This is my little scallop

When Hughes saw that Chu Xuan was not moving, his red eyes dimmed immediately.He stared at Chu Xuan's eyes and said, "Didn't you understand what I said?"

Why don't you hug him.

Chu Xuan was taken aback.

He had long been immune to Hughes' split personality change, slightly bent the corner of his lower lip, and walked a few steps closer to Hughes.

Raising his eyes, he opened his hands and gently embraced Hughes' arms.

Only then was Hughes satisfied. He put his hands on Chu Xuan's waist, the gloom around him dissipated, and his chin rested on the top of Chu Xuan's hair, sniffing the light fragrance of him.

Like the scent of lemon tea, fresh and pleasant, Hughes simply hugged Chu Xuan's waist, and buried his head in Chu Xuan's neck.

He covets the boy's hug before going to bed, and his greedy heart is gradually expanding. At this moment, he is not satisfied with the hug before going to bed every night, and he wants more...

Buried in Hughes' arms, Chu Xuan leaned his ear against Hughes' chest, heard Hughes' strong heartbeat, pinched the hem of Hughes' clothes, and lowered his eyes.

He could feel Hughes hugging him tightly, as usual, hugging each other tightly and relying on each other.

He closed his eyes and couldn't help but lean on for a while.

After a while, Chu Xuan raised his head and left Hughes' embrace, "Alright, it's time to sleep."

As if Hughes hadn't heard of it, he put his hand up on Chu Xuan's back.

Chu Xuan raised his hand against his arm.

It took Hughes a long time to let go, retracted his hand, and stood still.

His eyes fell directly on Chu Xuan's collar, which was loose and loose, and his skin was as white as snow.

Sensing Hughes' gaze, Chu Xuan raised his hand and gently gathered his collar, his black hair was still a little wet.

Hughes' eyes were dark and burning.

Chu Xuan raised his hand and pinched the hem of Hughes' clothes, "Good night."

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Lying on the bed, he glanced at Hughes, who was still sitting by the window, and immediately fell asleep.

Seeing that Hughes didn't seem to want to leave, he closed the quilt.

He thought, Hughes has lost his memory now, so it shouldn't matter if he sleeps with him...

He raised his head and looked at Hughes who was staring at him by the window, just in line with Hughes' eyes, his lips opened and closed, hesitant to speak.

"Are the lights too bright?" Hughes asked.

After finishing speaking, Hughes extinguished the main lamp in the bedroom with a flick of his hand.

The room suddenly became dark, except for the dim light beside Chu Xuan's bed.

Chu Xuan leaned back on the pillow, stared at the ceiling, and said softly, "Do you want to..." Sleep with me.

"My lord—the southern leader of the Dragon Clan has an urgent report."

Halfway through his words, Andrew's anxious voice came from outside the palace gate, sounding urgent.

Hughes put down his hand on his chin, and glanced out of the door impatiently.He glanced back at Chu Xuan's handsome and quiet face again, and asked softly, "Did you have something to say just now?"

"My lord, my lord...are you there?" Andrew spun around in a hurry, and he asked tentatively at the door again.

Chu Xuan shook his head and said softly, "It's nothing, you can deal with it first."

"Those are not important." A blood-red light flashed across, and Hughes came to Chu Xuan's bed in an instant, "What did you want to say just now?"

Chu Xuan met those dark but warm red eyes, shook his head, "It's okay."

"Go to sleep then."

Hughes stared at those gentle and nimble black eyes, and subconsciously said, "I'll be back soon."

Chu Xuan blinked, "Well, be careful."

Hughes nodded, and then disappeared into the red mist.

Chu Xuan watched the red smoke disappear. He stared at the ceiling without any sleepiness.

Every time he saw Hughes' eyes, he couldn't help feeling sad.

But after he just caught the tenderness in Hughes' eyes, his heartbeat would still involuntarily speed up.

Hughes lost his memory.

But still remember his name.

She still loves him and cares about him as before.

That subtle feeling touched Chu Xuan's heart, he turned over and buried his face sideways on his head, his ears turned red.

The dim lights gave off a little warmth.

In the dark night, outside the main hall, two servants were stripped of their red robes by Hughes.

The bloody red smoke surrounded Hughes for a long time, until the smell of blood on his body faded away.

Andrew stood by His Highness, "My lord, Antas, the king of the underworld, is here to see you."

"No, let him come to me during the day." After Hughes finished speaking, he quickly disappeared in the red mist.

Andrew stood where he was, with a perplexed expression on his face.

Whether they are the demons or the underworld, the kings have the supreme magic power and rights. They don't need to rest and eat like the human race.

Therefore, there is no difference between day and night in the Demon Race.

The Lord must have gone to that human's bedroom again, Andrew thought.

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When Hughes came to Chu Xuan's bedroom, he was already asleep.

The boy's sleeping face was quiet and well-behaved, and his figure became smaller and smaller as he lay on the big bed.

Sitting beside Chu Xuan's bed, Hughes couldn't help but stroked his hair.

Chu Xuan's eyelashes trembled, and his tightly closed lips were red.

Hughes could keep looking at this face until Dongfang vomited white.

Only when he looked at Chu Xuan could he feel at ease in his heart, that feeling was like a ball of cotton, warming and healing his violent and gloomy heart.

The eyeballs under Chu Xuan's eyelids rolled a few times, and he woke up leisurely.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little dazed.

He originally wanted to wait for Hughes to come back and then sleep.

With blurred vision, he vaguely saw Hughes' handsome face.

He snorted softly, and his vision gradually became clear.

"Wake you up?"

Chu Xuan shook his head, "No." He was not asleep.

I saw Hughes sitting by the bed, silent and unwilling to leave.

Chu Xuan, if he doesn't wake up, will Hughes just sit by his bed and watch himself all night.

Chu Xuan stood up suddenly and moved a little inside. He raised his hand and lifted a corner of the quilt, "You, do you want to sleep?"

Hughes stared blankly, looked at Chu Xuan's face, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

He covered his forehead, frowning in pain, Chu Xuan quickly sat up, raised his hand to cover the back of Hughes's hand, "What's wrong? Does your head hurt again?"

Hughes put down his hand, and Ren Chuxuan rubbed it gently.

The room was dim, and the pain in his forehead had long since faded away. He could only clearly feel the soft back of the boy's hand.

"Is it better?" Chu Xuan asked with concern.

Hughes lowered his eyes. This angle was just enough to see the two faint pink spots on the neckline of the young man. His eyes gradually darkened, and he replied absent-mindedly, "Yes."

Chu Xuan checked the situation of Hughes, and then put down his hand.

"I remember now."

Chu Xuan opened his eyes wide, and immediately asked eagerly: "What do you remember?"

Hughes quickly lifted the quilt, lay on Chu Xuan's side, clinging to him, "I used to sleep with you."

The joy in Chu Xuan's heart dimmed, "Is this the only one?"

Hughes shook his head, "Also."

Chu Xuan raised his eyes and waited for Hughes' answer. Hughes raised his arms to embrace Chu Xuan, "I remember, I hugged you like this."

He placed a pair of big palms on Chu Xuan's waist, and began to feel restless.

Chu Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth, maybe he shouldn't expect it.

Evil spirits don't remember things well.

Chu Xuan's side face was close at hand, and Hughes seemed to be hugging a ball of soft cotton, and his waist was as soft as jade, which could be grasped.

How can it be so soft.

Hughes thought, moving his palm slowly.

Chu Xuan's cheeks were slightly red, he was lying face to face with Hughes, he stopped Hughes' restless palm, "Going to sleep."

After finishing speaking, Chu Xuan climbed into Hughes' arms and closed his eyes.

His eyelashes fluttered and his red lips were alluring.

Hughes didn't want to blink, he suddenly called Chu Xuan softly: "Till."

Chu Xuan: "Huh?"

Hughes said, "I want to kiss you."

The author has something to say: I just came back from outside~Thursday and Friday are too busy to mess with QAQ

周末会多写一点哒！比心~感谢在2021-12-0816:48:21~2021-12-1022:01:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 dumpling;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of nowhere; 5 bottles of dumplings;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!