The beauty of the world Dong Xian

The dream is over, and it is already the kingdom of reality.

Nonghen couldn't believe that he had returned to reality, because, beside his pillow, there was still the person he had been thinking about day and night.Jinping!

Is it a dream or reality?

Nonghen stroked his head, he couldn't tell the difference.

"Brother Nong, you're awake..."

Jinping's voice came softly.

The ethereal bedroom.It is still the same as it was before, with misty mist and harmonious atmosphere, and the faint fragrance of lavender adds a bit of charm to the whole bedroom.With soft veils, gorgeous bronze mirrors, elegant patterns carved beside the bed, sapphire incense burners, and exquisite Persian carpets, this room can be called a paradise!

"No, Jin'er should call you His Majesty..."

A soft whisper made Nonghen slightly open his misty eyes, and look at the person in front of him through the white gauze of the bed curtain, the beauty is like peony in the mist, and the white gauze remains motionless.Light smoke from the incense burner hovers and rises.

Such a beautiful Jinping made Nonghen take a deep breath, his face burned so fast, and his heart beat so hot.He couldn't help becoming anxious, he even felt his breathing became short, and the whole bedroom seemed to be as if a needle had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

"What a nice view……"

Finally, faint palace lanterns and muffled voices came out from the gauze tent.The voice of these words was very soft, with a little laziness and the comfort and magnetism of a breeze.

Gentle like a gust of wind passed over Jinping's heart, although it was just two words of gentleness, but Jinping's heart was scorching hot like drinking old wine by mistake.

Although it was hot and made him frown, there was a special flavor that was enough to smooth his slightly frowning brows. Just like that, moths flew into the flame unscrupulously.

"emperor……"

Slowly raising his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with gentleness and beauty like a river full of autumn water, and his big watery eyes were as charming as a deer.

Looking at Nonghen's charming eyes, the two stared at each other like cherry blossom petals that fell to the mortal world, and those cherry blossom petals that fell to the mortal world brought his thoughts back to the first time they looked at each other...

There is still some excitement and even anticipation. This feeling is completely different from what Yan Xiao brought to him. The gentleness of Yan Xiao is like the smiling oriole in the valley. Although it is faint, it is very beautiful.

But Jinping's words and eyes are like the illusion of fragmentation when a volcano erupts, an illusion that is on the verge of despair and collapse, but it is endless aftertaste.

Perhaps, this feeling has existed from the very beginning, and this beginning was a wrong start.

Jinping lifted up the white veil silently, as if setting off a faint white smoke.Sitting on Gethen's lap, the thin shirt on his body also slid down his pure white shoulders along with the light smoke, revealing his skin.

His skin is as smooth as a flower bone with dewdrops, which makes people want to pierce it when they see it.

thumping!thumping!thumping!thumping!thumping!

He suddenly felt that his heart was beating so fast.So close that he could hear his own heartbeat.

In the boundless bedroom, under the soft white gauze tent, the house is full of spring.

Nong Hen looked at Jinping's snow-like skin with great interest, his dream, his dream of wanting Jinping to love him, seemed to come true at this very moment.