Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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The grown-up Mr. Xie kicked away the dishonest guy, and pulled out his robe from the side to wrap himself tightly.

When that hand was about to come over again, he kicked hard again: "Nie Qing..."

Only then did Xie Zhuo realize how hoarse his voice was.

His pink face turned black at this moment, he gritted his teeth and looked at the shameless man: "If you dare to move again, I will leave the palace tomorrow."

For a moment, the dissatisfied man fell silent.

Nie Qing pursed his lips helplessly, and took two steps forward.

In Xie Zhuo's vigilant look, he tapped on his slightly swollen lips: "I won't touch you, let me kiss you, okay?"

Xie Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "Get out."

After a pause, he said again, "I'm hungry."

I don't know how long I have been tossing, but even my iron body can't hold it anymore.

Hearing this, Nie Qing didn't have to think about anything else.

Although there is still a little bit of dissatisfaction, what is more important than Ah Zhuo's body?

"Chuan Shan." The Gao family brothers whispered outside, and when His Majesty was already dying, Nie Qing's hoarse voice finally came from the hall.

There was joy on their faces, and they hurriedly asked people to pass the meal.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is a bit weird at the moment, there is an ice basin beside the dragon chair, but the windows are wide open.

The hot wind that came in brought a lot of heat, and then quietly took away something.

The brothers of the Gao family did not dare to look up at Mr. Xie because of fear, and regretfully missed Mr. Xie's embarrassed appearance at the moment.

They just discovered that there is a pink mark on the prince's hand that someone scratched out.

Gao Zuo left the hall and couldn't help but click his tongue: "This Mr. Xie, it's too disregarding to quarrel."

How can a majestic man imitate others?

Gao You: "..."

He didn't dare to speak, but just guarded the door of the palace in a dull manner, trying not to let others disturb the relationship between the two of them.

In the hall, Xie Zhuo was being served by Nie Qing while he asked, "Where is Empress Gao?"

Where is that poor guy sent by Nie Qing now?

Nie Qing touched the tip of his nose and said awkwardly, "I'm staying in the imperial army."

"Disguise."

Xie Zhuo: "Tch."

Tangtang's close bodyguard, because of his master's willfulness, can't even show his face, it's really...

Nie Qing felt a bit ashamed later, and couldn't help kissing Xie Zhuo's cheek as if begging for mercy: "Okay, Ah Zhuo, let's not talk about this, okay?"

"Not good." Xie Zhuo took a sip of the soup lazily, with a half-smile: "Not only do I want to talk, but I also want to talk about it for the rest of my life."

When this guy is dishonest, hit him with this.

Once dizzy, you will die for a lifetime.

He wants Nie Qing to remember this painful lesson!

When Xie Zhuo was sharpening his sword in his heart, he found a silly smile on Nie Qing's face.

Xie Zhuo: "?"

He looked at him inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?"

The smile on Nie Qing's face couldn't be contained no matter what: "Ah Zhuo said that he would spend the rest of his life with me."

Xie Zhuo: "?"

"if not?"

This extremely firm rhetorical question made the smile on Nie Qing's face even brighter.

If Ah Zhuo's current body didn't allow it, he really wanted to express his joy with Ah Zhuo again.

"Ah Zhuo!" Nie Qing pressed the man's head and kissed heavily on his lips with a thud, Nie Qing's voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm very happy, really happy."

He is really happy that the person he likes also likes him.