The prince is lost

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Duguhong couldn't help but burst out laughing, Jialing slept soundly.

I can't tell Jialing's actual age, but because Duguhong is young and mature, he subconsciously feels that Jialing is a little younger than himself.

Like an older brother looking at his younger brother, Dugu Hong's heart is full of tenderness.

Jia Ling's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint sweet fragrance came from his well-proportioned and warm breath.

Duguhong was itchy, and after looking carefully, he felt that although Jialing's face was a bit ugly, the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he felt.

Suddenly an arm stretched out and hugged Duguhong's chest.

Jia Ling's unconscious movements in his sleep startled Dugu Hong.

Immediately, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Duguhong's mouth, pampering Jialing's movements.

Just now Jia Ling was actually crying, Dugu Hong still remembered the moisture he felt when his fingers brushed Jia Ling's cheek.

I just hope that Jialing can let go of this burden and really smile happily.Duguhong thought in a daze, that he also fell asleep unknowingly under Jialing's embrace.

The Lost Prince III 03 Emotion [-]

This was also the first time Duguhong had relaxed since this period of time, and had a peaceful sleep.

"Zimu, take your time, have you brought anything you wanted?" Jia Ling looked at Fang Zimu and said in a hurry.

Fang Zimu sighed, and shook his head again and again: "Sisi has been working on this all morning, and finally finished it. She worked so hard, and my heart aches to death."

"I'm still really sorry, but I really don't know how to cook, and I don't have the talent in this area." Jia Ling said embarrassedly.

This point, Fang Zimu is very clear.

Although Jia Ling doesn't seem to have any flaws at all, he is not only kind, but also smart, and he can learn anything at once.But apart from his ugly face, he also has a fatal weakness, that is, he can't cook.

This kind of genius who can scramble an egg is really rare.

Although Jia Ling had made up his mind to learn how to cook, it was a pity that he finally gave up this unrealistic wish after burning down three kitchens.

"But it's always wrong for you to think hard about taking care of patients." Fang Zimu felt sorry for his sweetheart.What's more, Sisi's cooking is his exclusive, but now he has to cook it for that big rice dumpling every day, Fang Zimu feels unwilling after thinking about it.

"I'm working hard too, besides, Miss Sisi's dishes are really delicious."

The sharp horns of the devil have already appeared on Jialing's head: "If you don't want to give Zimu, I can only work harder and go to the Ling's house to grab a meal. I believe Lingsao will welcome it very much."

Fang Zimu quickly showed the kindest smile: "You must not be polite, there is no need to care about such a small matter between us brothers, Sisi is also very helpful, and is willing to cook something for that big rice dumpling."

Jia Ling is really his good friend.

"But I'm just surprised. That big zongzi is not a beautiful girl. What are you so eager to do? But don't say it's a doctor's duty. We have been together for so many years, and I can tell at a glance you are not normal."

In fact, Fang Zimu didn't expect that his random nonsense had almost guessed the truth.

Jialing took out the porridge and fed it to Duguhong.

"Usually, I eat relatively simple. Because you were injured, I specially asked Sisi to cook delicious food for you."

Jia Ling usually cooks porridge himself, and if the porridge isn't too thick, he doesn't have to dig out the scorched parts, but can eat them all.As for the meat and vegetables, he would cook them all in a pot of water and add some salt. He deceived the villagers for the sake of his health. In fact, Fang Zimu’s big mouth made everyone know that he didn’t know how to cook.

"It's amazing, as long as you add some meat and vegetables to season properly, you can turn into such a delicious bowl of porridge. Sisi is not only beautiful, but also delicious."

"Yeah, it's really troublesome for Sisi to cook every day." Jia Ling said.

After Jialing finished her compliments, she felt a little selfish again, and quickly added: "Sisi and Fang Zimu are a couple, and they are very suitable."

I'm afraid that Duguhong will have that kind of curiosity about Sisi, and he will feel ashamed of himself.

Dugu groaned, he didn't think about it that much at all, but he originally thought that Sisi was the girl Jia Ling liked.

He only hopes that there are cute girls who can appreciate the beauty of Jialing's appearance and give Jialing happiness.

Jialing's heart was pounding, and he fed Duguhong the porridge one mouthful at a time.

He can't deceive himself, he no longer thinks that he has feelings for Duguhong's body because he likes men.Otherwise, why wouldn't he be in love with Fang Zimu?

Although I can't know the man's name and appearance, but in the process of taking care of him, I can feel his aloofness and tenderness. This man is actually a very kind person.

Although he attributed it to lustful desires before, Jialing finally discovered his true intentions.

It's just that Jia Ling quickly accepted this fact.

After all, Ximan is not as conservative as the Central Plains, who regards love between men and women as something that violates morality and absolutely cannot be tolerated.In fact, because of the scarcity of women in Western Man, there are cases of men and women getting married.

The man seemed very reserved though, not the type to agree with such a thing.

Even so, Jialing also felt Duguhong's affection for him.

As long as I treat him well, it will definitely melt Duguhong's heart and make him feel the same way as myself.

Duguhong noticed Jialing's silly smile in front of him, and couldn't help being curious.

Looking at Jialing's brows rippling with spring, he must have thought of his sweetheart.

Poor Duguhong certainly couldn't figure out what Jialing was thinking.

It is of course Jia Ling's benefit to share the same bed every day, but he is naturally a gentleman, and he will not do anything very wrong while others are in danger.

But the body's reaction is the most honest one. Jia Ling found that he would take the initiative to hug Dugu Hong every day in his sleep, and every morning when he woke up, he found that his arms were entangled with Dugu Hong like an eight-legged octopus.

Duguhong's health also improved a lot. Under Jialing's meticulous care, he was able to get out of bed and walk a few steps.

"Jialing, can you give me a sword?" Duguhong's eyes flickered with scorching heat.

Of course Jialing will satisfy Duguhong's request.

It's just that Duguhong felt heavy when he held it in his hand, and he couldn't hold it anymore after he danced a bit!When it fell to the ground.

Duguhong's face was very depressed: "Jialing, can I get well soon."

Jia Ling wanted to help him fulfill any request he had, but this kind of thing beyond Jia Ling's ability inevitably made Jia Ling feel extremely embarrassed.

I don't know how to help Duguhong do it.

But Duguhong comforted him: "Jialing, you have tried your best to help me, but I am too impatient."

But Duguhong's thoughtfulness made Jialing feel even more guilty.It is really a shameful thing for a man to fail to help his sweetheart fulfill his wish.

What's more, looking at Duguhong's gloomy eyes, Jialing couldn't help but want to heal the sorrow in Duguhong's eyes.

This day's dinner was brought by Fang Zimu, Jialing went somewhere, and for some reason, Duguhong felt a little lonely.

Probably because he has no other familiar people here except Jialing.

Fang Zimu hesitated to speak, but he didn't say anything after all.But when he was leaving, Fang Zimu finally said, "Jialing is really a fool."

The Lord's Misfortune 01 Resist [-]

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The endless words made Dugu Hong feel inexplicably uneasy.

When night fell, Jialing finally came back.He said to Duguhong as if showing off: "I have already thought of a solution to your injury."

The medicated oil was prepared just now, and Jialing spread it on his palms, and began to massage Duguhong.

The hot feeling penetrated through the skin and penetrated into the muscles, making Duguhong's sore skin feel inexplicably comfortable.

I don't know what kind of miraculous medicine it was, but Dugu Hong felt a hot current flowing in his meridians and began to tremble.

Under the dim light, Duguhong noticed the wound on the back of Jia Ling's hand, and the sleeves were not rolled up as usual. Could it be that there were many scars hidden under the sleeves?

Duguhong didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Have you never used this ointment before?" Dugu Hong asked cautiously.

"This was originally my private collection, and it can't be used in the initial stage of treatment. You must not take me for a mean." Jia Ling smiled at Duguhong, showing his snow-white teeth.

Of course, Jialing would not tell Duguhong that in order to pick the precious red bead grass for this kind of medicinal oil, he had to break into the dangerous primeval forest.

Although he didn't say it, but Duguhong has lived and died for a long time, and he has conquered countless times on the battlefield, so how could he not know that after Jia Ling came back, there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

He didn't continue to ask, but Duguhong remembered Jialing's affection deeply in his heart.

After Jia Ling finished massaging Dugu Hong's arm, he then massaged Dugu Hong's thigh.Because he was too focused, sweat was dripping from Jialing's forehead.

Jia Ling began to massage his calf, and as his massaging hands moved up more and more, Duguhong also looked a little uncomfortable.

"That's enough, stop." If Duguhong hadn't been entangled in the cloth belt, Jialing would have seen the blush on Duguhong's face.

Duguhong couldn't express his embarrassment, but he actually reacted to this kind of massage.

But alone