MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 57

Han Yunchang is so big that he has never kissed anyone else. Perhaps driven by a color heart, Fu Yuan, who had a slight ghost in front of him, looked very delicious in his eyes.

"Mysterious ..." He made a sound in the hot air in the bathroom, his entire shoulder was submerged in warm water, and his head rested on the headrest on the bathtub wall.

He honestly thought he was dreaming, so he tickled his fingers: "Come here, I ... I have something to tell you."

Fu Yuan bowed his head and said, "What will your Majesty say?"

"Come closer." Han Yun stared at him closely, and the two breathed together.

Fu Yuan is even more beautiful, then he is also a tough-skinned man. Despite this recognition in his heart, he is also drunk horizontally, and now he is dreaming again, so Han Yun tried to raise his head and kiss his head. On the chin.

Although he was just kissing his chin, Han Yun suddenly felt very satisfied, and his heart was full of feeling. But two men, it's enough to kiss the chin.

And it is not a system.

"Your Majesty is drunk." The warm and soft feeling was at a touch, and Fu Yuan's eyes were staring deeply at him. In the eyes like the ancient pond, some squalls were brewing.

"Your jaw can kill me." Han Yun didn't even notice it, got it, and smiled and narrowed his eyes: "I was scared to see you. Why, I'm only allowed to drool on you and commit a slander, and I'm not allowed to kiss is you?"

Han Yun seemed to be finally tired now, completely submerged in the water, his eyes half closed, and in front of his eyes were dazzling lights sifted by eyelashes.

Fu Yuan stared at him, and after a few seconds, suddenly bowed his head, covering his lips.

Han Yun froze a little, but did not hide. He blinked, his eyes were a bit ignorant, and felt that Fu Yuan was licking his tongue with his lips, as if he was tasting something delicious, and the whole body was numb It feels like ... for the first time.

Fu Yuan was very attentive and had good control. He kissed tenderly. He was afraid that he accidentally used force to bite him.

If Han Yun bites out of blood, it hurts not only Han Yun, but also him. He smells the blood of Han Yun, and it will be difficult to control himself. If instinctual hunger prevails over his intellect, something that he extremely does not want to see will happen.

Han Yun was kissed by him, because he was so comfortable, he seemed to be covered by the sun, warmed to his heart, and his drunkenness was out of control. He fell asleep.

Han Yun dreamed that he was lying in the wild woods by the road, sleeping on the cold dead leaves, but the long winter night passed quickly this night, and the sun hung early in the sky. Today's Dongyang is as hot as the summer sun. It should be warmer at sub-zero temperatures, baking the ground, warming him not to open his eyes, or even to get up.

There was no hangover all over.

Some people know nothing about their behavior when they are drunk after hangover, while others can clearly remember what they did absurdly.

Han Yun is somewhere in between, he only remembers half.

He remembered Fu Yuan going home, and when he found himself, he took himself home. But he had a ridiculous bath with the teacher, and hugged him in the bathtub.

Han Yun had no symptoms of a hangover, but when he thought about it, he felt his brain was about to explode.

The male style of the Wei Dynasty prevailed, and the nobles and nobles of the dignitaries liked to play with rabbits. Many people raised male pets more beautiful than women at home.

Han Yun has several brothers who also have such a hobby that he can't get on the table. Among them, the prince is the most arrogant and started playing eunuchs. Later, he liked the companion who served him in the palace. It can be said that in his growth experience, he has been constantly attacking different men.

He occasionally heard the Prince said that he likes male pets: "Men don't get pregnant, they are not as soft as women, but in fact, they are better than women, and they have no future problems."

Han Yun was so shameless that he could only watch him harm others.

He can survive in the palace by relying on "pretending to be stupid and filling the sorrow". He appears to be too mediocre among the brothers, and does not show the cleverness of the emperor. Moreover, he is a sick child, because he was not able to use the moon when he was a child. Born, when he was three or four years old, he fell into an ice lake in the winter, and his hair fell with ice **** when he was picked up. Later, Han Yun had been in debt.

Minor illnesses continue, and every so often, there is a major illness.

Taiyi asserted: "His Highness Nine is not eighteen years old."

Perhaps it is for this reason, combined with the guilt of Han Yunsheng's mother, that the Emperor favored this child with a lot of life.

After Han Yun's mother-in-law was stunned, he was raised under the queen's knees. Perhaps because he knew he was predicted to die prematurely, even the elder brother, who had always been very kind to his brother, took good care of Han Yun.

In the end, he still became the emperor, but even if he became the emperor, he never thought about the eunuchs around him, but sometimes he looked at the close-up of the waitress next to him, but he was a little emotional, but helpless The thing is, the Taiyuan Hospital ruled that he was not allowed to contact such children.

I can only live to be 18 years old. If I don't control my lower body, I'm afraid I will die faster.

Han Yun drank his medicine every day and was completely developed into a medicine jar because he wanted to live a few more years.

Hearing the footsteps, Han Yun closed his eyes immediately and subconsciously drilled into the quilt.

Fu Yuan's calm voice sounded, "Your Majesty is awake?"

His attitude was as if nothing had happened last night, and he did not hang on to his own indecent assault. Han Yun was a little relieved, and answered in the quilt: "I will not sleep until I wake up."

In fact, he still has a lot of things to ask about Fu Yuan, such as why he disappeared for more than half a month and did n’t go home. Is it interesting to wait until he is dead?

But at this moment, it is not time to care about it.

Fu Yuan pretended that nothing happened, just to avoid his embarrassment, Han Yun secretly told himself in the bed: "You are drunk, you don't remember anything, nothing happened."

After the psychological construction was done, Han Yun got up from the bed. He didn't notice that he was refreshed and had no hangover.

It's a little bit too good.

While having breakfast, Han Yun kept secretly looking at him without any trace, and saw that he was very calm and calm, as usual.

But there is still a little bit of a nuisance. Your holy favor has only given you one person, and you pretended that nothing happened? !!

After dinner, Han Yun was holding a book to learn English, flipped open to read, and sat cross-legged on Luo Han's bed with one arm on the bed.

He secretly raised his eyes from the back of the book and asked with a tone of accent: "Master Fu, why don't you leave for half a month? And you don't answer the phone call?"

Fu Yuan also replied solemnly: "Hui Xia said, Chen has been in the mountains for a few days, and there is no signal on the mobile phone."

Han Yun glanced at him, seeing that his eyebrows were lowered, and his mouth was still smiling, as if there were any happy things, he was even more unhappy, and he threw the book angrily: "What matters is more important than you!"

"It's a trivial matter. It's not as important as your Majesty." He didn't mention what it was, because Fu Yuan knew that the Han Yun would stop. He was very smart and would not ask too much.

Han Yun glared at him, threw the pillow out, and fell on Fu Yuan. He had just dropped the book, and now he lost his temper and fell on the pillow. Fu Yuan was not upset. He steadily put the pillow in his arms, bent over and picked up the books, and put them back in place one by one.

As he approached himself and put the pillow back, Han Yun had a ghost in his heart. Don't go overboard: "What are you doing so close together?"

He glanced at Fu Yuan with a thoughtful smile on Fu Yuan's face, tough outlines, deep eyebrows, and beautiful jaw lines ... everything looks good.

But Fu Yuan still had something to hold back, which made Han Yun feel a little uncomfortable bloody, even if he washed it, the smell was still there.

Han Yun looked back: "Come, let's talk about a game."

Fu Yuan bowed his head and went over to the chessboard.

Han Yun's chess skills are not good. In ancient times, he had little entertainment. He was a sick child again. He had to stay in the palace all year round and couldn't go out.

In modern times, he is fascinated by the colorful entertainments here, and his body is getting better. Where would he think of playing chess with others?

He likes to play chess with Fu Yuan, because Fu Yuan will let him, not the kind of very deliberate concession, will not let him win easily, and will not let him always lose, the scale is controlled just right, but also Will give him the opportunity to regret chess, pretending that nothing happened-always make Han Yun Sacred Heart happy.

The other ministers are not the same as Fu Yuan. The prime minister is always relying on his chess skills to kill the Quartet, and he likes to preach at the chess table. Seeing that Han Yun was worried about where the chess piece was, he would caress the long beard and looked inscrutable: "Your Majesty wants to admit defeat now?"

"This life is like chess. Governing the country is the same principle. Playing chess is just like life. You must avoid love and you must learn to give up."

Han Yun can't wait to burn the old man's beard, always let him lose, and won't let him win in a round, what's the point.

And Fu Yuan playing chess with Han Yun seems to be simply playing with him to make him happy.

So Han Yun naturally liked to talk to him.

Life is like chess, so you have to win and lose.

But this time, Fu Yuan said to Han Yun: "Your Majesty, the minister wants to make a request."

Han Yun glanced at him, his jade fingers playing with the black sunspots in the chess box: "Ai Qing talk about it."

Fu Yuan smiled and stared at him blinklessly: "If the minister wins His Majesty, then His Majesty must agree to the Minister's request."

Han Yun frowned slightly.

He knew very well that if Fu Yuan wanted to win, he would have nothing to do with it. This is an unfair game.

Han Yun's willingness to win or lose is actually very strong, but the National Teacher is so good to himself, and it is understandable that he promised him a request ... But he has one bachelor, nothing, and what can he give?

It's impossible to make yourself look good.

Han Yun thought about it, and the Lion said, "Then let me ... five sons."