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Hearing that he didn't like it, he replaced it. Wen Qiuxing was very surprised. Was this buddy a bit too compliant with him?

Let him count it, without staring at the first meeting, staring at him intently, and then calling the princess and earl to take him away.

It seems natural to have a good impression on him.

Because of this kind of favor, even being scolded, threatened and disrespected, he was forced to eat the apple he had bitten by pressing his head!

No, the number of people on earth counts, how do you feel so bad?

Said that the mother star and alien friends communicate harmoniously?

"That's not necessary." Suddenly, the young people of the three provinces waved their hands.

"Hmm." His Majesty answered the majesty with awe.

Executive Lu held his breath and waited for the release of relief.

Looking at the other side's back and running away, Wen had a sense of dominance in his heart.

When the young man thinks, he is expressionless and cold.

The man who was the prince of a nation glanced at his eyes. He was obviously an angry young man just now: "Will I continue talking?"

There was even a little caution in the expression.

Wen Qiuxing recovered his mind: "Well, keep going."

Without knowing why, I wanted to care about him: "You haven't told me why you have dark circles on your face."

The other party was silent and gave the reason: "Headache."

Wen Qiu woke up in a trance, remembering Will at the Ellio Manor, and told him that he had a headache.

What's even more amazing is that he kissed him, when he thought it was nonsense.

Is it really good to kiss?

Thinking that since everything has been done, there will be no less meat when kissed, Wen Qiuxing took the head of his majesty and swept away the blonde hair in front of the other person and kissed, "Are you better?"

His majesty looked up at the angel's face, and the mysterious gray-blue eyes froze, stunned by the kiss.

A long time ago, someone kissed the forehead of the court like this.

But that person had already passed away a long time ago.

His Royal Highness Prince was not his moody and cruel prince today.

His Majesty the King remembered the origin of his headache. Suddenly he became restless and closed his **** eyes: "It hurts."

Wen Qiuxing: I knew Will was deceiving.

Also, his kiss is not a life-saving medicine, how could it be painless to kiss.

And when he wandered around the world, a body enveloped him, easily overwhelming him.

Feng Ting's blond hair drooped and swept across the youth's cheek, causing a slight itching.

Breathing entangled, lips close, you are happy, I am also happy.

After a period of war and chaos, the two sides tacitly separated their connected lips. You looked at me and I looked at you. Your breathing was chaotic, one was the beginning of love, and the other was shame.

But in fact, Wen Qiuxing didn't think much about it. Anyway, in his eyes, Will was sick. As long as he was well, he was not a proper person.

Correct.

I just don't know what the disease is.

Can't the high-tech medical level of the interstellar era be cured?

Or does His Majesty do not want to govern?

Feng Ting rose from the young man and sat down to breathe.

The maid came in to inform them that the dinner was ready.

"Huh." The blond man stood up and wiped his lips with his fingertips, feeling dry.

At the dining table, His Majesty the King poured a large glass of water into the ground.

At dinner, I ate twice as much food as usual. It is unbelievable. This is His Majesty the King who does not like to eat.

It’s not that Wen Qiuxing said that this gorgeous long table is terribly big, and I dare not imagine what it would look like when there was only one person eating.

Rao is a man with a big nerve like Wen Qiuxing. He also noticed that the atmosphere here is very depressing and lifeless, with no fresh taste.

It can be seen that the servants and staff around are very afraid of this majesty.

Although Wen Qiuxing couldn't feel it, there was something terrible about Her Majesty the King who was so milky and counseling.

"Does your head still hurt?" Wen Qiuxing asked.

"A little." His Majesty replied.

"Do you want to call a doctor?" Wen Qiuxing said again.

"No." Feng Ting thought for a while. The doctor who helped him last time seemed to be away, so he said, "The doctor is dead."

It was impossible for Wen Qiuxing to think about him and asked, "How did you die?"

His Majesty the King said, "Not clear."

The servants standing aside: "!!!"

You lie! Dr. Andrew was kicked to death by you!

"Oh." Wen Qiuxing didn't ask: "It's so quiet. Or would you like some pure music, do you like listening to music?"

"It's quite like." Feng Ting nodded, and then let people go to play an elegant and beautiful pure music.

Maid: "----"

God knows that they have been working here for so long, and have never heard music.

Because their majesty can't stand any noise!

A short time later, a beautifully melodious piano piece came in, adding a little romantic touch to this candlelight dinner.

"It's so good." Wen Qiuxing smiled with satisfaction and picked up the red wine glass: "Your Majesty, come?"

"..." The blond man who was invited, nodded arrogantly, raised his glass and drank with the young man.

"Speaking of it, I don't know what your majesty's name is." Wen Qiuxing said, extending his palm: "Will you write here?"

His Majesty looked at the rosy palms of the young Bai Li, nodded noblely and noblely again, raised his finger, and wrote his name on the palm of the other party stroke by stroke.

"It's a nice name." Wen Qiu Xing asked: "Your majesty looks so young, how old are you?"

He thought, Will wouldn't tell him even his real age.

However, he was beaten in the face in the next second.

"47." His Majesty the King squinted at him: "How about you?"

"21..." The earthman is immersed in his own dog blood story.

Sexual turning, he is a silly girl who sucks!

He didn't even know his husband's name, so he gave birth to the child.

Cover your face.

He just thought he was quite smart.

"Hmm." His Majesty nodded and took another sip of red wine.

When doing this, his eyes narrowed happily, obviously enjoying the atmosphere of having dinner with this young man.

You know, from a young age, nightmare-like headaches followed the court and made him restless.

After dinner, the maid brought some brand new daily necessities, clothes and so on.

Wen Qiuxing walked into the bathroom that was spacious enough to serve as a vegetable market, and planned to take a bath with petals.

Ah, the petals were placed by the maid next to the bathtub, he accidentally knocked over a basket, that's it.

Not long after he went in, His Majesty the King, who was a bit overwhelmed by dinner, gradually felt uncomfortable everywhere.

My stomach is uncomfortable and my head hurts.

He was accustomed to enduring pain, looked at the direction of the bathroom not far away, and turned his head back.

Half an hour later, the tall, thin and white young man came out with water vapor, wrapped in a thin nightgown.

His Majesty the King, still wearing military trousers, leaned on the sofa, holding his forehead with his hand, and his face was not very good.

"Headache?" Wen Qiu waked up and passed by him, and went back to see him: "It doesn't matter? Or should I ask the doctor to take a look?"

"Come here." Feng Ting ordered Wen Qiuxing.

Wen Qiuxing saw that when he was sick, he crouched next to him: "You said."

Is it dying, but don't do it.

"Knead." His Majesty the King held the hand of the young earth, resting on his abdomen.

Wen Qiuxing was dumbfounded, rub... rub?

He became Buddha and withdrew his hands: "Your abdominal muscles are as hard as a washboard and I can't rub them."

Feng Ting heard this and glanced at his jio.

"What do you want?" Wen Qiuxing turned back and hid his jio.

No, no, no, no, no.

Use your hands instead.

Inner Mongolia brother rolled up his sleeves, pushed down the majesty of the king, and pulled out the other's clothes in two or three clicks. Then he lifted it up and found that his trousers were obstructed, and he undid his trousers again.

The two hands overlapped and pressed against His Majesty's abdomen, rubbing his belly hard.

"You have eaten up." Wen Qiuxing said.

The dazzling blond hair on the head of His Majesty the King flickered with the movements of the earth, like a gorgeous golden wire.

Hey, small sample.

"Don't it hurt?" Wen Qiuxing remembered that when he was uncomfortable when he was a child, his milk treated him the same way.

Patience and coaxing him, the sweetheart is so painful, he often coaxes him to fall asleep.

After a while, His Majesty did not move.

Don't you fall asleep?

"Are you still in pain?" Wen Qiuxing cared.

"It hurts." His Majesty supported his forehead in pain, and his eyes narrowed comfortably under the palm of his hand.

But the earth is tired!

"Well, then I will stick to it for a while." Wen Qiuxing said: "But I suggest you take a hot bath to help digestion."

After five minutes.

"Go to take a shower." Wen Qiu Xing patted the unspeakable position.

"Wait again." His Majesty the King said.

"What time do you wait?" Wen Qiu waked up thinking, don't you be a sloppy ghost who doesn't like taking a bath?

That really ruined this angel's appearance.

"Headache." His Majesty the King said.

"Then let's call a doctor, please?" The grumpy brother feels that his patience is running out: "Or take a painkiller! Choose one!"

His Majesty the King was silent.

"There is no painkiller!!" Inner Mongolian brother was anxious and Trump ran out.

The man with lashes trembling, rescued the shirt collar from the opponent's hand, and went to take a bath.

About ten minutes later, the other party came out of the bathroom.

Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes and took a slobber halfway through his eyes. His eyes stared at the beautiful man who came to him.

Those long legs, that narrow waist, and Gui Gui's arrogant way of walking...sorry, this latter one is a subtraction.

If you don’t look at your brain and look at your face, his real name blows up His Majesty, the well-deserved first beautiful man in the universe.

His noble majesty, the king, found the young man's expression unobtrusive, and picked up the corners of his mouth slightly, accelerating the pace of the past.

"Come up and sit here." Wen Qiuxing patted the position next to her, flicked the other person over with a long-awaited gaze, and then pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them: "Let's talk for a while."

The expression of His Majesty the King was slightly disappointed: "..."

Tell me to tell me this when I come up?

"Your Majesty thinks my name is good?" Wen classmates began to hold back the big move.

"Huh." Feng Ting nodded, feeling the heat coming from around him, feeling very happy.

"Do you know how this name came from?" Wen Qiuxing said: "Because I was born in autumn, my grandfather gave me this name."

"Hmm." His Majesty the King's mood continues...

"Then do you like autumn?" Wen Qiuxing asked.

"Like." His Majesty the King said nonsense with his eyes open.

"That's it?" Wen Qiuxing said: "Will we go mountain climbing together next autumn? Go to see the ginkgo tree and go to the maple forest."

"..." His Majesty did not speak.

After a moment of thought by His Majesty the King, Leng Yan noblely questioned: "Why must fall?"

Wen Qiuxing: "Because the autumn scenery is beautiful."

"Oh." The emperor said no expression: "It looks good in spring and summer."

"That's right." Wen Qiuxing said, "So will autumn accompany me?"

His Majesty the King has a bad complexion, and after a while, he will turn his back to Wen Qiuxing.

Wen Qiuxing:? ? ?

This is angry?

To say there is no situation in it, who believes!

"Your Majesty." Wen Qiuxing poked Feng Ting's arm with his finger.

The other party did not respond.

"Your Majesty." Wen Qiuxing kicked the court leg with jio.

The other party returned to a lying position.

"Well, let's not talk about the topic just now." Wen Qiuxing said: "Come and talk about your favorite topic, please say."

His Majesty the King reluctantly accepted this attitude.

He moved closer to each other.

"Do you want to kiss me?" His Majesty the King threw out the topic.

"..." Wen Qiuxing.

"Are you satisfied with our intimacy on the airship?" His Majesty the King threw the topic x2.

"..." Wen Qiuxing.

There was no response for two minutes. His Majesty the King had a bad complexion and faced the earth with his ass.

"What are you doing?" Wen Qiu waked up thinking that no matter what happened, he had to bear the humiliation until he found out the truth: "I think, you turn around and kiss you."

After the other person turned around, he swallowed the other person's beautiful cheek.

The second question: "Satisfaction."

His Majesty the King: "Please be more specific."

Wen Qiuxing's forehead braved green muscles: "It's just satisfaction."

"Then..." His Majesty the King is about to throw out the topic x3.

"Sleep." Wen Qiuxing interrupted him.

After a while, His Majesty the King: "I..."

"Shut up." Wen Qiuxing interrupted x2: "Ask suicide again."

His Majesty the King: "..."

Grievous enough to want to draw a circle or not.

After a while, Wen Qiu wakes up and falls asleep.

By the glimmer of light through the tent, His Majesty the King carefully scanned the delicate and delicate face of the youth and the tall nose.

I can't tell from the appearance. This is a very bad-tempered young man.

His Majesty the Emperor Guigui arrogantly supported his cheek and placed his painless head on the pillow of the youth, listening to the breath of the youth and entering the dream.

The next morning, when Wen awakened, he saw a beautiful angel face appearing in front of him.

But it felt pleasing to the eye, and the whole head was sober.

However, Wen Qiuxing didn't care. It was a symbol of good health. Which day would it be the problem?

"Get up." Wen Qiuxing shoved Jin Cancan's head on his shoulder.

His Majesty opened his eyes, and the mysterious, hazy gray-blue eyes were blank for a second, and then he returned to Qingming, and he began to look like a madman.

"Sleep my arms, do you feel good? You?"

Wen Qiuxing slapped the back of her head to let her know how to sleep tonight.

His Majesty the King, who was slapped in the morning, silence was his last stubbornness.

The young man who got up worse than his temper got out of bed, rubbed his arms and scolded, and went to wash with water.

His Majesty combed the gorgeous blond hair with his fingers, hesitated for a few seconds, and went to the bathroom.

Comfortable sleep makes this noble man feel comfortable.

Half an hour later, the maid prepared a rich breakfast for them.

I heard that His Majesty and the young man who lived in the King’s bedroom last night, got up early for breakfast and talked and laughed.

Executive Lu has become numb.

After all, His Majesty the King also listened to music with the other party for candlelight dinner last night.

Sighing, a piece of information was passed into Lu Li's personal terminal.

Oh, the information he asked people to check, about the young man whom His Majesty loved.

Executive Lu opened the information and checked it while drinking coffee.

However, this information is destined to make him waste a cup of coffee.

When Lu Li saw the 21-year-old civilian named Wen Qiuxing turned out to be married and pregnant, he was so shocked that he dropped his cup in his hand.

"Married...?" Although it was shocking enough: "Is pregnant?!" This is the reason why Executive Lu fell off the cup.

God.

Where did your lover find this lover!

"Take out his partner's information and show it to me." Executive Lu dialed the database staff's communication number.

Soon the other party sent a second document.

Lu Li was very surprised. The young spouse turned out to be a very handsome man.

It can be seen from the photos alone that the other party is simply an aristocratic gentleman.

Executive Lu thought in a mixed mood, this gentleman's gentleman, you are really honored that your majesty has personally wore a green hat.

"Cough..." The question is, does His Majesty know about this?

Executive Lu continued to read Wen Qiuxing's personal information, which showed that he was not a worker at Fengyue, but a young man who had not graduated from a university for a long time, with a clean background and no bad records.

In other words, when the other party lied about being a **** worker, they just wanted to leave.

As for why you want to leave, of course, you are unwilling to serve your majesty...

Suddenly knowing this truth, Executive Lu was a bit stunned.

Because the seriousness of the situation has escalated!

This is no longer a simple prostitution matter.

It's their majesty's cross, sword, snatch, and love.

Let’s not say that there is a spouse, let’s say there is a baby in their stomach. What would happen if your majesty knew?

Lu Li imagined it and shivered.

His only conscience did not allow him to tell His Majesty this matter.

Because their majesty is too cruel and cold-hearted, and the whole universe trembles.

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