"Let go!" Han Zhiyuan's voice was full of anger but also cold, but unfortunately, he was facing a little emperor who could be as shameless as he wanted in private.
"Don't let it go!"
The little emperor hugged Han Zhiyuan's waist tightly, but Han Zhiyuan ate the food mixed with soft tendon powder, and his internal strength was completely lost, so he couldn't do anything about such a foolish little emperor.
Han Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, "Either kill me or let me go." Han Zhiyuan's words were full of decisiveness, and there was no room for negotiation. It could be heard that he was extremely angry at the self-righteous behavior of the little emperor.
Sima Jinlin raised his head in disbelief and looked at Han Zhiyuan, "This is your love? Do you hate me so much?"
"No, I only blame myself for loving the wrong person," Han Zhiyuan said indifferently, "I fell in love with the person I shouldn't love, and in the end I lost blood." It felt like the strong girl Mary Su was on her upper body again.
"Nonsense," the little emperor roared, "if you really love me, why don't you want to stay with me? As the emperor, I have done this for you, what do you want?"
"Heh," Han Zhiyuan sneered and stared at him coldly, "Listen to what you said, you still look down on my love as an emperor, you don't understand what love is, and you don't understand me either. Why are you angry and sad, do you think that if you like me a little, I should be grateful to Dade and be happy?"
The little emperor was shocked, and he did not deny that he had some such thoughts, but he did like the days when he was with Han Zhiyuan, and he liked Han Zhiyuan's love and care for him.
"Do you know that you are trampling on my love. I, Han Zhiyuan, can't afford to love someone like you." Han Zhiyuan said coldly.
"Trample?" Again and again, the emperor's prestige has also been endured to the limit, and the little emperor's face is also cold, "Han Zhongxin, you are enough, the one who said that he loves me is you, and now it is you who say that I don't love me, I. There is also a limit to your patience, do you really think that I must be yours?"
Han Zhiyuan faced each other with a cold face, did not say a word, just listened to the little emperor continue:
"You deserve to die for your sins, but I leave you alive. You don't know how to cherish the grace of the emperor. What are you doing here?"
"Caomin can't bear the emperor's long grace." Han Zhiyuan looked like he didn't eat hard or soft.
"If I let you bear it, you have to bear it!" Sima Jinlin's eyes were red with anger, and he really couldn't understand why this person did this. Don't you love him love him? Wouldn't it suit him to have him by his side now? What are you dissatisfied with? His position of power? Didn't he say that he has no intention of the throne? Doesn't it mean that everything is not as important as yourself
"Hmph, is the emperor insisting on imprisoning the grass people here?" Han Zhiyuan's eyes dimmed.
"I have made up my mind," Sima Jinlin also said coldly, "until you figure it out."
"Then ask the emperor to give Caomin a death." Han Zhiyuan closed his eyes, in fact, he was a little impatient.
"I'm not allowed," Sima Jinlin's eyes were already red, and the unfamiliar pain in his chest made him breathless. He only felt that every word of Han Zhiyuan made him both painful and angry. Then, the little emperor who had been stimulated for a long time lost his breath again. Rationally, Han Zhiyuan pounced on him, "Your life is mine, and if I don't allow you to die, you can't die."
In fact, Han Zhiyuan was also a little angry at this time. The little emperor's love was too domineering and extreme. It was impossible for Han Zhiyuan to accept such love if he liked him, so he was angry, but at the same time, Han Zhiyuan was also a little anxious.
His body temperature has not moved since the rise just now. He thought it would be useful to continue to stimulate the little emperor's anger, but after a few more rounds of stimulation, his body temperature actually stagnated. It's no use getting tangled up.
Han Zhiyuan didn't like the plot of such a strong female Mary Su's upper body, and even he was actually a little disgusted. It was too hypocritical and too sloppy. If it is a man, just be decisive, so here you are playing Qiongyao drama with me and me. ah? Annoyed to death.
As a result, Han Zhiyuan, who was gradually losing his patience, slowly became a little irritable, and secretly figured out whether it was time to change his approach.
But at this moment, the little emperor who was stimulated by him to lose his mind again rushed up, and Han Zhiyuan was caught off guard and pushed onto the big bed by him.
"Your life is mine, and if I don't allow you to die, you can't die."
When Han Zhiyuan looked up, he saw the little emperor pounced on him, staring at him fiercely with red eyes. This domineering and unreasonable tone made Han Zhiyuan, who was gradually losing his patience, lose his patience in a split second.
So, Han Zhiyuan changed his previous indifference, grief, anger, etc., he turned around abruptly and switched positions with the little emperor, and then stretched his long legs to hold the little emperor's legs, and his two hands directly pressed the little emperor's legs. The hands were cut back at the sides, and then the whole person was attached, completely clasping the little emperor between him and the bed.
Han Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking down at the little emperor condescendingly, his voice was low, even a little scary, full of aggression, "You want me to stay here that much?"
Han Zhiyuan's sudden change made Sima Jinlin a little stunned, and even though he found that he was completely controlled by Han Zhiyuan and couldn't move at all, a moment of surprise and panic flashed in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.
"Yes."
At this time, Han Zhiyuan was full of danger. Just like the Han Zhiyuan who pressed him to do that kind of thing before, the danger was so dangerous that one could not help trembling. Sima Jinlin had no idea why Han Zhiyuan suddenly became like this. I don't know why the soft tendons lose their effectiveness, but at this moment, his momentum cannot be weak.
"Even if I hate your way?" Han Zhiyuan continued to ask in a low voice, and at the same time used one hand to cut the little emperor's hands behind his head, and the other hand clasped the little emperor's pointed chin. .
Han Zhiyuan's strength was definitely not gentle, and the little emperor was forced to raise his chin slightly and show his fair neck in front of Han Zhiyuan's eyes. Han Zhiyuan could clearly see his rolling Adam's apple, which was slightly more delicate than his own.
However, the little emperor remained calm in the face of danger and stubbornly said, "Yes."
Han Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and suddenly the palm of his hand holding his lower jaw turned over, and the next second he clasped the little emperor's fair neck, and then approached the little emperor's eyes dangerously, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Sima Jinlin's heart was beating wildly, the hand on his neck was clearly palpable, and even as long as Han Zhiyuan exerted a little force, there was no doubt that his strength would immediately kill him. However, the little emperor's steadiness and ability to remain calm have been cultivated since childhood, and the more dangerous the situation, the more he can keep his composure.
No matter how coquettish and ignorant he is on the face, in fact, his heart is like a mirror, he is very clear about what to do and what not to do, and he always grasps that degree skillfully. Just like now, at the time of life and death, he can still think quickly in his mind and make the most harmless decision to him.
"I'm afraid," the little emperor rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously, Han Zhiyuan clearly felt his nervousness under the palm of his hand, but saw his eyes firmly continue, "But I believe in Uncle Huang, I believe Uncle Huang will definitely not will do so."
In fact, if Han Zhiyuan, who spoiled him in the past, assisted him with sincerity, and said that he had no intention of taking the throne, his refusal to take action was only a one-sided statement, then when he returned from the battlefield, he would find that he had done nothing but did nothing, even the night before. Han Zhiyuan, who was taken to the prison without resistance, made Sima Jinlin sure that he would not do anything to himself.
That's why he dared to do this, to face the furious Prince Regent alone, so he was sure that Han Zhiyuan would not touch him.
"Heh," Han Zhiyuan suddenly sneered, "You're right, I won't kill you." I have to say that the little emperor is smart and courageous.
"However," Han Zhiyuan suddenly laughed evilly, "Since the emperor likes female subjugation so much, the grass people will satisfy you."
Han Zhiyuan just suddenly felt that since the previous method did not work, he had to find another way. Before that, why not eat the food that was so delicious and delivered to the door
"Hmm~ you um, you Han Zhong... um~" The little emperor panicked for a moment, but soon, he was softly kissed by Han Zhiyuan. In fact, his body was completely familiar with this man's touch.
…… The light has been turned on in the indescribable place, where the black light is blind and the fire can't be seen...
It was not until the little emperor's voice became hoarse under Han Zhiyuan's actions, and even his reaction became much smaller, that Han Zhiyuan reached the peak with him.
At this time, Han Zhiyuan was finally covered with a trace of guilt. Although the little emperor needed to clean up, Han Zhiyuan himself had passed it a bit.
Looking at the unconscious little emperor, the bed was in a mess, Han Zhiyuan finally sighed, resigned to his fate and greeted Xiao Dezi to prepare hot water, then carefully carried the person to clean up, and then carried the person back to the bed.
As soon as Han Zhiyuan put it down, the little guy unconsciously put it up and shrunk into his arms, or the pain caused by some indescribable place made him frown unconsciously, Han Zhiyuan simply started to bring him in.
Then, watching his head arched in his arms to find a comfortable position, Han Zhiyuan reached out and poked his slightly bulging cheek, feeling as good as ever, and then Han Zhiyuan fell into deep thought.
The body temperature is stagnant, that is to say, it is useless to stimulate the little emperor so much, so what is the problem
Han Zhiyuan can be sure that the little emperor has feelings for him, and his position in his heart is far beyond what he expected at the beginning, which can be seen from his extreme behavior this time.
However, with the body temperature stagnant, the matter of the seal could not go any further, and such a radical and unreasonable little emperor, Han Zhiyuan was actually very helpless, very helpless.
After the impulse passed, Han Zhiyuan had to calm down and think about what to do next. Time was shortening day by day, and Han Zhiyuan's death time was also decreasing day by day.
Han Zhiyuan also became alert when he suddenly found a bruise on his arm one day, and then the bruise became bigger and bigger, and Han Zhiyuan was shocked to realize that the Demon King had given him a year, and that his body was already there before he arrived. Death, that is to say, when the time comes, it is very likely that this body will become a corpse, and if the seal cannot be broken, Han Zhiyuan will naturally not be able to survive.
Therefore, he had to step up the time, but his original plan was disrupted by the unexpected writing of the little emperor, and now he must re-plan, but fortunately there is no change in the general direction, just, put more effort That's it.
The little emperor, who didn't know Han Zhiyuan's thoughts, was filled with joy when he found out that he woke up in Han Zhiyuan's arms the next morning.
Sure enough, Uncle Huang loved him so much that he couldn't help himself, wouldn't that still forgive him
Then, I felt that the unspeakable place in the back seemed to have been cleaned up, and a burst of coolness seemed to be drugged. Suddenly, most of the haze from this period of time disappeared in an instant.
Then, as soon as the little emperor opened his eyes, he looked at Shang Han Zhiyuan's eyes full of guilt and distress. At that moment, the little emperor was excited and felt that everything last night was worth it, but he was timid towards Shang Han Zhiyuan's eyes. timid.
"Uncle Huang~" The hoarse voice that came out of his mouth startled him a lot.
Han Zhiyuan hugged him both self-blame and distressed. He couldn't help reaching out and caressing his aggrieved and scared little face, "I was wrong last night, is it still uncomfortable?"
"Uncle, have you forgiven me?" The little emperor asked without answering.
"Hey," Han Zhiyuan suddenly let out a long sigh, and then poked his face dotingly, "I really can't help you."
The little emperor was instantly overjoyed. Although he noticed that Han Zhiyuan flashed a complicated expression, he didn't care too much. He just felt extremely happy in his heart. At the same time, he was also a little bit uncontrollably proud. Sure enough, Uncle Huang loved me to the core.
But I don't know, Han Zhiyuan's mind at this time is that he has to use a bigger trick to make you realize that you also love me like your bones.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Little Emperor: Uncle really loves me so much that I can't help myself.
Han Zhiyuan: Hehe
Little Emperor: My beauty is the best in the world, my figure is unparalleled, my status is supreme, my status is extremely noble, and my personality is soft, cute and domineering. other people
Han Zhiyuan: What can I do to save you
Little Emperor: Huh
Han Zhiyuan: The Demon King will abolish you.
You ruined his reputation!