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The majesty just hugged An Ge and didn't move. He was just big enough to rest his chin comfortably on top of An Ge's head. He rubbed against An Ge like a well-fed cat, making whining and chirping sounds. .

An Ge was a little upset with the heavy burden on his head, but he couldn't help but soften his heart when he heard him humming coquettishly.

——After all, no matter what the inside is like, the body that has been fighting so hard is still the same, so it must be very tired.

The sky didn’t change, but the hands of the clock pointed to eight o’clock at night. An Ge wanted to comfort and touch his back, but he was covered with metal armor, so he had to give up: “Go take a bath first, eat something, Get some sleep again."

Maharaja sighed softly, "I can't sleep yet, there will be a triumphant ball in a while, I'll take a bath first, you accompany me to the ball."

Before An Ge could speak, several servants of the maharaja had already rushed over to Matisse, one of them hurriedly said, "The bath is ready, and I will wait for the maharaja to take a bath."

The attendant was so excited that he wanted to step forward, An Ge almost thought that he was going to rush over and separate the two of them.

Maharaja waved his hand to keep others away: "No, I'll just have Brother Clay."

Then he took An Ge's hand and walked into the building, "Brother Clay, help me take a bath~"

The attendants smiled gently. Of course, the Maharaja and his husband are happy to see a harmonious relationship.

An Ge originally wanted to complain, "Hundreds of attendants are not enough for you, you have to wait for me to take a bath", but when I looked up, I bumped into the clear eyes that once belonged to Yizi, with a face of "I fell and asked Brother An!" Kiss to get up.jpg" expression.

An Ge... An Ge compromised.

He took a bath with Maharaja, and both of them changed into grand dresses for the ball, Maharaja was dressed in black, An Ge was dressed in white, they matched each other perfectly.

Considering that there was nothing to eat at the dance party, An Ge asked someone to prepare simple dishes. Cut the Baiji buns, chop the stewed pork that was eight parts lean and two parts fat, mince green peppers and coriander, and mix everything into Baiji buns. inside.

Maharaja's eyes lit up: "Eating Roujiamo in the depths of hell, Brother Clay, you are so creative!"

An Ge stuffed the stuffed rougamo into his hand: "I'm a slip of the tongue, this is an abyss, not a hell. Eat more...don't worry."

Maharaja smiled and said, "It's all the same, it's all the same." He said and bit down.

The pork belly with skin is stewed soft and tender. After chopping, mix it with fresh and refreshing green peppers and coriander. When you take a bite, the gravy is overflowing, fragrant and not greasy. It is paired with the perfectly roasted and fragrant Baiji buns. The boy can finish it in just a few bites One, licking the gravy on his fingertips, said, "It's delicious, Brother Clay's cooking skills are awesome! I want more."

An Ge silently handed him the third Roujiamo, and ate the second one by himself.

He didn't make the Baiji buns, he didn't stew the meat, and he didn't even chop the meat. At best, he taught the chef how to do it (the kitchen is installed in the mobile phone), and he just stuffed the stuffing into the Baiji buns. That's all, being praised for his culinary skills is really deserved.

However, the expressions of the attendants did not change, as if they felt that the majesty's boast was justified, and An Ge was not entangled anymore, at least the idea was his!

Once you've eaten and drank enough, it's time to go to the dance.

The boy washed his hands in the sink, and splashed water on his face. An Ge took a towel from the attendant and dried him. Seeing his tired face, he couldn't help persuading him, "Why don't you go to the dance."

The majesty shook his head: "It will be underestimated. This is a customary ceremony. If you don't go, it will make others think that a few tribes will drag you down and I won't even have the energy to attend the dance."

An Ge: "...Then what are you rushing to do? Walk slowly, sleep on the way, arrive tomorrow, rest for a day, and hold a dance at night."

Maharaja looked at him and smiled again, wagging his invisible ears and tail vigorously: "But I want to see you sooner."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, An Ge's ears were reddened by the sweet talk again.

The subsequent dance party was lackluster, in fact, as long as the Maharaja showed up, it was enough to show that everything was safe.

An Ge asked several times when he could leave, and when he could leave, he dragged Maharaja out of the arena.

This matter fell into the eyes of those who cared, and it became a misunderstanding again——the quasi-grand concubine is really... Really, I can't wait.

But for the devil, this is not a black spot, but a place that makes people even more jealous.This proves that they have deep feelings, good health, and normal needs... Moreover, the majesty seems to like it very much because of his cooperation.

Damn, it's too much, jealousy is going to explode.

An Ge naturally didn't know about these entanglements and misunderstandings. He was just worried that Yue Zimo's body would not be able to hold on, so he was anxious to drag him back to rest.

However, even Maharaja himself misunderstood. When following him through the corridor to take the elevator, he whispered in his ear: "I, I'm usually fine, but today it's a little bit... But! I'll stick to it !"

An Ge was stunned, and after realizing it, he didn't know whether to laugh or get angry. Just as the fifth floor arrived, he stepped out of the elevator, "What are you thinking? I'll tell you to go to bed quickly. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

The large elevator looked like a small room. As soon as An Ge came out, his personal attendants came out, and the Maharaja followed, so the Maharaja's personal attendants followed suit.

An Ge: "Is your room not on the fifth floor?"

Maharaja took his hand in turn and walked into his room: "I want to sleep with you."

That's a straight-forward one.

There were too many people around, and An Ge didn't want to be surrounded by people watching his private life all the time. After washing up and entering the bedroom, there was no third party present, so he said, "Just tonight, you can sleep here."

Maharaja rolled onto the bed, blinking his eyes: "No, not only tonight, but every day."

An Ge said with a straight face, "No."

The boy immediately showed an aggrieved expression, and this time it was real too, not an emoji called out, "Brother Clay, do you really dislike me now?"

It seems that... the personality fusion is more complete.

An Ge slowly clenched his fists, enduring the coldness in his heart, and said calmly: "You also consider my mood... Now you, to me, are only a little more familiar than strangers. Still can't accept it."

Maharaja opened his mouth, An Ge immediately said: "If you want to try some forced love, let me 'familiarize' as soon as possible, and I guarantee that your little brother will not see the sun the next day."

The majesty shut up silently, and smiled again after a while: "Brother Clay, you obviously know us well."

An Ge felt that he had an auditory hallucination: "What?"

But the boy didn't seem to realize what he said, he yawned and lay down: "I'm exhausted...uh... brother, let's sleep."

He fell asleep quickly.

An Ge silently looked at the boy's sleeping face for a while, and he was not sure whether he heard it wrong or really heard the Maharaja just said "we".

There was no way to record anyway, so he could only lie down beside him anxiously and sleep peacefully.

I don't know how long it took, but he was awakened by a movement in a daze.

Then he stared blankly at the figure in front of him: "What did you put in my hand..."

The boy knelt beside him, held up a finger, and gave a small hiss.

Borrowing the dim light of the wall lamp in sleep mode, An Ge noticed that under his loose bangs, his eyes were drooping, as if...he didn't open them at all.

The boy shook his head slightly again, and continued to emphasize, generally pressing his index finger to his lips.

Familiar, beautifully contoured crimson lips, and familiar, slender white fingers with well-knit joints.

An Ge's throat rolled, restraining the urge to kiss, watching the boy complete the action, laying back under the blanket in an almost sluggish way, and fell asleep again.

Only then did he lower his head to check, and found that there was a round, bright red object in his hand...

This is an apple.

After dawn, Maharaja got up refreshed and stretched himself very comfortably: "Morning!"

Contrary to the energetic boy, An Ge stood up slowly, opened a pair of tired eyes, looked at him blankly, and responded feebly: "Morning..."

The Maharaja jumped on him and threw the young man back again. He looked suspiciously: "What's going on? I obviously didn't do anything, why do you look like you've been drained several times? Could it be that I sleepwalked? "

An Ge was expressionless: "Did you forget what you did last night?"

The boy was startled, and suddenly panicked: "No, no way?? Did I really do it??"

An Ge rubbed his head: "No, I lied to you. I was just upset and didn't sleep well."

The majesty hugged An Ge through the quilt and rubbed against him: "Brother Clay, I'm sorry..."

An Ge kissed his forehead: "It's not your fault, I will try my best to adapt."

The boy immediately became happy, and his eyes were like crescent moons when he smiled: "Yeah!"

Afterwards, the two discussed today's itinerary while having breakfast, while An Ge listened to his enthusiastic arrangements while thinking about something.

Obviously, the boy now has completely forgotten about the apple that was stuffed into his hand in the middle of the night.Or maybe it's not that I forgot... but that I didn't know it at all.

And the state at that time was really like sleepwalking, and he made that gesture to him, trying hard to keep him secret.

To keep it a secret from whom?

Right... Majesty?

So who is that boy with closed eyes?

An Ge gradually sorted out his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the Maharaja.

The boy happened to turn his head and was instructing his followers to prepare for the wedding. Even so, he was keenly aware of An Ge's gaze, so he turned his head and smiled at him.

It's a smile that combines all the personality traits, a little arrogant and provocative in the easy-going way, but it's like being coquettish with An Ge all the time.

So to be good-looking is to take advantage of it. Yizi's smile is so pleasing and fascinating no matter how you look at it.If it was Feng Chen...it would only make people want to slap him.

An Ge subconsciously smiled at him, and continued to think while drinking black tea.

This should be the lie Maharaja lied to him.

Most likely it wasn't personality fusion, but a new personality was split, and other personalities were suppressed.

Because he was too tired last night, he gave other personalities an opportunity to sneak out to give him a hint.Maybe the one who shushed his finger at him was Yizi?

Combined with the "we" who seemed to be hallucinating, it can only be speculated in this way, everything is logical, An Ge can't think of a second reasonable explanation.

So the biggest question is, what is that brat trying to imply by stuffing an apple in his hand? ?

Can you change back by eating an apple?But Maharaja apple pie was eaten for breakfast this morning.