doodle prince
Chapter 20
The place where Chen Feng and Yuanhang Technology agreed to sign the contract is the president's office, and the time is one hour later.
After all, he is the one who is more impatient now.
Sitting in a taxi, Chen Feng searched for "Dream Eater" on the web.
There is no trace of the game "Dream Eater" on the Internet, but the reports of "Dream Eater" comics are overwhelming.
This is a group portrait comic that became popular six years ago. The genre is urban suspense decryption. The first case in it is to decipher the truth about the plane crash of the protagonist Ye Tongfang's parents.
And this Ye Tongfang is the protagonist that Yuanhang Technology Company wants to delete in the game, and it is also the NPC that has self-awareness in the game and ran out.
The pen name of the author of this comic is CF, and he directly capitalizes the initials of Chen Feng's name, which is simply perfunctory.
But even so, the real identity of this cartoonist is still very mysterious, even his name, gender, and age are all marked as unknown on Baidu Encyclopedia.
Chen Feng searched the internet for the comics that CF once drew, but he read from beginning to end. Among the as many as 20 long and short comics, none of the comics were set in the Huming world, and none of the comics had a protagonist named The night is bright.
CF has never mentioned the prince's name on any occasion, nor has he published the prince's portrait on any social platform.
This is his private treasure, never shared with anyone.
Not long after, Chen Feng arrived at the president's office of Yuanhang Technology.
After the secretary took him in, he closed the door.
Mr. He had been waiting for him inside for a long time, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then immediately got to the point.
He Zhou handed the contract in front of him, but Chen Feng did not touch the contract and said, "Mr. He, before signing the contract, I would like to hear the specific version about the awakening of the NPC."
"Mr. Chen, I've already told you on the phone what I need to say. For more details, I'm sorry I can't answer."
Chen Feng opened the contract, glanced at it, and said: "About this contract, I think it is completely possible to draw up a new one. I can give you a permanent and unlimited authorization for adaptation for free."
He Zhou was unmoved: "If Mr. Chen has read the contract, he should know that the adapted game will not be commercialized, or even released to the public. Strictly speaking, this is not a commercial cooperation, but a A private purchase."
The implication is that more money and less money is not a problem at all.
Chen Feng praised sincerely: "Mr. He is really rich and powerful."
He Zhou smiled as if remembering something, his lips curled up in a happy arc, and his voice was stained with a smile like a spring breeze: "Wealth and grandeur are not counted, I just want to give it to my lover as a gift."
Chen Feng could see that ordinary negotiation was useless to this person, and he could only exchange the truth for the truth.
Chen Feng looked up at He Zhou and said, "Mr. He doesn't want to know why I'm so interested in that NPC story?"
He Zhou raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
Chen Feng continued: "Mr. He thinks, whose fault is it that the NPC escaped from the game?"
He Zhou hesitated for a moment, and replied, "A question about the game programmer?"
"What if I say it might be my problem?"
He Zhou frowned and looked up at him.
Chen Feng's tone was calm: "Mr. He, I didn't come to ask you about this matter because I was very curious, but because I found that similar situations appeared in my other comic works."
He Zhou sat up straight, his expression became serious: "The character in your comic... ran out?"
Chen Feng nodded.
He Zhou was silent for a long time, then suddenly opened his mouth and told the story.
Perhaps because of the personal privacy involved, He Zhou didn't explain the matter in too much detail, but only focused on the matter of the awakened NPC.
In fact, the matter is very simple. The game they adapted is a holographic game. The NPCs in it are like real people, and one of the NPCs has self-awareness and realizes that he is just a virtual character. The player's body escaped from the game, and finally, the programmer deleted all the personal data of that NPC, and everything returned to normal.
They always thought that this NPC incident was caused by a loophole in the program, and they never suspected that it was related to the original work.
He Zhou said that after the awakened NPC found out the truth of the matter, he made many crazy moves.
When he said this, he paused, looked up at Chen Feng with some worry, and asked him if the character from the comics was emotionally stable.
Chen Feng was silent for a while, then shook his head.
Not only is it unstable, that person almost wants to take revenge on him as his lifelong goal now.
He Zhou wisely stopped asking.
When Chen Feng came out from Yuanhang Technology Company, it was already late.
Too many things happened today, Chen Feng felt his temples buzzing.
It happened to be raining heavily outside, Chen Feng looked at the pouring rain, and wondered whether to rush out directly, or put on his coat and rush out.
At this moment, a young man handed over an umbrella: "Use this."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, took the umbrella and said thanks: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The young man smiled.
Ah, good man.
Chen Feng admired the virtues of this stranger from the bottom of his heart.
Chen Feng opened his umbrella and walked into the rain.
At this moment, the voice of Mr. He suddenly came from behind.
"Qiu Yanzhi, why didn't I know that you like helping others so much?" His tone was ambiguous, half sour.
"Because the housekeeper stuffed two umbrellas, but I just want to take one with you."
Then there was a slightly excited sound of cloth rubbing behind him.
Chen Feng: "..."
It turned out that Mr. He's lover was a man.
It turns out that good people don't exist for no reason.
Holding an umbrella, Chen Feng walked down the steps step by step, but suddenly froze when he raised his head.
The prince stood on the opposite side of the road without an umbrella or hiding under the eaves. The rain soaked his hair and clothes, and his whole body was terribly wet. He looked at Chen Feng with red eyes, resentful, unwilling and embarrassed.
Chen Feng's heart tightened.
With long, rapid steps he hurried towards the Prince, and lifted the umbrella over his head.
"Did you know?" The prince raised his head and stared at him viciously.
Chen Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The prince's eyes became redder immediately, he opened his mouth, and bit Chen Feng's arm angrily.
Chen Feng threw the umbrella in a hurry, pinched his chin with his hand, and pulled his arm away to prevent him from biting himself.
"If you bite the blood, you will be hurt." Chen Feng subconsciously wiped the rain on his face, because the rain fell on his face, which looked like tears.
After wiping it twice, he realized that he couldn't wipe it clean like this, so he bent down and opened the umbrella again.
"I hate you," said the prince suddenly.
Chen Feng said: "I know."
He should hate himself.
Chen Feng thought.
If he were a little prince, he would hate himself too.
Although Chen Feng didn't understand the truth of the matter, he roughly guessed the content at this moment.
The war in the Huming Realm, the disappearance of the prince's parents, and the pain the little prince experienced were all caused by him.
What he created on the paper with a few strokes of his hand became the most painful knife for the little prince.
He should hate himself, and he should take revenge on himself.
"Have you been drinking?" Chen Feng supported the little prince's crumbling body, and asked him softly.
The little prince didn't speak, but he leaned into Chen Feng's arms dizzily.
Chen Feng put his arms around his shoulders, looked around, and wanted to hail a taxi.
But at this moment, it was raining heavily, and there was no one around, let alone a taxi.
The prince's head drooped suddenly, and seeing that he was about to fall, Chen Feng hurriedly wrapped his arms around his waist again, locking him tightly in his arms.
Just when he was wrapping around the prince's waist, Chen Feng suddenly felt something in the prince's pocket hitting his hand, as if... It was a pen.
Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Feng was suddenly moved. He reached out and took the pen out of the prince's pocket.
Sure enough, it was the magic pen of Ma Liang.
Chen Feng took out his pen and realized that there was no paper on his body at all. He felt all over his body, and then took out a business card of Mr. He from his pocket.
With an umbrella tucked around his neck and his arms around the prince, Chen Feng drew a stroke on his business card with difficulty, and suddenly a... three-wheeled motorcycle appeared in front of him.
It's not that he doesn't want to draw cars.
He just searched at home. Although he found the driver's license, he has never driven a car since he lost his memory, so he was afraid that something might go wrong.
As for this kind of tricycle, he still drove it on the construction site.
Although the space for drawing on the business card is limited, Chen Feng still tried his best to draw meticulously. He not only drew the shed for shelter from the rain, but also painted cushions and quilts inside.
Chen Feng put the prince into the back of the tricycle, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
He wiped the rain off his face and found that he still had a pen in his hand.He was about to return the pen to the prince, but suddenly found some scratches on the pen.
Chen Feng took the pen closer, and took advantage of the light to see the two tiny English letters engraved on it.
CF
It turned out that the owner of this pen was him.
Chen Feng touched the two English letters on the pen, put the pen back into the prince's pocket, covered him with a quilt, and then rode the tricycle back home.
Prince fell asleep obediently all the way on the road, but woke up as soon as he got home.
But it seemed that he was just waking up, not fully awake.
He was sitting on the sofa, staring at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng rummaged through the box and found a set of clean clothes, and handed them to the prince: "Change, your clothes are wet."
"No change." The prince threw the clothes on the ground with a cold face.
Chen Feng felt a little hungry, so he dug out two ham sausages from the cabinet, peeled off one of them, and handed it to the prince: "Are you hungry? This taste is quite delicious."
"Don't eat." The prince slapped the ham sausage on the ground with a cold face.
Chen Feng glanced at the ham sausage on the ground, feeling a little distressed.
I knew that I would pass it to him without tearing the package, so that I can still eat it if it falls on the ground.
Chen Feng sighed, threw the sausage into the trash can, then sat in front of the prince, and asked him, "Why are you angry with me?"
The prince gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not angry with you."
"Okay." Chen Feng changed his wording, "Why are you angry now?"
The prince lowered his head, and he was silent for a long time before finally speaking.
"...so stupid."
Chen Feng asked: "Because you think I'm stupid?"
The prince didn't speak any more. He looked at the wet ground and clenched his fists tightly.
He felt so stupid.
There will never be a more stupid person in the world than him.
How stupid is he to be able to play badly with a good deck of cards?
Chen Feng was obviously just an ordinary human being with no power.
But he couldn't beat him no matter what.
He used to cry softly wrapped in a quilt in the endless night, he once resented Chen Feng's abandonment, and lived on his hatred for Chen Feng.
He once said that to make Chen Feng the most shining existence in every world, he must be completely destroyed, he must be made to die, and his life must be worse than death.
He secretly planned to give Chen Feng one identity after another, experience one world after another, and taste one pain after another.
This has only just begun, and it is over.
Chen Feng already knew his identity, Chen Feng was already immune to memory bugs, and Chen Feng even became the supreme light god in the entire Huming world.
From the beginning to the end, he never saw Chen Feng in pain, never saw Chen Feng sad, never saw Chen Feng shed a tear.
Chen Feng's only sadness was the moment when he learned of Chen Jiuxing's death, and this moment was just an accident. At most, he only knew about it a few minutes earlier than Chen Feng.
His schemes have never made Chen Feng miserable, and his revenge has never been successful.
He is so stupid, how can there be such a stupid person in the world?
He felt that no matter what he did, he couldn't completely get revenge on Chen Feng.
The prince didn't want to stay any longer, he wanted to go away at once.
He stretched out his hands to support the rest of the sofa, preparing to stand up.
"Peng—"
Due to excessive strength, he collapsed the entire sofa.
Without support, he sat on the ground.
The ground was wet and cold, and there were hard thorns from the sawdust on the sofa.
Suddenly the prince couldn't bear it any longer. He sat on the ground, broke down and burst into tears.
He's so stupid, he can fall down even sitting up.
Chen Feng was startled when he saw the prince crying suddenly. He saw the prince sitting on the ground, and was afraid that the sawdust on the sofa would hit him, so he picked him up, put him on another sofa chair, and squatted down. Going in front of him, carefully wiped his tears, and asked, "What's the matter, did you hurt from the fall?"
Get out, don't need your fake kindness!
As soon as the prince opened his hand, his eyes were red but fierce, like a little wolf.
Just now Chen Feng didn't wipe his tears clean, but now there are still tears on his cheeks, Chen Feng held his face, stretched out his thumb, and wiped away the tears on his cheeks, the prince opened his mouth again, bitterly Bite down on Chen Feng's hand.
Chen Feng hurriedly pulled out his hand, but it was still a step too late. The little prince's teeth were too sharp. Even if he didn't bite down, Chen Feng's hand was cut. touched the corner of the little prince's lips.
The little prince cried out in pain.
Chen Feng hurriedly wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips, but the corners of his lips were still corroded by the blood, Chen Feng could almost see with the naked eye that the corners of the little prince's lips were about to be corroded.
Chen Feng felt like his brain exploded with a bang, and his brain couldn't control his actions. By the time he realized it, his lips had already touched the corner of the prince's injured lips.
The prince suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his whole body froze in place. There were still tears in his eyes, and his body was still trembling slightly, but he forgot to cry at this moment.
Chen Feng suddenly felt that the skin touched by his lips was gradually repairing, and the faint burnt smell just now disappeared without a trace.
There was a moment of confusion in the brain's thoughts.
A boy's voice sounded in his head again.
"Just a kiss."
...just a kiss.
Chen Feng seemed to have finally found some reason, he closed his eyes, hugged the little prince in his arms, and continued to kiss the skin at the corner of his mouth earnestly.
The place of the kiss gradually deviated, and the purpose was completely forgotten.
When the lips touch the upper lip, it is soft and sweet, with some very light, mellow wine smell.
Sure enough, he was drunk.
The smell of wine lingers between the lips and teeth of the two of them. I don't know who the drunk person is. His body seems to be stepping on the clouds, just like floating on the surface of the water. The whole body is filled with clouds, mist and water vapor. Not reaching the corner, floating like a balloon, floating into the clouds, swinging into the sea, endless.
The lips are separated from the lips, and the breath is gradually separated.
The corners of the little prince's lips were clean without any scars. He raised his head blankly, with tears still hanging on his face, but they were already cold.He seemed to be frightened, opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he made a sound.
"...you...why, why did you kiss me?"
Chen Feng pressed his forehead against his, and looked into his eyes.
He said, "Because I like you."
The little prince opened his eyes in shock.
Chen Feng smiled and repeated: "Your Highness, I like you."
You can start revenge on me.
I will help you complete your revenge, perfect.
So don't cry.
After all, he is the one who is more impatient now.
Sitting in a taxi, Chen Feng searched for "Dream Eater" on the web.
There is no trace of the game "Dream Eater" on the Internet, but the reports of "Dream Eater" comics are overwhelming.
This is a group portrait comic that became popular six years ago. The genre is urban suspense decryption. The first case in it is to decipher the truth about the plane crash of the protagonist Ye Tongfang's parents.
And this Ye Tongfang is the protagonist that Yuanhang Technology Company wants to delete in the game, and it is also the NPC that has self-awareness in the game and ran out.
The pen name of the author of this comic is CF, and he directly capitalizes the initials of Chen Feng's name, which is simply perfunctory.
But even so, the real identity of this cartoonist is still very mysterious, even his name, gender, and age are all marked as unknown on Baidu Encyclopedia.
Chen Feng searched the internet for the comics that CF once drew, but he read from beginning to end. Among the as many as 20 long and short comics, none of the comics were set in the Huming world, and none of the comics had a protagonist named The night is bright.
CF has never mentioned the prince's name on any occasion, nor has he published the prince's portrait on any social platform.
This is his private treasure, never shared with anyone.
Not long after, Chen Feng arrived at the president's office of Yuanhang Technology.
After the secretary took him in, he closed the door.
Mr. He had been waiting for him inside for a long time, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then immediately got to the point.
He Zhou handed the contract in front of him, but Chen Feng did not touch the contract and said, "Mr. He, before signing the contract, I would like to hear the specific version about the awakening of the NPC."
"Mr. Chen, I've already told you on the phone what I need to say. For more details, I'm sorry I can't answer."
Chen Feng opened the contract, glanced at it, and said: "About this contract, I think it is completely possible to draw up a new one. I can give you a permanent and unlimited authorization for adaptation for free."
He Zhou was unmoved: "If Mr. Chen has read the contract, he should know that the adapted game will not be commercialized, or even released to the public. Strictly speaking, this is not a commercial cooperation, but a A private purchase."
The implication is that more money and less money is not a problem at all.
Chen Feng praised sincerely: "Mr. He is really rich and powerful."
He Zhou smiled as if remembering something, his lips curled up in a happy arc, and his voice was stained with a smile like a spring breeze: "Wealth and grandeur are not counted, I just want to give it to my lover as a gift."
Chen Feng could see that ordinary negotiation was useless to this person, and he could only exchange the truth for the truth.
Chen Feng looked up at He Zhou and said, "Mr. He doesn't want to know why I'm so interested in that NPC story?"
He Zhou raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
Chen Feng continued: "Mr. He thinks, whose fault is it that the NPC escaped from the game?"
He Zhou hesitated for a moment, and replied, "A question about the game programmer?"
"What if I say it might be my problem?"
He Zhou frowned and looked up at him.
Chen Feng's tone was calm: "Mr. He, I didn't come to ask you about this matter because I was very curious, but because I found that similar situations appeared in my other comic works."
He Zhou sat up straight, his expression became serious: "The character in your comic... ran out?"
Chen Feng nodded.
He Zhou was silent for a long time, then suddenly opened his mouth and told the story.
Perhaps because of the personal privacy involved, He Zhou didn't explain the matter in too much detail, but only focused on the matter of the awakened NPC.
In fact, the matter is very simple. The game they adapted is a holographic game. The NPCs in it are like real people, and one of the NPCs has self-awareness and realizes that he is just a virtual character. The player's body escaped from the game, and finally, the programmer deleted all the personal data of that NPC, and everything returned to normal.
They always thought that this NPC incident was caused by a loophole in the program, and they never suspected that it was related to the original work.
He Zhou said that after the awakened NPC found out the truth of the matter, he made many crazy moves.
When he said this, he paused, looked up at Chen Feng with some worry, and asked him if the character from the comics was emotionally stable.
Chen Feng was silent for a while, then shook his head.
Not only is it unstable, that person almost wants to take revenge on him as his lifelong goal now.
He Zhou wisely stopped asking.
When Chen Feng came out from Yuanhang Technology Company, it was already late.
Too many things happened today, Chen Feng felt his temples buzzing.
It happened to be raining heavily outside, Chen Feng looked at the pouring rain, and wondered whether to rush out directly, or put on his coat and rush out.
At this moment, a young man handed over an umbrella: "Use this."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, took the umbrella and said thanks: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The young man smiled.
Ah, good man.
Chen Feng admired the virtues of this stranger from the bottom of his heart.
Chen Feng opened his umbrella and walked into the rain.
At this moment, the voice of Mr. He suddenly came from behind.
"Qiu Yanzhi, why didn't I know that you like helping others so much?" His tone was ambiguous, half sour.
"Because the housekeeper stuffed two umbrellas, but I just want to take one with you."
Then there was a slightly excited sound of cloth rubbing behind him.
Chen Feng: "..."
It turned out that Mr. He's lover was a man.
It turns out that good people don't exist for no reason.
Holding an umbrella, Chen Feng walked down the steps step by step, but suddenly froze when he raised his head.
The prince stood on the opposite side of the road without an umbrella or hiding under the eaves. The rain soaked his hair and clothes, and his whole body was terribly wet. He looked at Chen Feng with red eyes, resentful, unwilling and embarrassed.
Chen Feng's heart tightened.
With long, rapid steps he hurried towards the Prince, and lifted the umbrella over his head.
"Did you know?" The prince raised his head and stared at him viciously.
Chen Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The prince's eyes became redder immediately, he opened his mouth, and bit Chen Feng's arm angrily.
Chen Feng threw the umbrella in a hurry, pinched his chin with his hand, and pulled his arm away to prevent him from biting himself.
"If you bite the blood, you will be hurt." Chen Feng subconsciously wiped the rain on his face, because the rain fell on his face, which looked like tears.
After wiping it twice, he realized that he couldn't wipe it clean like this, so he bent down and opened the umbrella again.
"I hate you," said the prince suddenly.
Chen Feng said: "I know."
He should hate himself.
Chen Feng thought.
If he were a little prince, he would hate himself too.
Although Chen Feng didn't understand the truth of the matter, he roughly guessed the content at this moment.
The war in the Huming Realm, the disappearance of the prince's parents, and the pain the little prince experienced were all caused by him.
What he created on the paper with a few strokes of his hand became the most painful knife for the little prince.
He should hate himself, and he should take revenge on himself.
"Have you been drinking?" Chen Feng supported the little prince's crumbling body, and asked him softly.
The little prince didn't speak, but he leaned into Chen Feng's arms dizzily.
Chen Feng put his arms around his shoulders, looked around, and wanted to hail a taxi.
But at this moment, it was raining heavily, and there was no one around, let alone a taxi.
The prince's head drooped suddenly, and seeing that he was about to fall, Chen Feng hurriedly wrapped his arms around his waist again, locking him tightly in his arms.
Just when he was wrapping around the prince's waist, Chen Feng suddenly felt something in the prince's pocket hitting his hand, as if... It was a pen.
Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Feng was suddenly moved. He reached out and took the pen out of the prince's pocket.
Sure enough, it was the magic pen of Ma Liang.
Chen Feng took out his pen and realized that there was no paper on his body at all. He felt all over his body, and then took out a business card of Mr. He from his pocket.
With an umbrella tucked around his neck and his arms around the prince, Chen Feng drew a stroke on his business card with difficulty, and suddenly a... three-wheeled motorcycle appeared in front of him.
It's not that he doesn't want to draw cars.
He just searched at home. Although he found the driver's license, he has never driven a car since he lost his memory, so he was afraid that something might go wrong.
As for this kind of tricycle, he still drove it on the construction site.
Although the space for drawing on the business card is limited, Chen Feng still tried his best to draw meticulously. He not only drew the shed for shelter from the rain, but also painted cushions and quilts inside.
Chen Feng put the prince into the back of the tricycle, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
He wiped the rain off his face and found that he still had a pen in his hand.He was about to return the pen to the prince, but suddenly found some scratches on the pen.
Chen Feng took the pen closer, and took advantage of the light to see the two tiny English letters engraved on it.
CF
It turned out that the owner of this pen was him.
Chen Feng touched the two English letters on the pen, put the pen back into the prince's pocket, covered him with a quilt, and then rode the tricycle back home.
Prince fell asleep obediently all the way on the road, but woke up as soon as he got home.
But it seemed that he was just waking up, not fully awake.
He was sitting on the sofa, staring at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng rummaged through the box and found a set of clean clothes, and handed them to the prince: "Change, your clothes are wet."
"No change." The prince threw the clothes on the ground with a cold face.
Chen Feng felt a little hungry, so he dug out two ham sausages from the cabinet, peeled off one of them, and handed it to the prince: "Are you hungry? This taste is quite delicious."
"Don't eat." The prince slapped the ham sausage on the ground with a cold face.
Chen Feng glanced at the ham sausage on the ground, feeling a little distressed.
I knew that I would pass it to him without tearing the package, so that I can still eat it if it falls on the ground.
Chen Feng sighed, threw the sausage into the trash can, then sat in front of the prince, and asked him, "Why are you angry with me?"
The prince gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not angry with you."
"Okay." Chen Feng changed his wording, "Why are you angry now?"
The prince lowered his head, and he was silent for a long time before finally speaking.
"...so stupid."
Chen Feng asked: "Because you think I'm stupid?"
The prince didn't speak any more. He looked at the wet ground and clenched his fists tightly.
He felt so stupid.
There will never be a more stupid person in the world than him.
How stupid is he to be able to play badly with a good deck of cards?
Chen Feng was obviously just an ordinary human being with no power.
But he couldn't beat him no matter what.
He used to cry softly wrapped in a quilt in the endless night, he once resented Chen Feng's abandonment, and lived on his hatred for Chen Feng.
He once said that to make Chen Feng the most shining existence in every world, he must be completely destroyed, he must be made to die, and his life must be worse than death.
He secretly planned to give Chen Feng one identity after another, experience one world after another, and taste one pain after another.
This has only just begun, and it is over.
Chen Feng already knew his identity, Chen Feng was already immune to memory bugs, and Chen Feng even became the supreme light god in the entire Huming world.
From the beginning to the end, he never saw Chen Feng in pain, never saw Chen Feng sad, never saw Chen Feng shed a tear.
Chen Feng's only sadness was the moment when he learned of Chen Jiuxing's death, and this moment was just an accident. At most, he only knew about it a few minutes earlier than Chen Feng.
His schemes have never made Chen Feng miserable, and his revenge has never been successful.
He is so stupid, how can there be such a stupid person in the world?
He felt that no matter what he did, he couldn't completely get revenge on Chen Feng.
The prince didn't want to stay any longer, he wanted to go away at once.
He stretched out his hands to support the rest of the sofa, preparing to stand up.
"Peng—"
Due to excessive strength, he collapsed the entire sofa.
Without support, he sat on the ground.
The ground was wet and cold, and there were hard thorns from the sawdust on the sofa.
Suddenly the prince couldn't bear it any longer. He sat on the ground, broke down and burst into tears.
He's so stupid, he can fall down even sitting up.
Chen Feng was startled when he saw the prince crying suddenly. He saw the prince sitting on the ground, and was afraid that the sawdust on the sofa would hit him, so he picked him up, put him on another sofa chair, and squatted down. Going in front of him, carefully wiped his tears, and asked, "What's the matter, did you hurt from the fall?"
Get out, don't need your fake kindness!
As soon as the prince opened his hand, his eyes were red but fierce, like a little wolf.
Just now Chen Feng didn't wipe his tears clean, but now there are still tears on his cheeks, Chen Feng held his face, stretched out his thumb, and wiped away the tears on his cheeks, the prince opened his mouth again, bitterly Bite down on Chen Feng's hand.
Chen Feng hurriedly pulled out his hand, but it was still a step too late. The little prince's teeth were too sharp. Even if he didn't bite down, Chen Feng's hand was cut. touched the corner of the little prince's lips.
The little prince cried out in pain.
Chen Feng hurriedly wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips, but the corners of his lips were still corroded by the blood, Chen Feng could almost see with the naked eye that the corners of the little prince's lips were about to be corroded.
Chen Feng felt like his brain exploded with a bang, and his brain couldn't control his actions. By the time he realized it, his lips had already touched the corner of the prince's injured lips.
The prince suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his whole body froze in place. There were still tears in his eyes, and his body was still trembling slightly, but he forgot to cry at this moment.
Chen Feng suddenly felt that the skin touched by his lips was gradually repairing, and the faint burnt smell just now disappeared without a trace.
There was a moment of confusion in the brain's thoughts.
A boy's voice sounded in his head again.
"Just a kiss."
...just a kiss.
Chen Feng seemed to have finally found some reason, he closed his eyes, hugged the little prince in his arms, and continued to kiss the skin at the corner of his mouth earnestly.
The place of the kiss gradually deviated, and the purpose was completely forgotten.
When the lips touch the upper lip, it is soft and sweet, with some very light, mellow wine smell.
Sure enough, he was drunk.
The smell of wine lingers between the lips and teeth of the two of them. I don't know who the drunk person is. His body seems to be stepping on the clouds, just like floating on the surface of the water. The whole body is filled with clouds, mist and water vapor. Not reaching the corner, floating like a balloon, floating into the clouds, swinging into the sea, endless.
The lips are separated from the lips, and the breath is gradually separated.
The corners of the little prince's lips were clean without any scars. He raised his head blankly, with tears still hanging on his face, but they were already cold.He seemed to be frightened, opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he made a sound.
"...you...why, why did you kiss me?"
Chen Feng pressed his forehead against his, and looked into his eyes.
He said, "Because I like you."
The little prince opened his eyes in shock.
Chen Feng smiled and repeated: "Your Highness, I like you."
You can start revenge on me.
I will help you complete your revenge, perfect.
So don't cry.
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