The young man on earth, whose heart was still throbbing from that uncontrolled kiss, was beaten to pieces by His Majesty Sand Sculpture's words.
What do you mean I don't mind if you continue to like me
He said it as if he was about to accept alms.
"Fuck..." Wen Qiuxing was furious, and pushed away the king who looked like a 2.58 million man: "What's the use of your fucking body remembering me? What I need is your brain to remember me!"
As he spoke, he found that the originally noisy surroundings had become extremely quiet because of his roaring.
For a while, passers-by, Brother Bing, and His Majesty Sand Sculpture all stared at him dumbfounded.
Then countless professional and non-professional people frantically took screenshots, as excited as if they knew the incredible first-hand news, and expressed their knowledge on the Internet with text and pictures.
"Marriage change!! Doesn't exist!!"
#两古下君齐appeared on the streets of XX night market and kissed passionately, breaking the rumors of marriage change#
#婚婧下婚重气 Declaration: I want your body and soul to be devoted to me! #
The camera rewinds to the crowded street, the scene is very lively, and there seems to be a tendency to lose control.
"Leave here first." Feng Ting looked around, thinking in his heart that Wen Qiuxing is now pregnant with a child of more than two months, it would be bad if he was knocked and bumped.
Wen Qiuxing was still in a daze at the moment, and when he came back to his senses, he just wanted to give himself a hammer and die, how could he do such a shameful thing in public.
It must have been repressed recently!
Not that he is stupid.
"Let's go." The king pulled Wen Qiuxing to his side, almost hugging Wen Qiuxing and walking forward, while helping Wen Qiuxing put the scarf and hat back on.
The tenderness at this moment is very much like someone who was so careful with Wen Qiuxing.
It's really... It makes people reluctant to push away this excellent wind-shielding effect.
But indulgence belongs to indulgence, the principle must be adhered to, he is no longer the kind of little girl who is coaxed and then follows, he is as free as the wind, he wants good looks and good looks, and he wants to have two children.
"That..." There were a lot of people, and Wen Qiuxing walked a little slowly.
"What's the matter, don't you want to go by yourself?" The king's disgusted voice came from next to his ear, and before Wen Qiuxing could deny it, the other party easily picked him up, with amazing arms: "Then let me hold you Let's go, it's such a hassle."
Wen Qiuxing was almost going crazy, and he had a new understanding of the sand sculpture level of His Majesty Sand Sculpture, but the person was already on the opponent's shoulder, so he had no choice but to put his arms around the king's neck.
From this height, you can see the crowds on the whole street, and everyone should be taking pictures of them leaving.
The young man who has covered his face with a scarf can almost imagine that the news tonight and tomorrow will be explosive.
"Will this press your stomach?" The king tried his best to avoid Wen Qiuxing's stomach, but he was still worried that he was not doing enough.
"No..." Wen Qiuxing pricked his own palms to figure out whether it was real or a dream. Why did His Majesty Sand Sculpture suddenly be kind to him in two nights: "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"
However, the king was only focused on walking forward, as if he didn't hear Wen Qiuxing's question at all.
Maybe it was too noisy around, I really didn't hear it, Wen Qiuxing didn't continue to hold on to it, for him, some questions were not worth asking twice.
Five minutes later, under the escort of Brother Bing, the two boarded a suspension vehicle at the intersection.
There were only the two of them in the car, and it was finally quiet the moment the door was closed.
"Thank you." Although Wen Qiuxing didn't take the initiative to ask for a hug, but he walked all the way in his arms.
His Majesty the King turned his collar, stretched out his long legs, and adjusted into a comfortable and casual sitting position: "If you really want to thank me, then give me a kiss."
What
Wen Qiuxing couldn't react, so he pretended to be stupid and didn't respond to this request.
"Let me check the news." He thinks it should be blown up by now.
I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.
The good thing is that they temporarily get rid of all kinds of speculation about marriage changes on the Internet, which makes their relationship sweeter to a higher level. The bad thing is that they will be more stressed when they divorce in the future.
The ignored king stroked his hair, and his perfectly contoured profile was reflected on the special glass window, making him look a little depressed and depressed.
When Wen Qiu woke up to watch the news, he stared out the window where it started to rain.
The gray-blue eyes looked gloomy at first glance, but it seemed that two fires were burning.
"Don't look at it." After Wen Qiuxing found out that it was raining, he reached out and turned His Majesty's head over to prevent the other party from looking at the rain for a long time and recalling bad memories.
This action did interrupt something, but it had nothing to do with the past.
No matter how his personality changes, the man who still wears a prosperous and beautiful face looks at Wen Qiuxing with full of inquiry and a little bit of bewilderment.
His Majesty felt that he, who had lost his memory for fourteen years, was living a very unreal life these days.
It seemed that what was lost was not the memory of fourteen years, but something more important than life.
But he would not admit it with his mouth, even though he wanted to be close to this young man very much in his heart.
When the other party left the palace without greeting him, it was no exaggeration for his world to collapse, he was so angry that he didn't want to eat.
I thought that the young man who loved him so much would actively contact him, but in the end there was only a plain text message, not even a communication.
And the kiss at the meeting had already exhausted Feng Ting's initiative in this life, and the invitation to kiss that was directly ignored just now made him want to die.
"I'll kiss you once." Wen Qiuxing felt sorry for His Majesty who was in the shadow of the rainy day, held his face and kissed him without saying a word, and used his not bad kissing skills while the king was sluggish.
When Wen Qiuxing's lips approached, Feng Ting closed his eyes subconsciously. Apart from the subtle sound of rain, only the sound of him kissing Wen Qiuxing and the man's heavy breathing was left in his ears.
"Are you satisfied?" After Wen Qiuxing finished kissing, he leaned on the seat and retreated to his own seat, making it difficult for people to see whether he just wanted to complete the task or indulged in it.
Just after the kiss, Feng Ting's handsome face was a little hot and red, but his breath was still steady, he snorted softly, and moved his shining eyes elsewhere.
His arm resting on the armrest hangs naturally, his fingers are slender and beautiful, sometimes relaxed, sometimes tightened unnaturally.
Just an arm's length away, Wen Qiuxing could feel His Majesty Sand Sculpture's inner struggle and the movement of the deer bumping wildly.
In other words, this girl actually likes him, but why does she owe him like that
Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes, he had no intention of accepting this unspeakable love at all.
If the other party doesn't tell him, he pretends not to know.
"How is your son these days?" Wen Qiuxing started talking about other topics.
"He's fine." The king replied, and he didn't believe it. Wen Qiuxing didn't check on his son through surveillance these days.
"Oh." Wen Qiuxing also asked casually, focusing his energy on the light screen that was turned on. Sure enough, the photos of them at the night market just now were posted on Xingwang by passers-by, and the comments were full of screams.
It's really complicated, Wen Qiuxing thought to himself, the first time he and His Majesty Sand Sculpture publicly showed their affection, it turned out to be to dispel rumors...
In view of the fact that the youth's light screen is hidden, the king wants to ask what attracts your attention so much, and then think, their terminals are connected, and you can find out by looking online.
So the king clicked on the page the other party was looking at, and saw a picture in front of him.
On the bustling street, his tall back stands out from the crowd, making the young man lying on his shoulders and embracing his neck the most conspicuous existence in the whole picture.
Even though the scarf covers half of the face, the photographer captured the delicate eyebrows very clearly.
You can even see the astonishment in the young man's eyes, as if he is wondering how things will develop like this.
The king carefully stared at this photo for a long time, until some unspeakable changes occurred, then he looked away, and then continued to read the comments below.
The citizens were very excited, and the messages were full of ahhh and hahaha.
To put it simply, he was very satisfied with his performance tonight, including leaving with his pregnant queen in his arms.
More than an hour later, the weather over the palace was dry and there was no sign of rain.
Executive Officer Lu received His Majesty the King and Queen who came back overnight on the tarmac, and he felt a lot more relieved. Yes, he also saw the news on the Internet in the palace.
Although there are still some doubts, it is not clear whether the two majesties did this to dispel rumors, or whether they have indeed reconciled.
However, seeing that the two His Majesties had no communication on the way back to the dormitory, Executive Officer Lu's heart arose again.
"I'll go and see the baby first." Wen Qiuxing said, and then went directly to the baby's room.
The king who was walking in front paused, turned around and followed him, and the two of them entered the baby room together.
This move made Executive Lu speculate that even if the two His Majesties hadn't completely reconciled, they had already broken the ice.
It was getting late, and His Royal Highness the Little Crown Prince had already fallen asleep under the care of the staff.
Wen Qiuxing didn't dare to act recklessly, and just stared at the bedside for a long time, sighing with emotion in a low voice: "My son is so beautiful."
Hearing this, Feng Ting glanced at the little face that looked exactly like him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Let's watch it tomorrow, don't disturb his sleep."
"Oh." Wen Qiuxing thought about it, but when he thought about taking turns taking a bath, he waved his hand: "You go take a bath first, and I'll watch for a while."
Feng Ting pursed his lips: "Headache."
Only then did Wen Qiuxing think of this incident. Although His Majesty Sha Diao lost his memory, he still couldn't bear the pain of the other party: "Well, I will go with you."
A businesslike tone and attitude is simply irritating.
"Are you waiting for me to apologize to you?" Feng Ting guessed.
"Huh? What apology?" Wen Qiuxing walked in front with arms folded. He looked slender and had long legs, and his figure was particularly striking. It didn't look like he had given birth.
The fact is that the other's belly is currently pregnant with another one.
Feng Ting was extremely depressed, and wished that time could go back to when he just woke up: "It's nothing, you don't need it."
He passed Wen Qiuxing and walked into the bathroom.
"Wait." Wen Qiuxing stretched out his hand, crossed Feng Ting's chest, propped the wall to block the opponent's way: "If I heard correctly, you want to apologize to me?"
This is really red rain in the sky, which is very surprising.
Wen Qiuxing's face was full of surprises, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the handsome blond guy with a cold face: "That's good, you apologize quickly, I'm listening."
As he spoke, he licked his ears.
Feng Ting was dumbfounded, and couldn't believe the viciousness of this young man, but knowing that the other party wanted to watch the show, he suppressed his temper and snorted uncomfortably: "Sorry."
Wen Qiuxing blinked: "I didn't hear what you said clearly."
Feng Ting clenched his fist, then let go, and said, "I'm sorry."
Under Wen Qiuxing's watchful eyes, the king took a deep breath like a broken jar, his eyes turned to the ceiling, and his fingers roughly tore open the neckline, revealing a scene: "I apologize for my bad attitude before."
It sounds like it's true.
Wen Qiuxing: "Okay, I accept your apology." He wouldn't play "I don't listen to me or I don't listen to me." The other party was straightforward, but he was more straightforward, and then patted the guy on the shoulder: "Go take a shower."
The young man's straightforwardness made the king stunned, somewhat beyond his expectation.
But the fact that the face was slapped was not limited to this one, otherwise he would not have been crazy, wanting to get close to this ordinary young man whom he crazily detested for no reason.
The king once wanted to resist, but his reason could not meet the needs of his body.
Even his headaches proved to him that he really needed the young man.
"Wait." Following Wen Qiuxing's movement, Feng Ting wrapped his arms around the waist that could not be seen to be pregnant, tightened them excitedly and cautiously, and then put his head sideways on the two light-colored lips.
"Why are you suddenly... um..." Wen Qiuxing opened his mouth to speak, but was blocked by the king's tongue in an instant, and then the man sucked kisses in his mouth without hesitation, asking for it.
After a while, he kissed him softly.
No, forget it, the key is that the guy still took his clothes off.
"Feng Ting!" Wen Qiuxing never thought that he would have a relationship with the amnesiac Sand Sculpture Majesty so soon, but this body is too familiar with the other party, and he was defeated after being teased a few times.
"Huh?" The man's eyes were dark, he took time out of his busy schedule to give Wen Qiuxing a puzzled look, and then continued to close his eyes and gave Wen Qiuxing a melting kiss.
It's delicious and enjoyable!
But shit, he really didn't want to do it...
"Get out, I don't want to do it." Wen Qiuxing twisted his head to find a space to speak, but was soon caught back by a hand, His Majesty's slender five fingers almost covered the entire back of his head, his complexion was so white against the black hair shine.
"I need you." Feng Ting's voice was low and hoarse, and he directly told the young man the discomfort that had troubled him for two days. If he didn't do this, the agitation in his heart like a primitive animal would not be soothed, and then he would be like Like a lunatic, he does more stupid and ridiculous things.
"I want your mother's head!" Wen Qiuxing finally understood, this girl apologized to him, not from the heart at all, but had to do it for some reason.
Maybe the ultimate goal is to have a physical relationship with him.
As for why, who the hell knows!
Thinking of this, Wen Qiuxing was so angry that he wanted to explode, but he rationally analyzed that it was not worthwhile to be angry with himself and the baby.
And because he was afraid that the baby would be hurt during the struggle, Wen Qiuxing could only cooperate as much as possible.
But this did not prevent him from pulling Feng Ting's hair vigorously, and scratching Feng Ting's back vigorously, so as to vent his inner anger.
"Oh shit… "
I don't know if the other party was holding back, or if it was intentional, Wen Qiuxing was made to cry, and he couldn't bear the intensity and frequency of constantly changing the battlefield.
The stinging pain from the broken hair on his head and the scratching on his back sometimes made the man whose mind was blank regain some sanity, but soon fell into unsatisfied desire and continued to demand from the young man.
…
"Feng Ting, I beg you..." Wen Qiuxing was so weak that he couldn't hear him, crying and saying: "No more."
Hearing the helpless begging in a daze, Feng Ting's heart throbbed, loving and distressed, and immediately ordered the body that kept asking to stop.
Although he really wasn't enough, the beast in his heart was temporarily appeased.
"sorry… "
Wen Qiuxing felt a touch of warmth on his forehead and paused for a moment, then was hugged tightly...
"..." He wanted to say, what the hell are you trembling, it's me who should be trembling... Even the strength to roll his eyes was exhausted just now, and he clearly experienced what the two wars are like.
Ten minutes later, the young man on earth who regained his strength broke away the man's hand from his waist.
No, he didn't break it.
"Let go." Wen Qiuxing's voice was cold.
Feng Ting hugged him without saying a word.
"...You wait for me." Wen Qiuxing and the king were in a stalemate for a moment, and their eyelids began to fight, so they decided to settle accounts with the king after getting enough sleep.
At this time, the man who had been pretending to be dead slightly loosened his tense muscles, and the gray-blue pupils on his face were sometimes chaotic and sometimes painful.
The only thing that remains the same is that he is reluctant to let go of the body in his arms.
Even though his body was trembling with pain when the memory merged, the king still remembered not to hug her too tightly, and not to strangle the little sweetheart's stomach...
Because there's their baby there.
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