I Really Like That Guy!

There were several lights burning in the corner of the huge bedroom, the lights were on and off, flickering, and the dim light filled the spacious and spacious palace, leaving no gaps.

The heavy window curtain slammed down, blocking the penetration of the light, and the vision was dim and dark for a moment, like falling into a dream.

Arlo lay on his back, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, surrounded by floating water.

The man's knuckled fingers were rough and hard, the rough touch slipped across the skin, and the subtle tingling and tingling slowly penetrated into the internal organs from the outside to the inside.

"Can you do it?" The girl who was able to provoke people with ease, her voice had a somewhat indistinct vibrato.

The man's hoarse voice was as calm as ever: "Well."

"You know?" Originally just wanting to talk, A Luo, who was a little nervous, suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

The man who bowed his head stopped moving. For some reason, he understood the meaning of her words in an instant, and explained in a general way: "This subordinate has been trained, but I haven't done it. It's just training the dark guard's concentration."

A Luo breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head slightly and lowered it again, she looked up at him: "Okay, you continue."

Between the light and shadow, she could see the old face of the man. She had looked at that face for several days, and it stands to reason that she had already gotten used to it, and even during the day she could make some intimate actions towards him.

But at this moment, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't like it.

Perhaps it was the pair of dark and sharp eyes that did not match this face. Even at this time, his eyes were still calm, and he couldn't see any heat. Qing Lingling was like a cold and deep obsidian. Only the darker eyes can see the slightest clue.

A Luo turned his head away, no longer looking at him, but at the slightly shaking bed curtain beside him.

He was very keen, and immediately noticed that her emotions were wrong, he stopped and hesitated and said, "Princess, but your subordinates are not doing well?"

A Luo shook his head slightly: "No, I just don't want to see this face at this time."

The air was quiet for a moment, and then there was the sound of rustling clothes rubbing, the heat source shrouded in the body was inadvertently pulled away, and the exposed skin immediately felt a coldness.

A Luo looked back and saw that the man was getting up and getting out of bed. Noticing her suspicious gaze, he said hoarsely, "Princess wait a moment."

A little premonition rose in his heart, and Arlo suddenly began to look forward to it.

Eleven didn't leave for too long and came back soon.

There was no sound as he walked, and only a long shadow gradually approached through the light gauze curtain.

A Luo held his breath slightly, only to see a hand lift the curtain, and the man's figure came into view.

The surrounding light was dim, and Arlo couldn't help but open his eyes wide, as if only in this way could he see him completely.

He leaned over, and the unfamiliar and somewhat familiar face entered his eyes more intuitively, with long dark eyebrows, deep and dark eyes, a high nose bridge, angular lips, and a firm and smooth jawline .

This is an extremely aggressive appearance, and at a glance, it pierces the heart like a sharp sword.

Handsome and sharp, cold and dangerous, probably rarely seeing sunlight, his skin was unhealthy pale, with a hint of gloomy beauty.

"Princess, is this all right?" he asked her in a low voice, a look of uncertainty hidden between his eyebrows.

A Luo stared at him for a while, and when he saw the corners of the man's lips pursing without a trace, he just said, "Didn't you say that unless you die, the dark guard can't show his true face in front of people?"

With a low tone, the man looked directly at her and said, "Princess is different."

"Huh? What's the difference?" Arlo raised his eyebrows curiously.

Eleven didn't answer anymore, he buried his head down, his rough palms were hot, stroked her slender and tender arms, and held the handful of fragrant snow.

The plum blossoms in full bloom in the heavy snow were plucked from the branches without pity, gently smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and greedily put them in the mouth, chewing and tasting its taste.

The girl opened her mouth and exhaled lightly, her thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her snow-white teeth bit her blushing lips.

Her bright eyes overflowed with crystal water light, the mist filled the air, the water color was blurred, and she said in a low voice: "Lighten up."

Why don't you leave any preparations and start right away?

However, although his posture is skilled, judging from the strength of his strike, it should be the first time.

She lowered her eyes and saw his drooping head, his hair was still the same half-white hair of the old king, and the handsome face with the expression on it, under the half-light and half-dark visual effect, was beautiful and thrilling.

"Why are you so calm when you do this kind of thing?" Arlo couldn't help but want to ask, and he did.

The man's eyelids lightly lifted, his eyes fell on the girl's delicate face, and he paused: "This subordinate is not calm."

Arlo: "Huh?"

The monarch's uniform on him hadn't been taken off, only the belt was unfastened. At this time, he raised his hand, and the wide robe opened in the air and slowly fell, covering the heads of the two of them.

A Luo's eyes suddenly darkened, and along with the darkness, there was a hot and hard body.

The slender fingers inserted into her hair, dragged the back of her neck, and the strong fingertips forced her to meet a touch of warm lips.

Lips and teeth meet, breath smells.

That is the most intimate distance in the world, a touch that makes people tremble uncontrollably. The soul seems to be tightly entangled, dragged and pulled out of the body, into another warm place, and being greedy and demanding.

Breathing his breath, the shackles could not struggle in this darkness, and under his strong control, he passively broke through all defenses and went straight to her softest place.

Several fingers held the girl's fair and slender calf, and the knuckles were pale and bone-colored. He finally let go of her delicate lips and gently licked the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes. His tone was still calm, but his voice was extremely hoarse: "My subordinates have offended you, please forgive me."

After a long time, the girl's embarrassed voice came: "Forgive what sin, do it quickly."

"As ordered...Princess." Eleven replied in a hoarse voice.

The more humble his tone, the more arrogant his actions.

How delightful it is to make those who are high above bow their heads, press down and take for themselves what they once looked up to and out of reach.

Until the dawn broke, the morning fog was everywhere.

For a long time, the man stared at the girl who had fallen asleep with tears on her face, her obsidian-like eyes faintly flushed. After all, before the palace servant called him to get up, he dressed himself up again to cover up the evidence of the crime committed in the following incident last night.

When A Luo woke up again, he was already in Luanfeng Palace.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Caiqin's red eyes. Seeing that she was awake, Caiqin said with red eyes, "Niangniang, are you all right? What do you want to eat?"

A Luo knew at a glance that she had misunderstood, and when he looked at the other palace servants around him, they all had expressions of pity on their faces.

Needless to say, these people must have thought that the old monarch tortured her.

In fact, it was just because both of them were first-timers, and on the eleventh, she had not controlled herself yet, so she just fainted from exhaustion, and it wasn't as serious as it seemed.

A Luo sat up from the bed, her whole body was sore, she couldn't help frowning.

Caiqin hurriedly came over to help her, her tears were about to fall, "Niangniang, what are you doing like this..."

A Luo patted her hand, a smile appeared on his pale little face, and his eyebrows curved in satisfaction: "Don't worry, I'm all willing, Your Majesty is my husband, it doesn't matter how he treats me, as long as he's happy All right."

Then, Arlo was satisfied to find that everyone looked at her with more pity.

A Luo was unwell, so he ate a little for breakfast, and was about to go back to sleep to make up for it when he heard Caiqin say that other concubines in the harem came to greet her.

Having said that, A Luo has been in the palace for so long and has never seen other concubines.

She stood up in high spirits and put a soft pillow behind her waist, "Come in."

After a while, Caiqin led a few women into the door. These women are not too young. The oldest looks at least forty or fifty years old, and there is no beauty in the various styles that A Luo imagined.

Seeing A Luo, several people saluted her in a proper manner, and then announced their intentions.

It turned out that they had come to hand over the management of the harem. They had been managing things in the harem before, but this morning, the monarch sent someone to ask them to hand over their rights, and a few people took the liberty to visit.

Arlo did not refuse, and the handover between the two parties was successfully completed without any contradiction.

Afterwards, a few people left soon, without leaving a cup of tea. Seeing A Luo staring at their backs, Caiqin said, "Isn't the lady who doesn't like the ladies coming to greet them?"

A Luo tilted his body to make himself more comfortable, "I still want more people to talk to me, how come I haven't seen a few sisters for so long, isn't there a few concubines in this palace? ?"

After hesitating for a while, Caiqin came over and explained in a low voice: "All the empresses are afraid of Your Majesty, so they dare not go out. If they were to be seen by His Majesty, I'm afraid they would be like Empresses..."

Hearing this, Arlo nodded in agreement: "It's better not to come out."

Caiqin thought that her majesty finally wanted to understand, knowing that His Majesty is a fire pit, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Madam can figure it out, you are so young, Your Majesty will one day go before you, and then you will be free. "

A Luo: "If they don't come out, His Majesty can only see me alone."

Caiqin: "..."

Seeing Caiqin's skeptical expression on life, Arlo smiled without saying a word, and happily lay down to sleep in his own cage.

On the other side, the old monarch went straight to the Luanfeng Palace, and as soon as he reached the imperial garden, he saw a girl in pink, blindfolded, playing with the palace servants among the flowers.

The girl's tender laughter was like a silver bell, and it was spread far away in the wind.

When the monarch arrived, all the palace people knelt on the ground. The girl was covered with white gauze before her eyes. She did not see this scene. She groped and walked to the monarch.

Such a fresh and pure girl has always been the monarch's favorite.

However, under everyone's attention, the old monarch took two steps back and said in a low voice, "If you don't bow down to your lord, you will commit the following crime, drag it down, and be locked up for a month."