Qin Huang, lie down obediently

Moreover, there was a person lying on his body, where did he seem to have seen this scene before?

After seeing the person on my body, I am even more uneasy. Can anyone tell me why Zhao Zheng is here?The point is why are we lying together?

He poked his face in a panic, is the mask still on?The warm skin on his face was touched between his fingers, and the metal texture of the mask was no longer there. On the other hand, Zhao Zheng, who had already sat up, said, "Shouldn't King Qin be in the palace?"

Zhao Zheng didn't answer me, instead he stroked my face as if he was stroking a lost and found treasure, "I thought I would never see you again, and you finally came back."

We should not be so familiar, right?

Reflexively slapped his hand over, making a gesture to get up, but found that every bit of strength in his body was drugged!

"It seems impolite for King Qin to do this. I have to escort the prince back to the country, so I dare not bother you here." He was about to get out of bed.

But he took my arm and pulled me back, pressed me so that I couldn't move anymore, kissed my cheek, neck and throat with warm lips, all my sensitive zones, "This king knows you are still angry, It was my king who made a mistake and let you go, but now that you are back, why not be the same as before? You are still my king's Tao Ji, and no one can replace you."

What is this all about?At this moment, my mind is completely muddled, and I can't think about his words at all. I only know that I was kissed by a man. Although I know that my sexual orientation is wrong, I never dare to try it. I am afraid that people will know that I am a pervert. After all, there is no masculinity in fashion here.

"What Tao Ji? Has the King of Qin admitted the wrong person? Hmm... let me go!"

Zhao Zheng didn't take my words seriously at all, "How can I admit my mistake?" He stroked the peach blossoms in the corner of my eyes, "This is stabbed by my own hands, who else would have it except you?" He said and kissed again. up.

"I know that you said this to anger me. I don't blame you. You will always be my king."

He licked my throat, and half of my already weak body instantly froze, and the lower body was as hot as a fire, but he still resisted, "I don't know you, get out!"

"what!"

As soon as my lower body hurts, a cold but lubricated foreign object was suddenly stabbed in. I realized it was his finger, he twitched gently, and my body trembled uncontrollably, "Go away, that's not for doing this A place to plant things, uh..."

He swallowed the rest of my words into his stomach, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and there were ripples.I just think that he is more terrifying than the king in the court at this time, "I don't know you, please let me go, you really have the wrong person."

He pulled out his wanton fingers in my body, and moved them to my hot body, "Well..." The sudden pleasure overwhelmed reason, and a melodious moan overflowed his lips.I hurriedly covered my mouth to stop making such a shameful sound.

He opened my hand and kissed my lips, the sweet liquid slid down the corner of his mouth to the ear, he seemed unwilling to let go of this sweet taste, the tip of his tongue licked in the ear, whispering with extreme temptation The voice rang in my ears: "I don't regret it, I don't regret it."

This voice seemed to take me to the clouds. It seemed that such a voice echoed in my ears long ago, so familiar and strange that it made people tremble.

I don't regret it, am I his no regret?

"Do we really know each other?"

It seems to be asking him, but also asking himself, have we known each other for a long time?This acquaintance does not refer to whether we have met or met each other, but refers to whether we have ever been so close before?

I don't know, but the feeling in my body tells me that we know each other. This feeling can't deceive anyone, but I can't believe it.

I am afraid that my cognition in the past three years has been a mistake. I have spent three years in the lies of others, which are not long but like hundreds of springs and autumns.

He paused because of this question, looked at me incredulously, then raised my waist, and stepped forward, "I will let you remember me forever."

Gently, tenderly, painfully, a little bit stuffed.Her eyes were hazy and splashed, and when she closed her eyes, two lines of clear tears rolled down her cheeks.

This feeling, I will remember.

What happens if the kite breaks its string?The answer is, it will land.

Does it hurt when you hit the ground?The answer is, I don't know.

But I did suffer from extreme pain, my whole body felt as if I had been run over by a carriage, and I could be as soft as a puddle of mud without medicine.I don't know how many times I floated in the clouds last night, until finally I lost consciousness and passed out.

I think I can remember that feeling even if I lose my memory ten times, and I can't forget it even if I reincarnate.

At this time, I was lying limp on the bed, but the culprit was sitting on the edge of the bed refreshed, feeding food and soup with a smile on his face.

He is a king, why should he be so gentle to me, a person who doesn't even understand his own identity?

I didn't think about why I was here, nor where it was, I just thought about when—to counterattack!

right!At the moment, I am just thinking about this question. I have always disliked being manipulated by others. It is my personality to fight for the dominance.

Tit for a tooth, once a dog bites me, I will definitely not bite back, I must kill it and make soup to relieve my hatred!

"Aqiu!!"