After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Chapter 30

It was completely different from the previous bite, the young man's thin and shallow lips were lightly printed on his forehead, bringing a warm and soft touch.

He was exerting force on every part of his body, but in the end he kissed very lightly, as if facing a glass cup that would shatter at the touch of a touch, his tense back undoubtedly revealed his restraint.

Shen Mu's mind went blank, his long-sleeved fingers were clenched tightly, his fingertips turned white and his palms were sweating.

Intuition told him that this kiss was not simple, but Caton's head could not react as quickly as before.

So the body instinctively has to earn.

"...Don't move," the lips on the forehead receded a little, but they still seemed to rub against the skin, blurring the voice, "I haven't finished drawing yet."

Frowning lightly, Shen Mu didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, but in the word "don't move", he could feel the emotion that the young man was trying to bear.

He clearly remembered that the last time Xiao Fan spoke to him in such a tone was that night in Mingcheng Palace, when the young man with a headache bent down and bit him hard.

The cheers and cheers around brought Shen Mu back to his senses, and his sluggish brain began to work quickly to figure out what to do if Xiao Fan had a headache right now.

There are many people in this place, and if the incident of Xiao Fan's loss of control is reported to the court, the serious consequences will be clearly written in the book.

Taking half a step back to end the kiss, the young man's absent-minded eyes made Shen Mu's heart sink; the most important thing now is to stabilize Xiao Fan's emotions without attracting attention, so he moved slightly closer to the person, tiptoeing Wrapping around the young man's neck, he leaned into his ear and whispered very softly,

"Be patient, I'll take you away right away."

His earlobes were hot, Xiao Fan froze in place, the fresh scent of light tea made him feel stuck in his throat, and finally he only gave a muffled hum.

Fortunately, Chu Pingting completed a painting very quickly. After squinting her eyes and making random comparisons, she seldom raised her head and buried her head in painting; When the tea was not available, he pulled the paper on the table, picked it up and blew on it.

Holding a cardboard and smiling, the girl looked down at the hands they held together, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Well, seeing how good-looking you two are, I won't charge you any more."

"Happy holidays to you both."

Smiling politely, Shen Mu took the paper casually, and in the midst of the girl's probing eyes and the applause around, dragged Xiao Fan away without looking back.

Walking against the flow of people, Shen Mu dragged Xiao Fan to the front, fearing that the two of them would be scattered by the crowd, so he could only tightly hold onto the young man's hand.

I didn't realize how ambiguous the gesture of the two interlocking their fingers was.

The young man obediently followed behind without saying a word, but when someone around was dissatisfied with Shen Mu's retrograde behavior, he gave him a cold look to repel them.

But after a while, Shen Mu pulled someone to sit down on a stone bench next to a big tree. This place was a little away from the market, so it was clear and cold and no one came.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and under the bleak moonlight, he looked at Xiao Fan's face worriedly, raised his hands and pressed lightly on his temples, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

The hand on the lap almost crushed the fine clothes, Xiao Fan sat on the stone bench, looked up at Shen Mu's gentle and unknowing eyes, and felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

The evening wind blew and drove the hem of his clothes, and the bursts of light tea aroma washed away his little reason; his chest trembled lightly and took a deep breath, Xiao Fan stretched out his long arms and embraced Shen Mu who was standing in front of him, remembering With everything that happened today, I hugged the man's waist tightly.

Burying his head in Shen Mu's arms, he hummed with some fear, but also with incomparable nostalgia, "...it hurts."

The man froze, and then raised his hand to pat him on the back to comfort him, his words were full of undisguised worry.

Taking advantage of other people's kindness in exchange for love and affection, Xiao Fan felt a little despicable, but refused to let go of course.

When Jing Fan came, he was still following Ah Qing, and he said that he happened to bump into him on the way, so he followed them together; seeing the king buried his head in his arms and hugged the regent, the two of them dared not argue, and turned their backs silently.

The hands around his waist were loose, and Shen Mu called out twice when he heard that there was no movement. After a long time of no response, he guessed that Xiao Fan must have overwhelmed and fell asleep.

Thinking of the pain in the young man's eyes when he had two headache attacks in the past, Shen Mu's heart twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to lightly touch Xiao Fan's soft hair twice, sighed and did not move.

Anyway, it's too late to go back to the palace, let him rest for a while.

There was a lot of noise in the distance, only this place was silent; suddenly, Ah Qing hurriedly called out not far away.

"The comet is coming, close your eyes!"

Putting his palms together in front of him, Ah Qing narrowed his eyes before making a wish, and peeked aside quietly, only to see Jing Wen holding his sword in both hands, looking up at the starry sky indifferently.

The comet is rare in a hundred years, the young man was in a hurry, he couldn't care about anything, he raised his arm on tiptoe, his soft and boneless hand stood in front of Jing Wen, the palm was hot and humid.

Closing his eyes quickly, he hurriedly urged, "Jing Fan closes his eyes, and opening his eyes to make a wish won't work!"

"Xiao Fan," at the same time, Shen Mu watched the comet with its long tail gliding above the starry sky, and also slowly closed his eyes, with a soft voice that seemed to be crushed in the evening wind, "Make a wish. "

"Maybe it will happen soon."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the young man who was always hugging him tightly closed his eyes and smiled slightly with his lips curled up.

It has been achieved.

I only hope that when the lights of Wanjia are bright, they can hug those who care about them tightly.

After making a wish, the problem came.

How should they get Xiao Fan back.

Unable to bear to wake people up directly, Shen Mu could only break off the hands on his waist one by one, and then leaned down to let Xiao Fan lean on his shoulders.

The tall and burly Xiao Fan was nearly half a head taller than him, and when the weight of his whole body was pressed on him, Shen Mu couldn't help but staggered half a step, turned his back and said to Jing Fan, "Jing Fan, take Your Majesty back."

Just as Jing Fan was about to step forward, Xiao Fan, who had closed his eyes tightly just a moment ago, suddenly opened them, and a pair of dark eyes shone with a cold light in the dark night.

So he refused without the slightest hesitation, "I'm sorry, Lord Regent, but without His Majesty's order, I can't easily touch him."

In order to prevent Ah Qing from stepping forward to help, Jing Wen went to call for the carriage, and took Ah Qing away along the way.

After exhausting all kinds of hardships to rush back to the palace, Shen Mu was already covered in sweat when he dragged the man back to the room, and he did not see Jing Fan coming to help after instructing him countless times, so he could only hug Xiao Fan's waist by himself and lead the man to the palace. Lie down on the bed.

So Xiao Fan didn't wake up.

With a helpless long sigh, Shen Mu first covered the quilt for others, and then went out to check in front of Granny Tian's house, and after confirming that the old man had fallen asleep, he notified Ah Qing to prepare hot water, but when he returned to the house, he found that Xiao Fan was already lying Under the quilt, even the shoes and socks were taken off and placed beside the bed.

Turning to look at Jing Fan by the door, Shen Mu asked doubtfully, "You helped His Majesty take it off?"

Jing Wen nodded without changing his face, "Yes, my lord."

Faintly felt that something was wrong but couldn't tell, Shen Mu was physically and mentally exhausted and didn't bother to distinguish the true from the false; after taking out a change of clothes from the cabinet, he went behind the screen, quickly washed off the sticky sweat, and finally put on new clothes , returning to the room with a damp and hot breath.

Since Xiao Fan slept on the bed, Shen Mu could only make do with the night on the couch.

There was still the unfinished book on the recliner, and she was covered with a thin blanket. Shen Mu read the book carefully, and looked up at the bed from time to time.

It's not boring.

In the dead of night, the bright white moonlight sheds pieces of silver light in the silence of everything.

Ah Qing, who was waiting outside the door, had already dozed off, his head was biting, and there was still a drop of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth; suddenly his head stopped suddenly, and his body fell uncontrollably to the right, and he was about to hit the ground. stone ground.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the young man's little head hit a leg that appeared out of nowhere.

Jing Fan looked down at Ah Qing who hugged his calf and began to rub his face with his face, and looked back at the figure that suddenly appeared in the room.

When Xiao Fan carried him from the couch to the bed, Shen Mu had been sleeping deeply.

The man's body was lighter and softer than expected.

After carefully tucking in the quilt, Xiao Fan sat down gently next to the bed, and by the warm yellow candlelight, stared at the sleeping Shen Mu without blinking.

From the corner of the eye, he saw Chu Pingting's charcoal drawing beside the bed, Xiao Fan hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to unfold the scroll.

In the painting, he was lowering his head slightly, closing his eyes and kissing Shen Mu's bright forehead lightly; at that time, Shen Mu might not even realize that he also closed his eyes lightly, pulling Xiao Xiao with both hands. Clothes around the waist.

——The attitude is full of dependence and trust.

With a flick of his fingertips, Xiao Fan felt that the heat was burning upwards along his neck; he rolled up the scroll and put it back to its original position, looking at the man sleeping peacefully on the couch, he once again suppressed his heart. The turbulent greed that floated up.

Covering his face with one hand, a muffled sound finally sounded in the room after a long time,

"...If you are still not tempted, I will not bear it anymore."

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