After wearing a beautiful proton

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Dressed in light clothes, Zhao Changling was painting in front of the case. With just a few strokes, a blurred figure appeared vividly on the paper.

The maid who stood by and waited quietly watched. She slowed down her breathing, not daring to spoil this extremely wonderful scene.

The man in front of him had an outstanding appearance and an air of ecstasy, with indescribable elegance in his gestures.

Tao Hong has never read a book, so she doesn't know how to describe Mr. Ling's excellence, but she is sure that the most perfect words in the world are eclipsed.

Zhao Changling's wrist was hanging in the air, and he refused to let it fall down. He didn't stop writing until a drop of ink stained the scroll.

Seeing that the painting scroll was destroyed, Tao Hong let out a pitiful "Oh". Seeing Zhao Changling looking at her, she felt timid and uneasy, and explained awkwardly: "Young Master, I... I feel a little regretful that this painting has been destroyed..."

Taohong is still young, sweet and cute, her big watery eyes are filled with fear, and she is twisting her handkerchief at a loss.

Zhao Changling shook his head, and said flatly, "It's just a poor painting, there's nothing to regret about it."

"How can you not be popular?!" Listening to his self-mockery, Tao Hong hurriedly said: "Young master's paintings are lifelike, although... although the clothes are a bit strange..."

"I'm afraid it's not just his clothes that are weird. Do you want to say that his hair is also weird?"

Tao Hong looked at him cautiously, and seeing that Zhao Changling was not angry, she thought about it: "Men with short hair are really rare."

Zhao Changling smiled, and the heart-warming smile bloomed on his cold face, but it was like a flash in the pan.

"You are clever!" Zhao Changling praised in a good mood, which made her overjoyed.

Zhao Changling's eyes fell on the portrait again. In the painting, he was a tall man with a tall and straight figure, short hair, wearing a jacket, and he was arrogant.However, the person in the painting has no facial features, leaving some regrets.

Seeing that he was silent, Tao Hong couldn't help asking, "Master, is this your friend?"

"A friend?" Zhao Changling muttered to himself, the past was vivid in his memory, and he said in a long voice, "Maybe it is..."

In his previous life, Zhao Changling lived in the last days, which was a hopeless and miserable world.The zombie rebellion cannot be calmed down, the living space of human beings is getting smaller and smaller, and the successive battles make the future bleak.

Zhao Changling's parents died since he was a child, and he has never tasted the taste of family affection. Fortunately, he was adopted by a strange old man, so he did not become food for zombies.

However, when he was 12 years old, the old man also died.From then on, he lived a wandering life.

Along the way, Zhao Changling met a group of ferocious zombies, and also saw that people were cruel. The big knife in his hand was gradually filled with blood, with a murderous look, but his temper became more and more indifferent.

Perhaps it was God's blessing, when Zhao Changling was 17 years old, a handsome young man broke into his life and helped him get out of the mud.

Shang Tian is the captain of the dragon slaying team. He has awakened the power of the thunder system and has the ability to control people. He has created a world in the end of the world, and even established a southern base, allowing thousands of survivors to breathe.

However, it was such a strong man who rejected countless women who fell in his arms. His subordinates always said that Shang Tian only had Zhao Changling in his eyes, but Zhao Changling didn't take anyone into his heart.

Even today, looking back on the past, Zhao Changling is still not sure how sincere Shang Tian is to him.

At the beginning, when he followed the dragon slaying team to collect supplies, he was pushed down a tall building and died in the mouth of zombies.Before he died, he clearly saw Shang □□ running towards him.

Shang Tian, ​​are you... all right?

Seeing him sighing, Tao Hong's expression became more and more lonely, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, so she suggested, "Young master, let me put away the paintings for you."

"No need, just burn it." He has never disdained the idea of ​​thinking about people, not to mention that they are already people from two worlds, so is it possible that they can meet again?

Zhao Changling directly threw the scroll into the stove, and let the flames engulf the person in the painting without leaving any trace.

At this moment, a maid with steady steps stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Young Master Ling, Your Highness, please go over there."

finally come!

Zhao Changling had been hiding in the room for a long time, but Ji Huai obviously had no patience and asked him to come over in the middle of the night.

"You go to bed first, there is no need for night watch." Zhao Changling turned around and explained, and then left without looking back.

Soon, Zhao Changling came to an elegant courtyard, bursts of flowers filled the night sky, provoking the dust in the heart of human nature.

The maid signaled Zhao Changling to go in alone, then bowed and retreated.

Zhao Changling didn't take it seriously, he pushed the door indifferently and went in, but he didn't see Ji Huai, instead there was the sound of water splashing from the inner room.

For a while, Zhao Changling thought a lot, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a cold voice, "Come here!"

Zhao Changling exhaled slightly, but refused to move. The man who was taking a bath couldn't help shouting again: "Come here! Don't make me say it a third time!"

"Here we come." Zhao Changling had no choice but to walk into the inner room patiently.

They had a bad fight during the day, Zhao Changling was not someone who could apologize, and Ji Huai was holding back his anger, and it was bound to make him suffer, so the two of them held their breath in secret.

Ji Huai's face was gloomy, and he leaned comfortably against the edge of the bathtub, raised his chin, and ordered: "Raise your head!"

Zhao Changling kept staring at the toe of the shoe, thought for a while, then slowly raised his head, but his eyelids were drooping, and he refused to look directly at him.

The inner room was filled with warm water vapor, and the ambiguous and tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

Ji Huai Mingming hadn't seen him for a few hours, but now he missed him very much. At one moment, he was worried about whether he was used to this place, and at another moment, he was worried about whether he would eat and sleep well.

At this moment, the person he was thinking of was standing not far away, his thin body was getting thinner, and his cheeks were a little pale.

Ji Huai wanted to get along with him in private, so he asked him to come and read with him to relieve the pain of lovesickness.But Zhao Changling was so hateful that he ignored him!

Thinking of this, Ji Huai burst out with anger, and said displeasedly: "As my Highness's companion, Mr. Ling seems a bit dull, he can't even wipe my back!"

Zhao Changling didn't understand his little thoughts, and didn't want to think too much about it, so he walked around behind him, picked up a towel beside him, soaked it in hot water, and gently wiped his shoulders.

"Third Highness, is this strength acceptable?" Seeing that his body was tense and his breathing was short of breath, Zhao Changling thought he was using too much force.

When Zhao Changling touched his back, Ji Huai's breath stopped, he clenched his left hand tightly, turned around and asked, "You did it on purpose? You want to seduce me?"

Zhao Changling was taken aback when he heard the words, and just happened to meet his beast-like fierce eyes, his heart beat a few times, and he hastily lowered his head.With this glance, he looked at his strong and powerful chest again, and continued to look down...

Suddenly, Zhao Changling came back to his senses, and immediately turned his head away, not daring to look at him again, but his cheeks were rarely stained with blush.

Ji Huai saw that he was flustered in amused manner, and instantly stood up from the bath, spread his hands, and let him look at him openly, "Don't you want to see it? Come, I'll let you see enough!"

"Stop being sentimental, who wants to see you?" Zhao Changling threw the towel on, turned and left.

However, Ji Huai didn't want to let him go easily, so he grabbed his wrist and dragged him down Shameless in the blink of an eye.

boom!Zhao Changling didn't notice it for a while, and fell heavily into the water, and was instantly covered by the warm water.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Huai gripped Zhao Changling's slender waist, lifted him out of the water, carefully brushed the hair from his face, and asked distressedly, "Did you choke on the water?"

Zhao Changling patted his hand away, coughed a few times, and was very angry, "Isn't His Highness the third prince angry with me? What do I do?"

Ji Huai sighed, and said resignedly, "You were sent by heaven to restrain me. I was obviously very angry, but when I saw you, my anger disappeared. What kind of enchantment did you pour on me? Are you Is it made by spirits?"

Zhao Changling seemed to have a strange temperament, no matter how indifferent and arrogant he was, people still liked him, and he was reluctant to scold him for fear that this astonishing face would lose its expression.

"Your clothes are soaked, I'll take them off for you." Ji Huai said as he started to work, wishing he could immediately take off his skirt and peep inside.

"No need, I dare not bother His Highness to do it myself!"

Even if Zhao Changling didn't want to, in front of the thick-skinned Ji Huai, he was always powerless and could only resist, not letting him take off his coat.

The two took a bath together. Seeing this scene, Yue Ya'er shyly hid in the clouds.

A quarter of an hour later, Ji Huai dressed neatly contentedly, personally wrung Zhao Changling's long hair, and urged him to wear an extra coat to keep out the cold.

Ji Huai pressed Zhao Changling to keep him from moving, and ran his fingers through his soft hair, muttering to himself: "Beauty is by my side, this life is enough."

As soon as the words finished, Ji Huai lowered his head slightly and wanted to kiss his cheek, but Zhao Changling avoided him in disgust.

"Don't touch me!" Zhao Changling stood up suddenly, and although he hadn't been kissed yet, he wiped his cheek vigorously, he didn't want to be so intimate with others.

The ambiguous atmosphere that Ji Huai created with great difficulty was easily broken by him. Although I was disappointed, I wasn't angry, so I could only tease and say, "We're already naked, so what if we kiss?"

For people like Ji Huai, Zhao Changling also has some experience. The more you refute him, the more excited he will be. Instead, you have to leave him alone to get rid of his shamelessness.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Zhao Changling didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Don't worry, stay with me for a while."

At this time, Zhao Changling was sitting on Ji Huai's right, and there was a blank scroll on their desk.

Ji Huai held a brush in his hand and motioned Zhao Changling to rub the ink for him.

Zhao Changling didn't know what he wanted, so he could only grind the ink quickly, hoping that time would go faster.

"Young Master Ling is so impatient. Could it be that you are in a hurry to have a good time with me?" Fortunately, Ji Huai only teased him with words, but did not take any real action.

Ji Huai wrote with spirit, and soon, a detailed map appeared in the scroll.

"This is... the current topographic map of the Six Kingdoms?" Zhao Changling asked in a daze, he was really stunned by Ji Huailu's hand.