"Brother Wang, are you angry with me?" Jun Zhangyue was taken aback for not getting the communication. He couldn't help but think of what he said to his elder brother before he left the palace. He was so resolute and indifferent, there was nothing wrong with him being angry.
Jun Zhangyue gritted his teeth tightly. If he had known that Sikong Han was reborn, he would definitely not have said those cruel words that had no room for change.
The old eunuch watched the two brothers grow up little by little, and he really didn't want to see the two masters turn against each other one day. Seeing Jun Changyue's remorseful expression, he comforted him: "Your Highness, don't worry, the king loves you so much. I know it. It’s just that the king has been worrying about the country’s troubles these days, and he can’t sleep all night, and he is still busy now, so I just ask you to wait outside for a while.”
Jun Zhangyue sneered in his heart, worried about the country's troubles? Even if a beggar in Zhuolu City said that he was worried about the safety of Yan State, he would believe it. If it was his elder brother, it would only make people feel ridiculous. If he really cared about Yan State, how could he kill Sikong Han and then Qi Feng? ? He closed his eyes slowly, suppressed the disdain in his heart, and said to the old eunuch: "I understand, so I will wait here."
In the dormitory, Nie Jia was still playing chess with Shi Chen. Nie Jia hadn't won since it was agreed that the loser would have to take off his clothes.
He had just showered, and he was already wearing little clothes. After losing two games in a row, he was left with only an undershirt that couldn't cover anything. His slender and straight legs were exposed in the candlelight, with a faint luster like fat jade. He was still leaning on the couch, twisting the chess pieces and frowning slightly, looking at the unfavorable layout on the chessboard with a deep and dignified expression.
Nie Jia wanted to win, and wanted to see his sweetheart stripped naked in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would be stripped in reverse.
"I lost." After some struggle, Nie Jia gave up and officially lost the third set. While slowly tearing off his underwear, he looked at Shi Chen resentfully, "You did it on purpose before!"
Shi Chen took down the chessboard, stared at Nie Jia kneeling on the bed for a moment, took off the last piece of clothes slowly as if because of embarrassment, and immediately turned around, hiding all the scenery on the bed After eating a bed full of blue hair. Even so, Shi Chen only looked at his delicate and round shoulders like beautiful porcelain, and his eyes were also red.
He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to brush away Nie Jia's blue hair, and kissed him softly on the back of his neck, then hugged him tightly, held his earlobe and gently rubbed him: "Want me to hurt you?" You?"
Shi Chen's bass was close to his ears, and Nie Jia couldn't help shrinking his neck, and his breathing gradually became hot. He closed his eyes with blushing cheeks, and whispered in a slightly trembling voice, "Thinking about it."