Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

The kind of love of being my queen? ? !

Jiang Chi stared at the small bubble above Zhao Chen's head, and held his breath for a while.

Zhao Chen looked at him firmly, as if trying to see through his heart.

Jiang Chi was really stunned this time. Zhao Chen said that he liked him many times when he looked like a group boy, but he didn't think much about it at the time, and even told Zhao Chen that he liked him too.

However, today, at this moment, he finally figured out that the liking he said and the liking Zhao Chen said were not a kind of liking.

His casual liking for Zhao Chen is a human instinctive liking for all lovely things, and Zhao Chen's liking for him is the kind of liking that comes from the heart and is placed in the most important position in his heart, or in other words, about equals love.

When the word love appeared in his heart, Jiang Chi clicked

That's right, the cute little milk dumpling is just one side of Zhao Chen. In his essence, he is a young man who has already married a wife and had children in Dajin.

How normal it is for this young man to have love in his heart.

However, because the time is separated by thousands of years and the space is separated by the mobile phone screen, the love of such a handsome and handsome paper man seems so shocking.

But if you think about it carefully, this love seems to be imperceptible and traceable.

A series of contradictions exploded in Jiang Chi's heart. If Zhao Chen could also read his mind, then there must be a small psychological frame above his head at this moment, which kept coming and going.

Zhao Chen stared at the empty white screen in front of him for a while, clenched his slender fingers on the desk, took a deep breath, and looked at him expectantly with clear eyes: So, your liking for me is also true. Do you like this?

In that gaze, accompanied by expectation, is apprehension.

Jiang Chi stared at the small bubble above Zhao Chen's head, lost in thought

He likes Zhao Chen, whether it's Zhao Chen from the dumpling or Zhao Chen from the original body, he likes them all.

But, is it the kind of liking of being Queen Zhao Chen?

He'd never really thought about the difference between these vaguely different "likes," he didn't know.

The news came so explosively that his brain seemed to be down and unable to function. The more he tried to sort it out, the more messy it became.

He had seen Zhao Chen's stern gaze countless times, but now, he would subconsciously dodge Zhao Chen's clear and expectant gaze.

Zhao Chen didn't have any mental activity. After a while, he looked a little depressed, and said directly to him: I know this is a bit abrupt, if this kind of breaking up makes you feel uncomfortable, I won't mention it any more.

Jiang Chi shook his head: [No, that's not what I meant. 】

Biu~

A pink heart popped out from Zhao Chen's chest.

biu~biu~biu~

Two, three, and four popped out one after another, the corners of Zhao Chen's mouth rose slightly, the frustration just now disappeared in the pink world, and a somewhat familiar scene reappeared

A pink heart with angelic wings, surrounded by a handsome young emperor, is really the appearance of love, the appearance of first love.

Regarding homosexual love, which is what Zhao Chen said about the love of breaking the sleeves, he has no inner resistance. However, he is an extremely rational person, and he needs to have a clear definition of the concept of "like": Likes can be half-hearted, you can like cute furry, fresh little boys, and smart little lolita, all of these can exist, and they can even exist at the same time, because liking can be produced only because of a certain sparkle, No bondage of responsibility.

The "liking" mentioned by Zhao Chen is different. This kind of liking is almost equivalent to love. If you love someone, you must be loyal from the bottom of your heart. Along with love to the bone, is responsibility.

He will not hesitate or feel disgusted just because Zhao Chen is a man, love has nothing to do with gender, age and identity.However, he needs to analyze his own heart responsibly: does he really love Zhao Chen?Or just a lot of likes?

This question is important.

Jiang Chi thought for a while, and replied: [The feeling of breaking the sleeve is not abrupt, but I need a little time to think about your question, okay? 】biu~biu~biu~ heart +3

Zhao Chen: How long do you need to think about it?

The situation suddenly changed from his bottom line of stimulating system bugs to Zhao Chen's pressing every step of the way.

Jiang Chi thought for a while: 【Tomorrow morning. 】

Zhao Chen has already confessed, even if he is confused now, it is not enough to be a reason to drag Zhao Chen, yes or no, it doesn't take too long to think about this question, but he needs a clear head.

Now that he is facing Zhao Chen face to face, he is completely unable to maintain his reason and logic soberly.

Zhao Chen nodded: OK, I'll wait for you.

There were still two stops to arrive, and just as the eunuch reported the emergency situation of the Weinan earthquake, Jiang Chi bid farewell to Zhao Chen.

After getting off the subway, the slightly cold sea breeze blowing on his face made Jiang Chi wake up a little bit, and for the first time began to rationally think and analyze the relationship between him and Zhao Chen before.

He tried to find the logical relationship of "because" and "so" to prove it, but the emotional world seemed to lack the rigor of natural science.

Back at the home where he moved for a week, Jiang Chi heard Du Wanwan and Lin Yuanfeng quarreling and cursing outside the door, and he didn't intend to listen to the noisy content. Jiang Chi took out the key expressionlessly, and the door was halfway opened , a blue and white porcelain vase flew over, went straight to his left hand, leading the direction of his sister

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Trailer Small Theater:

In the evening self-study, Jiang Chi was chatting with Zhao Chen, and it was 6:58.

Jiang Chi: [Zhao Chen, I have something to do later, so let's stop here today, shall we? 】Zhao Chen: Exactly, I have something to do later, see you tomorrow!

After going offline, Jiang Chi suddenly wondered what Zhao Chen was up to after 7 o'clock, did he review memorials until late at night every night?

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I'm sorry, it's a little short. I'm a part-time graduate student, and I have to take classes on weekends. Unfortunately, I chose an elective course. The teacher is very serious in teaching, and the grades are very strict. The senior brothers and sisters failed half of it, and they were dizzy after listening to it for a whole day. QAQ