Wei Lian's consciousness was dizzy, and his movements were inflexible. He couldn't find the position of the belt after fumbling for a long time. Instead, he tugged Ji Yue's clothes in a mess.
Ji Yue was teased by him like this, and he felt stiff all over, and then he didn't know where Wei Lian touched, and his face turned red in an instant... There was a reaction.
Can't blame him. A lively and fragrant beauty is lying on top of you, touching and hugging you, and no one can stand it.
"Eh?" Wei Lian tilted his head, a little curious, "Why here..."
Ji Yue's eyes sank: "Wei Lian, get off the lonely body."
Wei Lian stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he said.
Under Ji Yue's shocked gaze, Wei Lian precisely reached into the hem of his clothes, held the conspicuous object, and murmured, "Ah, found it."
! ! !
"Wei, Xiao, Lian!" Ji Yue became angry, and with anger eyes gouged out the young man who was doing something wrong, "You are presumptuous—"
"You're only allowed to bully me, but you're not allowed to bully me back?" Wei Lian hummed, "This is my dream, I have the final say. Be nice to me, Ji Xiaoyue."
Ji Yue was terrified: "Be awake!"
God damn your dream, this is the lonely palace, the lonely dragon couch!
Ji Yue wanted to push the young man away, but Wei Lian moved his hand slightly, Ji Yue trembled slightly, and his breathing was a little low.
The body is overwhelmed with an unprecedented feeling, enough to drown in human comfort.
Ji Yuefeng's eyes narrowed slightly, she covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and there was a suppressed low panting from her throat.
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Ji Yue looked at the young man on the bed with a complicated expression.
The snow-skinned beauty sat on her knees, looking down at her right hand.
Wei Lian's fingers were slender and beautiful, with roots like jade, but at the moment they were stained with some crystal traces, Ji Yue only glanced at it and turned his head away.
Just as Ji Yue was about to call someone to fetch water to wash it off, when he turned his head, he saw the young man put his fingers in it.
Like a milk cat, she stretched out her pink tongue and licked the dirt on her fingertips.
Ji Yue: "...?!"
too crazy.
It's really crazy.
It was Wei Lian who drank to the point of unconsciousness, but Ji Yue felt that he was about to die of drunkenness.
"Wei Lian." Ji Yue forced himself to calm down, stepped forward and grabbed the young man's wrist, "Don't eat this."
The young man raised his head slightly, licked all the stains on his lips, and swallowed.
Ji Yue: "..."
Let him slow down.
He's a little confused.
For King Qin who blushed even looking at the secret drama map, Wei Lian's actions tonight were too shocking to the world.
He hadn't figured out how to deal with Wei Lian's relationship with him.
They are more intimate than pure partners, and less emotional than true lovers.
But one thing is beyond doubt.
Wei Lian is different from others.
Ji Yue lowered his eyes.
He didn't like to have a special existence in his heart.
Weaknesses and weaknesses, such things, he should not have.
Wei Lian didn't know what Ji Yue was thinking, he just raised his eyes lazily and issued a critical strike: "Faster than me, you are useless."
Ji Yue was stunned.
Those eight words echoed in his mind.
Faster than me, hello useless.
hello useless.
so useless.
Useless.
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Ji Yue smiled, and his face revealed a thrilling beauty, so beautiful that it was not like the world.
Wei Lian is indeed different from others.
He knows how to be angry better than anyone else.
Before Wei Lian woke up, Ji Yue imagined 800 ways of "how to settle accounts after Wei Lian wakes up".
And when Wei Lian really woke up—
The young man's eyes were still hazy with a hangover. He stroked his head and looked around, his eyes slowly becoming clearer.
Finally, he fixed his eyes on Ji Yue.
All four look at each other.
Wei Lian said calmly, "Your Majesty, early."
Ji Yue smiled but not smiled: "It's not early, it's getting dark."
Wei Lian was startled: "I seem to be drunk tonight..."
"Be confident, it's not like it seems." Ji Yue calmly said, "You were too drunk, so Lone picked you up. Also, you were drunk last night."
Wei Lian: "..."
A glass of wine made him sleep all day and night.
Wine is definitely not a good thing.
Wei Lian recalled carefully, and found that his memory was broken after he drank the glass of wine last night, and he had no memory of what happened after that.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a dream, who he was talking to in the dream... But who was talking to him and what he was talking about, he forgot all about it when he woke up.
Something bad happened.
Wei Lian secretly said.
Since entering the palace, he seems to have lived a casual life, but in fact everything is under control. However, the fragmented memories of this day and night have made things develop to an uncontrollable level.
What did he do this day and night
If he just sleeps peacefully, I'm afraid that he will make trouble after drinking or say some strange sleep talk... It's really impossible.
Wei Lian tried to see something from King Qin's face, but King Qin looked as usual, without any flaws.
Wei Lian asked calmly, "Is there a misdemeanor in the imperial court?"
Ji Yue laughed inexplicably.
Not only disrespectful, you are called rebellion.
Not only did he directly call the lonely name taboo, he spit out the words of slaying the king, pressed the orphan to make trouble, and after committing the crime, he dared to say that the loneliness was useless.
It is not a pity to die thousands of times.
The earlier Ji had thought about it, if Wei Lian woke up, he would list the things he did when he was drunk, and hereby inform him so that he could decide how to punish himself.
Wei Lian, who was calm and strong when he was awake, seemed to have nothing to beat. Ji Yue really wanted to see how he would deal with such a situation.
But at the young man's gentle and calm eyebrows, Ji Yue pursed his lips and suddenly lost such interest.
He knew how difficult it was for a person to be so calm and powerful.
Last night, Wei was drunk and leaned against his arms with exhaustion. He whispered, "I'm so afraid of pain."
Enough to soften anyone's heart.
Such a noble and proud son, he looks like a warm and jade-like young man, as if he has fallen into the mud, polished by the sophistication to be transparent and smooth. But there is still a lingering frivolous youthful spirit in his bones, his unsmoothed edges and corners. He also still has that innocent and childish childishness, which is a pure land that he refuses to let go.
What Ji Yue admires is Wei Lian's arrogance, why should he smash people's dignity and force them to do something submissive
"No." After a long while, Ji Yue turned his head.
"You've been sleeping until now."
Wei Lian forgot about those. Ji Yue thought.
After all, his gentleman is not joking, not lying.