After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Xie Nanxing fainted early yesterday, so he woke up early today as well.

When I opened my eyes, I could still see the moonlight shining on the floor through the gap in the bed curtains.

As the moonlight lingered, Xie Nanxing thought of the shadow that was cast at his feet last night.

Pulling his hand out from the warm quilt, Xie Nanxing reached out and touched his lips.

"Hiss..." Not only were his lips obviously swollen, but there was even a cut at the corner of his mouth caused by his teeth. Although he had applied medicine, it still hurt a little when he touched it with his fingers.

So Shen Jinmo is really nothing.

He himself is not a good guy either.

While being kissed, I actually fainted with a clear conscience.

Looking up at the sky, Xie Nanxing thought for a while and then closed his eyes, deciding to sleep for a while.

But after tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Xie Nanxing still couldn't fall asleep.

If you can't sleep, then don't sleep.

If Xie Nanxing doesn't sleep, then the culprit won't be able to sleep either.

He got out of bed wearing his cloak, and when he passed the warm room, he found that the bed was empty.

I walked into the warm room with a swagger, touched the quilt with my hand, and it was still warm. If I smelled it carefully, I could smell a special scent.

Xie Nanxing smiled slyly, took off his shoes and socks, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Looking at Shen Jinmo who pushed the door open with moisture still on his body, Xie Nanxing's eyes were filled with tears.

Being stared at by Xie Nanxing with such eager eyes, Shen Jinmo's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the coldness in his body suddenly turned into burning heat.

Xie Nanxing waved at Shen Jinmo, and Shen Jinmo obediently lay down on the bed.

His muscles tensed and his hands clenched into fists: "Why are you wronged? Did someone bully you?"

Xie Nanxing turned around, knelt down facing Shen Jinmo's profile, and pointed at his lips: "Shen Jinmo, my mouth hurts."

Shen Jinmo's soft words entered his ears. He was already feeling guilty, and now he didn't even dare to raise his head: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know either." Xie Nanxing lowered his head and wondered, his voice became more aggrieved: "When I woke up, my mouth was swollen, the corners of my mouth were broken, and my legs became sore."

"Just like the man who was abused in the storybook."

Xie Nanxing didn't force Shen Jinmo to look at him, but lowered his head and whispered one sentence after another: "I seemed to be pushed against the side door and kissed forcibly last night. I don't know if it was a dream?"

"Yes." Shen Jinmo responded firmly and hastily: "As long as I am here, no one can do that to you."

"Oh." Xie Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be convinced.

After a while, he touched his lips with his fingers again and again: "Why is my mouth swollen?"

He raised his drooping eyes, and his gaze shifted from Xie Nanxing's sincere eyes to his swollen lips, and his pupils contracted for a moment.

Then he found a lame excuse: "Tomorrow I will give Mo Ping a beating for letting you get bitten by bugs."

"Is that so?" Xie Nanxing's clear eyes widened. He was in no mood to care about Mo Ping's life or death. "Then there are bugs in my bed. Can I sleep with you these days?"

Shen Jinmo took a deep breath. He did something wrong, so he had to make it up to Xie Nanxing: "Then you can't touch me."

Shen Jinmo was lying with his eyes open, how could Xie Nanxing possibly go along with Shen Jinmo's wishes?

"But I fell asleep. I don't know what I did, so I can't guarantee it."

He threw the cloak on the ground, lay on the bed and patted the man leaning on the bed: "Shen Jinmo, go to bed quickly, you have to be on duty tomorrow."

Shen Jinmo lay stiffly on the inside, the medicinal fragrance wrapped around Shen Jinmo with warmth, penetrating every pore.

The feeling of kissing Xie Nanxing yesterday collided with his reason, so Shen Jinmo had to move a little further inside.

The palm with bulging veins accidentally exerted force, and the sound of the bedpost breaking was heard. Xie Nanxing raised half of his body and locked his eyes with Shen Jinmo with a smile.

"Shen Wangheng." He whispered in Shen Jinmo's ear: "If I fall asleep, will the bug crawl over my bed and continue to bite me..."

He turned over and restrained Xie Nanxing's wrists, lifting them high above his head. Looking at the fearless look of the person under him, the curve of Shen Jinmo's mouth revealed a bit of ruthlessness.

"Xie Nanxing, you asked for it."

Unable to break free, Xie Nanxing raised his head slightly, and rubbed the corner of his lips against Shen Jinmo's chin: "Your Highness forcefully kissed me and I still refuse to acknowledge it, do you think you are right?"

These words extinguished all of Shen Jinmo's lust.

He closed his eyes and buried his head in Xie Nanxing's shoulder. He was silent for a long time, and his heavy breathing stopped.

Shen Jinmo loosened all restraints on Xie Nanxing, lay down on the couch, put his arms around Xie Nanxing's waist, and let the soft body press against his chest.

"Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry for offending you." A gentle comfort fell on Xie Nanxing's back: "Go to sleep obediently, everything will be fine."

The change came so suddenly that Xie Nanxing, who was lying on Shen Jinmo's chest, couldn't understand the reason for a moment.

How could the fire of desire that he had just ignited be extinguished in such an unclear way?

No matter what, I'll just kiss him until he faints again.

Could it be that Shen Jinmo needs to be outside to control his emotions?

Xie Nanxing felt that this hobby was really beyond the ability of a man like him who would faint at the slightest kiss to bear.

However, if you try hard, you should still be able to give it a try.

Xie Nanxing, who thought he would be unable to sleep because of Shen Jinmo's abnormal behavior, fell asleep soundly on Shen Jinmo's chest.

Xie Nanxing didn't open his eyes until the warm sunlight shone through the curtains.

Xie Nanxing suddenly opened the bed curtain, stepped out of bed in his wooden clogs, looked at the sun outside, and suddenly became anxious.

Someone who used to get up on time was late today.

Xiao Gao and Yang Huai, who had been waiting on the side, pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that Xie Nanxing was wearing thin clothes, Yang Huai quickly closed the doors and windows tightly.

"Xiao Gao, the classes are over now, right?"

Xiao Gao took out the clothes that Xie Nanxing was going to wear today from the bedroom: "Master, don't worry, the prince asked Butler Mo to go to the palace school to ask for leave early in the morning."

Yang Huai smiled and said, "I heard from Ah Ping that the reason for the leave is that you were too exhausted yesterday and need to rest for a few days."

"Excessive consumption?" Xie Nanxing's eyes were filled with stagnation: "What did I do to be excessively consumed?"

Xiao Gao's hand holding the copper basin trembled, and he shook his head repeatedly: "I didn't see anything."

"Eh..." Xie Nanxing thought Xiao Gao looked smart, but actually, he was a little silly: "Hurry up and get up, or I won't believe you didn't see anything."

"Puchi." Yang Huai couldn't help laughing. His peach blossom eyes were charming.

Sui, who was lying on the tree, was dazzled in an instant and fell from the tree in a very timely manner, throwing vague memories of the past into his mind.

He stood up from the ground again and looked at Yang Huai with a deep gaze, revealing a deep affection that others could not understand.