A dedicated cannon fodder

On his left shoulder, he asked in a low voice: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

This is the second time he has asked this question today.

Ye Suyan shook his head lightly, but did not speak.

His breath was still thick and long, warmly fluttering on He Chengyun's broad and fit chest.In fact, he hasn't come back to his senses until now. They were obviously discussing the issue of the throne, how did it turn out like this in the end.

By the time he came back to his senses, everything that had to be done had been done.

The scorching lips continued to move on his bare shoulders, He Chengyun gently kissed his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Su Yan, don't say what you just said just now."

He didn't call him His Majesty, nor did he call himself a vassal, and he didn't stop kissing. He repeatedly kissed the place that had been hurt for him, and said to him in a low, almost sad way: "That would make me feel bad."

He kissed Ye Suyan's chin, and finally his lips landed on Ye Suyan's.

He looked into Ye Suyan's eyes and said in a low voice: "This is enough, I am willing to stand under you, as long as this is enough."

"Su Yan..." He Chengyun kissed Ye Suyan's eyes, kissed away the tears that suddenly fell from him, and said to his emperor in a low voice, but very seriously: "I love you."

He could no longer ask for his focused gaze, and personally destroyed the love that originally belonged to him.So this time, let him watch him alone until they all leave this world.

"I love you." He repeated again in a low voice: "So I am willing. As long as you are still willing to let me love, it is enough."

That night was very long, and they didn't know when the head of the housekeeper came to change the fire.

The imperial study room was always warm, He Chengyun hugged his majesty tightly, and the two beating hearts were closer than ever.

That's enough, he said.Book Forum