To be honest, after knowing that Hanxiang sacrificed so much for himself, I wanted to live in peace with him in the future.In fact, it's very easy, as long as I don't target him every time, the relationship between the two is relatively harmonious...

"Brother..." Yao was a little embarrassed, this might be the first time in more than 100 years that he called him so intimately.

Unexpectedly, just after calling, Han Xiang looked at him, and her pupils became clear.

"I know that I have done many things wrong in the past 100 years, and you have helped me a lot. For the sake of the other world, I hope we can coexist peacefully." Yao stretched out his palm, hoping to shake hands with him.

Han Xiang didn't reach out her hand, "The king said it. This is my duty."

Hearing what happened within his duty, Yao felt a faint pain in his heart. He was a prison imposed on him by his father and queen mother, but Yao didn't want to be a drag on his mind. He silently put down his hand and said solemnly: "Actually, I don't want to be like this. Brother, you should be more free. Although, I am very grateful to you."

"You... what do you know? What are you thanking me for?" Han Xiang was very alert, and he asked calmly.

"I know about my physique, and what you have been doing for me, I also know." Yao paused, "I know, you have been doing for me..."

Yao felt that he had said the right thing, but saw that Han Xiang was trembling all over, his mood fluctuated greatly, his body was covered with cold sweat, but his face was extremely indifferent, he said coldly: "You think too much, everything Everything, I am for the other world."

"It was never for you." Han Xiang said every word very clearly, Yao seemed to be hallucinating, his eyes were fixed on Han Xiang's lips, and he could clearly see the mouth shape of each pronunciation.

In fact, Yao is used to such cold conversations, and this is how Han Xiang speaks on weekdays, but for some reason, this sentence penetrated deeply into his heart.

Yao stayed where he was, he couldn't express his emotions, he just felt that in the deepest part of his heart, that place was extremely awkward.

A certain idea gradually came to mind, it was chaotic, but a word jumped back and forth, Yao blurted it out without thinking.

"Stallion……"

Yao didn't say this word in a reproachful tone, and even felt that he was very weird, why did he suddenly pop up such a word.But what surprised him was behind.

"Stallion?" he asked himself questioningly again.

When Yao looked at Hanxiang, there was an extremely painful expression on the other's face, not the pain from the wound, but more like the expression of being stimulated and heartbroken.

"Why do you react so strongly to this word?" Yao asked, "Does a stallion mean anything to you?"

Mentioning this word again, Hanxiang's eyes turned red, and her pale gray eyes were bloodshot.

Yao was stunned for a moment, and felt even more unbelievable. He had never seen Han Xiang about to cry. Isn't he a thousand-year iceberg?

"Get out." Han Xiang clenched the quilt tightly with her right hand, her eyes drifted to one side, and she forcibly held back her tears.

"I... er... shouldn't I mention it? Brother, don't react so much, I'm here this time... er... yes..."

Hanxiang ignored him.

"The stallion means that many people like it. It is very healthy. Brother, look, your situation is also very suitable...I am not wrong..." Yao tried to change the topic just now, but found that he had no talent in this area.

"Get out!" Hanxiang gave the order to evict the guest again.

Yao jumped up on the spot, ready to leave.Han Xiang thought he was too slow, so she drew a formation with one hand and threw him out.

Being thrown out of the door, the door frame slammed into it, it was the first time he was treated like this, Yao also got angry at this time, jumped up and was about to slam into the door, no matter how much he twisted the doorknob, the door wouldn't open.

"Damn it, the door lock was broken just now." Yao cursed a few times, "Maybe that bastard sealed it with a formation..." But when he was angry, he thought that Han Xiang still had injuries, and Yao Finally, he stomped his feet a few times, turned and left.

Yao finished his meal in full swing, not knowing exactly what he ate, so he just kept stuffing it into his mouth. The vampires who brought the food were a little surprised to see him eat so much, but they didn't know what he had eaten. He dared to show it on the surface again, but quickly withdrew.

Alcia only drank two cups of black tea, then opened the lunch box and began to eat her own food—soul fragments.

Alcia's soul fragments may exist in any form, sometimes it is a book, sometimes it is a button, sometimes it may be a piece of cloth, sometimes it may be ice, in different forms, but the same thing is that they can be eaten by Alcia Lose.

So such scenarios are relatively common, for example, he gnaws on a book, an electric fan, a big tree, or even an iceberg... These scenarios are not surprising, Althea is a veritable foodie ---Any item may become his food.When Yao was so angry with his idiot that his stomach hurt, he even thought about quickly finding a piece of Xiang to trick him into eating. Of course, just thinking about it, how could Yao, who loves his "daughter-in-law" so much, do this.

"Mr. Yao, are you in a bad mood?" Sensing the other party's strangeness, Al asked with concern.

Yao: (╬▔dish▔)

Alcia: Σ(°△°|||)︴

"..." Yao almost wanted to confide all the indignation in his heart, but after thinking about it, his sweetheart's brain would not understand, so he chose to express his feelings, "Unhappy."

"Mr. Yao, don't be unhappy." Al stretched out his hand and attached it to the back of his hand, rubbing it lightly.

"Damn, why are your hands so tender... so slippery?" Yao swallowed, the appetite aroused by anger completely disappeared, and all the attention of the whole body was focused on the person opposite.

"Because I used the hand cream that the old vampire gave me~" Alcia smiled, her eyes bent into crescents, "Mr. Yao, do you know that the old vampire's full name is Roger Bolt... Snow, the initials of the three names are shredded radish. Haha, don’t you think it’s interesting?”

"Yeah." Yao quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls of ice water, very good, now his anger is completely suppressed, and indeed his sweetheart is infinitely charming, but the problem is what to do with the newly raised appetite?

"Mr. Yao?" Seeing the other party's eyes straightened, Al tilted his head cutely, and asked, "What's wrong?"

It's really strange, I have shared the bed with Al a few days ago, and I don't have such a strong desire today, why can't I hold back after eating a meal today?Yao squinted her eyes, looking at the cute expression of her sweetheart, she wished she could pounce on her right now, kiss Fangze, fall asleep as soon as she hit her...

Al's soul fragments hadn't been eaten yet, but he felt a pair of hands approaching him with malicious intentions, and there was a tendency to attack the city, gradually moving down from his cheeks...

"Mr. Yao? Do you... want it?" Al's voice hesitated.

This sentence slightly awakened Yao's consciousness. The tearful expression in Al's eyes after the last storm appeared in his mind. His scumbag skills have not had time to practice. Are you sure you will repeat the same mistakes today?

Yao began to wonder whether he should be a beast today, and his eyes dodged.

Seeing that the other party's movements had paused, Al leaned into his ear and asked, "Mr. Yao, are you sure you don't want to continue? We've been sleeping together for four or five days, and you don't move me. It's not normal to say that..."

Yao: (ω). These troublesome subordinates, do they also want to intervene in my king's bed affairs!

"Al, I like you, there is no doubt about it, but I'm afraid you will hurt..." Yao's voice was low and hoarse, suppressing desire.

"Mr. Yao," Althea said in a more seductive tone, "Don't forget, you always call me an idiot and a foodie..." Alcia reached into Yao's pants and squeezed hard, porn|erotic "Would you like me to taste it?" he asked eagerly.

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I drove the car for two chapters...beep~

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