The prime minister is so charming

Seriously, Xiaoxuan, I like you.

It's not accurate to say that he doesn't like it. He's just not used to the feeling of being unspeakable when he hears that sentence, as if he was brushed by a feather.

He didn't understand why he would assist such a bad-tempered king.

This person will come in the moonlight at night, knock on his window and wink like a dude, saying that the long night will be long and I will come to meet the beautiful woman.

This person will kiss his hair, look at him quietly, and say that I like you;

This person will stay in his study and beg him to draw a fan that has him as well as him;

This person would put on a kissing pose on purpose but didn't move. After he got annoyed and left, he sneaked into his small courtyard and kissed him suddenly through the window, the moonlight was melting.

This person will look for every opportunity to touch his identity, and will put on a domineering look like a king and say: I am the king and you are the minister, and you will follow me all your life until you die.

This person knows his temperament best, knows that he likes to be exciting, likes to play all kinds of dangerous games, and many things are done in a big way, so he made all the preparations in front of him, just in case something happens to him.

All in all, how could he not know what kind of person this person is?He knows, all of them.

He was also assassinated in the capital, but it was different then, he was by his side, he probably could have predicted the outcome, and in order to gain some momentum, he didn't use martial arts in a daze, causing Long Yan to be injured.

He was actually distressed, but he was even more angry. How could the king of a country be so nonsense?After all, I still couldn't bear it and made him a bowl of small wontons.That night, he was recruited into the palace, worried that the man was really seriously injured, but he just lay down on the bed, carefully lying down, "Xiaoxuan, are you angry?"

He was naturally angry, but he was even more fortunate that Long Yan was fine.

That night was very long, and when I fell asleep vaguely, I heard him calling his name in a low voice, Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan, soft and lingering.There is a faint sour in his heart.

When he ran into a bandit by chance, he said my Longyan so naturally and easily, he suddenly understood that he liked it like this.He also wants to try the lover's matter, and he also wants to know what this inexplicable feeling in his heart is.When he met Su Xiaoshi, he was really angry, because of Long Yan's attitude.

If you don't know you...he can say such excessive words...

When I dreamed back at midnight, the moonlight shattered in front of the bed.He hasn't had time to say sorry to him, he didn't say that on purpose, he didn't say that it's true that I want to be your lover, and he didn't say that you shouldn't marry Su Xiaoshi...

If Long Yan is really...then he doesn't have to live...

He is a person who has always been unhappy when he has to prick others who are unhappy with him or even more unhappy than him.For example, always mentioning that Long Yan accepts the concubine, and always trying to make those unfeeling words keep him away.But in this world, besides Long Yan, who else could make him so unhappy?

The horse ran fast, and the distance was getting closer and closer, but his heart was getting tighter and tighter.

After chasing the markers, what we finally found was a lake and a small black boat floating on the lake.

It was already evening at that time, and the sky was a little bit dark. Through the heavy rain curtain, he saw the golden ginkgo leaves of the old trees by the lake, which were as beautiful as a painting.In the vast rain, the boat swayed by the lake, and there were drops of water ticking.

He suddenly didn't dare to take a step forward, so he could only call out two words in a low voice, "Long... Yan..."

The boat shook, and one of them, holding an oil-paper umbrella, came out and stood at the bow to watch.

The man was dressed in snow-white clothes, his arms and chest seemed to be wrapped in thick gauze, slightly protruding, holding on to the 64-boned oiled paper umbrella, he turned his head to look at him.

He smiled slightly, his eyes overflowed with light, and the tranquility of the years was deposited under his lazy and indifferent expression, which was a familiar appearance to him.

His face was a little pale, and he said softly, "Xiaoxuan, you are here."

When his gaze met him in the drizzle, and they looked at each other from a distance of thousands of raindrops, it was so beautiful.

At this moment, happiness blooms like a flower.

Mo Yixuan's heart skipped a beat, he thought, he understood what love is.

Why are you unhappy with him, why are you so upset with him, why are you always thinking about him...

He likes him...

Perhaps he was too excited, and his eyes were a little wet.He opened his eyes wide and watched the man slowly approaching, his vision becoming more and more blurred.He covered his eyes with one hand, hot liquid spilled from his fingers.

There was a cold and greasy feeling on his chin, Mo Yixuan opened his eyes and saw that Long Yan was picking his chin with a jade fan. With a frivolous look, his light-colored pupils reflected his face.

He lazily said, "Xiaoxuan, you are here." His voice was deep and hoarse that he had never heard before.

Such... clumsy comfort.

He was still wounded, and his face was almost bloodless. When he saw him, he was the first thing he thought of.He was afraid that he would be worried, afraid that he would be afraid, so he made such a gesture in advance, as usual rascal and hooligan... He wanted to tell him in this way that he was fine and fine.

Such a person... such a person who loves him with all his heart...

Mo Yixuan suddenly couldn't speak, his chest heaved quickly, and liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes, whether it was rain or tears.

Long Yan was stunned for a while, he understood.He smiled bitterly, stroked the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and gently wrapped him in his arms, "I was injured, but it wasn't serious... How many years have I seen?" Until you were crying... I thought you were getting better when you were older, why are you still so childish..."

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes, let him hug him quietly, tried his best to keep his voice calm, "I thought you...I was very worried."

"I can't bear it." Long Yan hugged him tightly, "I can't bear you."

"You're fine...that's great..." Mo Yixuan smiled, looked at the distant sky, and said slowly, "Long Yan, I like you."

Long Yanweizi froze, pulled Mo Yixuan away and watched quietly for a long, long, long time.

Finally, he smiled.He gently hugged her into his arms, kissed his lips tenderly, his voice seemed to melt, "Xiaoxuan...I love you..."

There are many dangers in the world.Mo Yixuan was like going through purgatory, and Long Yan was also going through life and death.When the moment of danger approached, Long Yan was also afraid that he would never see Mo Yixuan again, so he endured it bitterly. With this sound of liking, he would have no regrets.

The longing is so penetrating, the love is so strong, it rises like a tide, and the ups and downs make people unable to control themselves.

The entanglement between the lips and tongue turned from lingering to blazing, the desire in the bottom of my heart slowly burned until it became a raging fire, and the skin yearned for the warmth of loving each other without barriers...

Have you ever loved someone.

Have you ever loved someone.

Have you ever...loved someone...

The author has something to say: So, at the beginning of the next chapter...the immoral expectation is that they did or they didn't do a few words...hahahahahaha--you leave a message for some strength, please give me endless inspiration oh~~~ amen

Pierce, this Jiangnan scroll is actually not abuse at all, it's just a misunderstanding, I said that because I feel pleasure in using the word abuse on my feet.The bobbins are behind the scenes, our Jiangnan roll is a sweet chapter lol~

love me, hug me

There will always be a moment in your life, when you are both surprised and happy, and worried and worried, all kinds of emotions suddenly rush into your heart, and you can’t tell whether it is sour, sweet, astringent or numb, and you just close your eyes Go with the feeling, let yourself indulge in the emotion of strange tension but anticipation...

The same is true for Mo Yixuan.Hugs and kisses after great sorrow and joy have a unique magic power, and when he wakes up, he is already in the boat.

With a thick blanket under his body, he didn't feel cold at all in the chilly autumn rain.It's a bit heavy, it's Long Yan's body.The man was looking at him quietly, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

With a hot face, Mo Yixuan pushed Long Yan, "You were injured."

Long Yan played with his hair, "But I really want...Xiaoxuan..." As he spoke, his subordinates were dishonest. They grabbed Mo Yixuan's hand and walked down, directly placing it on a high and difficult place. The part where the words were spoken was whispered flatteringly, "Otherwise, you'll be touched..."

Mo Yixuan withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, his eyes were wide open, and he looked incredible.

"Could you be..." Long Yan narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Xiaoxuan, don't tell me you haven't done this before."

Yes, but there seems to be a big difference between myself and others...Seeing Long Yan's meaningful smile, Mo Yixuan felt unhappy, shook off his hand, pushed him, and turned his head away from him, "Get up."

Long Yanxin said that it was hard for you to let go today, if I miss this opportunity again, I don't know when I will have to wait for the next time, how could I let you run away?So he kissed directly, in short, kiss first and then talk.

In fact, he really misunderstood. Mo Yixuan is a man, and a very smart man, so he must not be as coy as the girl's family. Now that he knows that the two are in love with each other, this kind of thing is actually not excluded.It's just...he felt that he needed a period of mental preparation, and Long Yan wouldn't be hurt either.

Long Yan may have guessed the worry behind him, and said while kissing, "Xiaoxuan, my back is hurt, and my arm is just scratched. This kind of thing only needs to use the waist and... um... you know... "

Mo Yixuan quietly looked into his eyes, which were lightly filled with desire.This person has the arrogance and dominance of an emperor, but he just waited for him to nod and say something.This person loves him so much...

He sighed and didn't stop anymore.Even if there are thousands of kinds of reluctance or reluctance in my heart,