The old man lost his memory again

An Qihe was extremely embarrassed.

Yes,

That's right.

He is rare for this beauty.

want to hug,

want to kiss.

Still want the sun.

But what is his status now, not to mention the sun, just this kiss, as long as the little prince calls a hooligan, he doesn't need to report to the emperor, he can be shared and eaten by the group outside.

An Qihe rubbed his brain with a wry smile: "My lord, actually I..."

But the little prince didn't seem to hear him talking, blinked his eyes quickly, and said in a low voice: "The book, the book says, kiss no, it's not like this..."

An Qihe's slightly opened mouth closed.

he thinks,

What are you looking at, little prince?

WTF? ! !

Is this the book that the prince should read?

This is this...

This is simply teaching bad children!

But,

This bad opportunity never comes again, An Qihe is a beast again.

He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes appreciatively and satisfied, and asked vaguely: "The book said how to kiss? The subordinates are ignorant and don't know how to kiss."

The little prince puffed up his cheeks, held his breath, stomped his feet reluctantly for a while, and answered through gritted teeth: "Ask the question knowingly!"

An Qihe coughed lightly, as if holding back a laugh, pretending to be naive: "Doesn't the little prince know that I have lost my memory?"

An Qihe found it interesting to see the little prince pretending to be calm, and couldn't help but annoy him even more.

The little prince got angry, and glared at An Qihe with red eyes: "Then you...you...you are a big idiot! You are so stupid! Stupid assassin..."

Before he finished speaking, An Qihe suddenly rushed over like a vicious dog, bit his limp mouth fiercely, and mumbled while sucking: "I know, now kiss him obediently!"

The little prince fluttered in horror.

But he was pampered and spoiled on weekdays, how could he struggle better than a former assassin with strong martial arts and flying over walls.

Being pressed down on the table by An Qihe, the kiss was so breathless, the purring was like a cat meowing, and the voice was so thin that it was impossible to make up a complete sentence.

An Qihe kissed enough, reluctantly bit the young prince's ruddy lips and sucked two mouthfuls forcefully, still wanting to bully him: "My lord, is it this kiss?"

The little prince's head was too fuzzy to turn, and he didn't have time to think deeply: "...um, yes..."

"My kiss is not good enough, I will practice again when I go back, and let the prince see if I have improved."

An Qihe looked at the little prince's gesture, and just wanted to stay in this gentle village without any scruples, but he thought the difference in status, the goal had not been achieved, and he didn't want the young prince to equate the relationship between the two with dewy love.

What's more, there was fire in the belly, and I couldn't bear to hurt the little prince.

After hastily flirting with the little prince, An Qihe walked out the door in a light and fit body, and returned to his room with a satisfied face.

So sweet.

He touched his lips, proud of the spring breeze.

limp,

So dear.

Be good, don't don't want it.

All kinds of blockbusters have already appeared in An Qihe's mind, and every car directly ran over his face.

Oh, this little thing is real.

At first, I thought it would take some effort to abduct people away.

I didn't expect to be so happy.

Why did he come to communicate with each other so early? What should he do if he wants to get down to business.

~

An Qihe walked away with his dazed and proud tail shaking behind him, leaving the little prince dumbfounded in the room.

Looking at his back, the little prince felt that he saw a wolf with a big tail that was full after eating the meat he had dreamed of.

An Qihe swayed all the way to a corner of the yard, looking at the carefully cultivated trees in the yard, and the pond full of lotus swimming with goldfish, lamenting that the air in ancient times is good, and the moonlight is so bright.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Brother Guard, can you come out and talk?"

The air is still the same, the surrounding wind beats the trees, and the fish jumps into the pool, it seems to be the same as before.

But the assassin's body picked up by An Qihe made him hear more voices.

Naturally, he also knew that under the shade of the tree, there was a guard with high martial arts skills.

The guard ignored him, but was more vigilant than before.

This was expected, An Qihe was not discouraged, and raised his voice slightly: "It's about the little prince."

At the end, he paused, emphasizing: "Urgent matters, major matters, matters of wealth and life!"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind wrapped in a white sword light and pointed directly at his neck.

An Qihe said: "If you kill me, you won't be able to protect the little prince."

The blade was only a hair away, and it stopped firmly in mid-air.

An Qihe: "Everyone has the same goal. An enemy's enemy is a friend. I will do my best to protect the little prince."

The guard's tone was cold: "You wanted to kill the little prince a few days ago."

An Qihe laughed twice: "Didn't there be some accident at that time? People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not get their feet wet, anyway, when I wake up and see the little prince, my enthusiasm seems to have a home, and now I have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light." , and you are considered brothers."

The guard sneered, not sure if he was laughing at his "climbing high branches" or because of something else.

He also said: "You are an assassin, I don't know whose order you came to assassinate the prince, but since the prince insists on keeping you, you'd better give me peace of mind, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

An Qihe's face turned green, thinking that you are a real person, if I still want to assassinate and cook so many meals for the little prince, I will kill him long ago, and I need to wait for you to be ruthless?

On the face, I had to be polite: "Isn't this amnesia? If I still remember, I must tell you that the little prince is so good, who would be willing to kill him? Except for the former employer who paid me to assassinate him."

The guard was silent for a few seconds: "...then you have a clue?"

"Whether I have a clue or not, you all have to believe me."

The guard turned around again: "As far as your identity is concerned, how can I trust you?"

An Qihe's heart turned, and he said: "To be an assassin, you have to work hard with your life. If you are lucky and have high martial arts skills, you can get paid. If you are unlucky, you will meet a difficult target. When you die, you will even die." The corpses are not necessarily complete, right?"

The person opposite didn't answer, but it didn't matter.

An Qihe said again: "Besides, the target is still the most favored Prince An today. Even if I succeed in the assassination, I will spend the rest of my life on the run, and the money I earn can't make up for my losses in the rest of my life. What do you say?" Right?"

Guard: "..."

An Qihe: "In this case, when I change jobs, I will be paid a monthly salary, take care of food and housing, work hard when I should work hard, and have fun when I should have fun. I don't have to worry about the assassination of my enemies, and I don't have to take risks at night." Is it justifiable to work overtime in danger of life?"

Guard: "..."

An Qihe: "I don't need you to believe me right away. I also need to rely on meritorious service to gain the trust of the little prince and successfully change jobs. So for now, our goals are the same."

The guard still didn't speak, but An Qihe felt his hesitation in the change of his breathing rate.

So he took advantage of the victory and pursued: "I appeared not long after the emperor left. When the emperor comes back, you still won't be able to catch the mastermind behind the scenes. Not to mention how upright you are and how you stick to each other. You have no idea how the emperor loves the little prince." The number in the middle of ac?"

The guard didn't know what number was in the middle of AC, but he showed himself that he had it!

The two quickly reached a consensus, and the guard asked, "So you have a way?"

An Qihe said: "As the saying goes, if you don't break, you can't stand. The people on the other side can arrest people and send them to the mansion in three or two days, but there is no way for you to find out the news on the other side. They must be hiding very deep. If you want to lure them out, Just like catching a mouse, use bait to hook it out."

The guard looked at the former assassin in front of him, a crack appeared on his normally expressionless face.

At first he thought that An Qihe was a villain who had confused the little prince and planned to plot a conspiracy.

But what he said just now made him realize that this person was serious and didn't intend to lie at all.

That's why he was willing to waste this time listening to An Qihe talk about the so-called method.

In the end, after listening to nonsense for a long time, he just wanted to pull the little prince out to attract people to the bait?

You said that the meat bun beat the dog, but it is so difficult that I can send it back to you whole?

If something goes wrong, he won't be able to lose a hundred thousand heads.

Thinking in my heart, the strength in the guard's hand didn't loosen a bit.

Since An Qihe wanted to die, he had no reason not to do so.

An Qihe: "The most dangerous method is also the most effective method, we...hey, wait, wait..."

However, the reaction speed was fast enough, and the head that was still sorting out the language had to shut down for a moment.

So An Qihe was still a step late, a scar had already been drawn on his face, and the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils instantly.

Fortunately, the guard didn't do anything more, and raised his chin slightly: "What else do you have to say?"

An Qihe hurriedly took two steps back, speaking in hot Mandarin: "Master, you are a real master! Your martial arts are extremely powerful, and I would like to call you the strongest in the whole arena!"

How does it feel weird...

The guard narrowed his eyes.

Why did Mao get angrier when he heard this?

An Qihe seized this moment of hesitation, and hurriedly continued: "I believe you don't want to listen to those nonsense, you should also understand these few days, it's useless to sit on the sidelines, they obviously have a thorough understanding of the situation in the mansion, and always Can pick holes to get in."

The guard switched from squinting to raising an eyebrow.

Finally, after a long silence, he spit out the words: "Get to the point."

An Qihe took a deep breath: "They are in the dark and we are in the light. No matter how many people there are, they can't cover everything. If they don't let go, they will always find loopholes that everyone can't take care of. Why don't you play a show and attract you?" Urn, to end this long night of dreams?"

Guard: "How can you guarantee that the prince will not be injured?"

"I can't guarantee the real prince, but not the fake prince?"