Wen Mingyu wanted to confess, but was worried that after speaking, he would get bad results. Mu Zhan probably didn't like him at all, he just regarded him as a sleeping pill and tranquilizer. It was better, but Mu Zhan liked him a little.

But the reality was completely beyond his expectations. Before he could say anything, Mu Zhan robbed him of his lines.

It wasn't enough for Mu Zhan to grab him.

Wen Mingyu's surprise at the beginning, to a complicated mood, became even more impatient and dissatisfied.

I haven't said anything yet, how can I decide that I don't like it! I've been preparing for so long, so many words!

I was so nervous that my palms were sweating, but now it's better. I'm so stimulated that my mind goes blank, I forgot all about it, and I don't know what I'm going to say.

After Mu Zhan finished speaking, he turned around and didn't want to listen to his answer, or for Mu Zhan, except for this answer, he didn't recognize anything else.

Wen Mingyu's heart was in a mess, and he didn't even notice that Mu Zhan said that confession, and when he handed the edict, his eyes stared straight at him, his body was tense, his movements were a little unnatural, and his face was expressionless. There was a trace of imperceptible tension on his face.

He was also afraid of hearing Wen Mingyu's refusal, so when he opened his mouth, he cut off the possibility and did not accept it.

After he finished speaking, Wen Mingyu looked at him in shock and disbelief, but did not give an answer for a long time. Mu Zhan waited, waited, and his heart sank slowly. Before opening his mouth, he imagined a lot, but still held a glimmer of hope that Wen Mingyu would agree.

As a result, Wen Mingyu did not agree.

Mu Zhan forced himself to turn his head to avoid showing his embarrassed side. When Wen Mingyu saw it, he acted as if nothing had happened, with no expression on his face, but his hands in his sleeves were trembling faintly.

But when Wen Mingyu saw that he was leaving, he became anxious. Since I forgot to express what I want to say, and I can't express my feelings, I simply use actions to say it.

Wen Mingyu hugged Mu Zhan directly and kissed him.

An unexpected kiss, so eager that it almost hit the lips, and the teeth almost collided.

Mu Zhan was stunned and found that Wen Mingyu took the initiative to kiss him, with surprise in his eyes.

At first, it was just his lips, but Wen Mingyu felt that it was not enough, so he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips. Soft and wet to the touch, very kissable, it is impossible to imagine that these are the lips of a tyrant, it is not at all like his usual expression, always expressionless.

Even when he confessed his marriage proposal just now, his expression was tense, not like a courtship, but more like a threat to force marriage.

Wen Mingyu was speechless and wanted to laugh. Although it was not the same as expected, the result was very good. He was worried that Mu Zhan was good to him because of the pheromone, and his worries also dissipated. Because if you just want his pheromone, there is no need to make him the queen at all. In such an important position, it is more useful than him to give any daughter of an aristocratic family who is helpful to Mu Zhan's power.

Mu Zhan didn't look like someone who would stand up casually. If he could say that, he definitely liked him, and not just a little bit.

When Wen Mingyu thought of this, her ears became extremely red, her face became hotter and hotter, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.

After Wen Mingyu kissed, Mu Zhan's face changed instantly. The calm and indifferent he just pretended to collapse instantly, like a beast that broke the cage. With instinct, he wrapped Wen Mingyu's waist with one hand and the other with the other. Holding the back of his neck, took the initiative, and kissed deeply.

Wen Mingyu was taken aback by his excessively ferocious offensive, and the conditioned reflex retreated, but Mu Zhan didn't allow him to do so at all, and immediately chased after him. Wen Mingyu was sucked so that the tip of her tongue was numb and her lips were a little sore. She opened her eyes unconsciously, looked at Mu Zhan, and found that his eyes were dark, as if he was about to swallow him.

Wen Mingyu swallowed his saliva unconsciously. After swallowing, he realized that it might not only be his, but also many of Mu Zhan's.

His face was redder and hotter, and it began to spread to his neck, like fresh red flowers blooming all over his body, not letting go of every inch.

As soon as Wen Mingyu took the initiative, Mu Zhan seemed to be insane. He hugged him tightly, shackled, wishing to embed the person in his arms, and the strength in his hands increased, causing his waist to hurt a little.

"Woo." Wen Mingyu made a vague voice and patted Mu Zhan's arm, signaling him to loosen up.

Mu Zhan seemed to understand, and he really relaxed a little, but he still tightly surrounded Wen Mingyu, giving him no space to retreat and escape.

I don't know how long it took before the kiss finally ended.

As soon as they separated, Wen Mingyu gasped a few times, then looked at Mu Zhan and said, "I like you." It's

not that I like you too.

It's just that I like you.

What he said was not an answer, but what he wanted to say before.

After finishing speaking, Wen Mingyu still complained a little dissatisfiedly and said: "I was going to say it tonight, but you are one step ahead of me, so it's fine, you haven't given me a chance to speak, what is this... "

Mu Zhan stared at him closely, as if restraining something, his voice was very low, "So, you like me? Are you serious?"

Wen Mingyu nodded seriously. Is this kind of thing still telling lies to deceive people?

As soon as he nodded, Mu Zhan kissed him again.

He didn't expect to do it again, he was stunned, Mu Zhan stretched out his hand to squeeze his face, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."

Wen Mingyu stupidly forgot, and couldn't breathe again after a while. .

His eyelashes trembled, and he was obviously flustered, as if he had been bullied.

When Mu Zhan saw it, his eyes darkened and his kiss deepened.

Wen Mingyu was forced to kiss her head up, and she didn't resist at all. Instead, she took the initiative to stick out her tongue and put it on the door, obediently letting others bully her, sweet and soft. Mu Zhan bit and didn't want to let go at all.

After kissing for a long time, they reluctantly separated.

Wen Mingyu's hands and feet were already weak and she could not stand firm, so she could only lean on Mu Zhan's arms and use him as support.

The two pheromones are closely intertwined, and they have been intimate for a long time, and it is impossible to distinguish between you and me.

Mu Zhan hugged him tightly, put his hand on the post-decree, and said, "The decree will be issued tomorrow."

Wen Mingyu still hadn't recovered. Hearing this, he was stunned for a while. Embarrassedly, he said, "This... it's not enough."

Mu Zhan's eyes immediately turned to him, squinting dangerously, "Are you lying to Gu?"

Wen Mingyu shook her head, "No, I just think it's too much. Soon, we should talk about..." Love.

However, Mu Zhan seemed extremely eager, interrupted him, frowning deeply, unable to understand, "You and I are in love with each other, why don't we get married?"

Wen Mingyu explained: "We just confessed, we will get married soon, this progress It's too soon, I want the two of you to fall in love and get along for a while."

"You like me, but don't want to marry me?" Mu Zhan narrowed his eyes, his voice a little dangerous.

Wen Mingyu was a little confused. He was obviously just saying normal things. There is a process in falling in love. How could he say it in Mu Zhan's mouth, he is like a big scumbag?

Wen Mingyu opened her mouth and didn't know what to say, "I didn't mean it that way, I just said that getting married doesn't have to be so fast, it's not that you won't get married."

"Since you think you will get married sooner or later, why do you want to delay? You can get married sooner or later. Get along in love." Mu Zhan seemed to be really puzzled, and he was really obsessed with getting married.

"...That's different." It's not that

Wen Mingyu doesn't want to get married, but he likes Mu Zhan, so he naturally wants to be with him well, and he doesn't want to have any regrets, miss anything, every good feeling that others have, He hoped that Mu Zhan could also have it. Just like the confession just now, Mu Zhan said it before him, he can either not say it, or just say something about me too. But he didn't want to, he wanted to express his love completely.

He wanted to accompany Mu Zhan through different paths, and wanted to say that even if he had no relatives, he would still be there.

Wen Mingyu stretched her arms around Mu Zhan's neck, buried her face in his arms, and couldn't help but say again, "I like you, I like it very much."

The warm breath gently sprinkled on the skin on the side of Mu Zhan's neck, It tickles like little fluffy paws.

Mu Zhan couldn't help clenching his teeth, his thin lips pursed tightly into a straight line.

Too sly to say something like that.

Make him unable to continue talking.

Mu Zhan stopped reluctantly. He didn't mention what happened next, but reached out and touched his face, pinched it, and put it on his lips again. He rubbed the pulp of his finger twice as if he was punishing, not happy. He did not agree to marry.

But tonight, undeniably, was an incredibly enjoyable night.

Mu Zhan said the words clearly, expressed his heart, and got the same answer as the best.

He bowed his head and kissed Wen Mingyu's lips once and again. It was different from the strong and warm kiss just now. It was just a light touch, an irregular peck, and the place where it fell was different, which made people couldn't help but follow Trembling.

Wen Mingyu couldn't take it anymore, she raised her head and kissed back, but Mu Zhan just moved and didn't kiss, only touched her chin.

A little unhappy.

Mu Zhan lowered his head slightly, put himself in front of him, and asked him to kiss.

The lips of the two were only a short distance apart, and they could touch each other when they pouted.

Wen Mingyu smiled, and she really pouted and kissed.

A kiss, and a little sound.

boo.

Wen Mingyu heard it, lowered her eyelashes, a little embarrassed, but she was very happy.

He likes to kiss Mu Zhan very much, it feels very close and comfortable.

His face was red, his eyes were shining, and everything he wanted to say was clearly written on his face.

Mu Zhan also smiled and stopped worrying about the edict. He could see that Wen Mingyu really liked him. The marriage will take a long time to come, and he will find a way to get Wen Mingyu to agree, and soon.

"Go to take a bath."

Mu Zhan said with a smile, and took the person to the bath.

Wen Mingyu: "...washing together?"

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows, and the answer was self-evident.

That time, Mu Zhan bit the back of his neck to make a mark, and he was dizzy behind him, but he didn't really have any impression. However, not long ago, Mu Zhan gave him a back massage in the name of acting in a script, and it was almost a wash together.

He didn't seem to resist this.

That's right, it feels a little too fast, and... it should be just a simple bath, right?

Wen Mingyu was a little nervous, and unconsciously licked her lips.

"What are you thinking about?"

Mu Zhan looked at him, the corners of his lips curled up, half a smile.

Wen Mingyu shook his head decisively, "I didn't think of anything." The

denial was too quick, but instead, there was a feeling that there was no silver here.

Wen Mingyu was so regretful that she wanted to bite her tongue. Doesn't this mean that she was thinking about something shameful just now?

The smile on Mu Zhan's face was deeper, which always made people feel perverted and dangerous.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help shaking, she took off her clothes anxiously, entered the bath anxiously, took a bath...and nothing happened?

Mu Zhan seemed to have discovered a little loss he was hiding at the bottom, and reached out and put him in his arms, "Do you want to?"

Wen Mingyu hesitated after hearing this question. He still remembers Mu Zhan's dragon horn, will there be two...?

He subconsciously glanced down.

It's the number of humans, but that's certainly not the standard size for humans!

Wen Mingyu immediately thought of retreating and shook her head quickly.

Then, he remembered that Mu Zhan could not be misunderstood, and explained: "It's not that I don't want to, I think I... need some mental preparation."

Speaking of the latter, his tone even revealed a little heavy.

How can you not want someone you like? There must be some indescribable thoughts and impulses, but, but this... He doesn't want to be in a relationship and die before he has tasted much sweetness!

He has never been so eagerly looking forward to estrus as he is now.

If it was that period, no matter what, there would be no problem.

Wen Mingyu found that she was a little too impatient and embarrassed, and hurriedly threw this thought to the back of her head and concentrated on taking a bath. It's just that Mu Zhan is right in front of him, so he can see it no matter what. Usually wearing the layered robes, you can't see it, but now there is no cover, and the strong and smooth muscle lines are clearly visible. As the movement tightens, the water droplets roll down the skin and merge into the water. Further down, there are also The deeply concave mermaid line...

He suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little bit lustful.

Looking up and looking at Mu Zhan, a strand of half-wet black hair stuck to his face, his eyes were deep and extremely sexy.

Well, it doesn't seem to be one point, but a million points.

Wen Mingyu looked away and pretended to take a shower seriously, but after a while, she couldn't help but glance over.

Mu Zhan smiled in a low voice, "You can watch it as you like, you don't need to secretly."

Wen Mingyu turned her head to meet his face in an instant, and said confidently, "Why should I secretly? You are my boyfriend!"

Mu Zhan laughed "Well, you didn't secretly."

Wen Mingyu blushed, glanced again, and said, "I'm done washing." After

landing, she went to dry her body and put on her bedclothes.

He thought that Mu Zhan would come up behind him, but he didn't hear the footsteps, and when he looked back, he found that Mu Zhan was still standing in the bathtub, and his eyes were straight on him. Even though his face became blurred through the hot white mist rising from the hot spring pool, he could clearly feel the dullness in Mu Zhan's eyes.

Mu Zhan was watching him get dressed.

Wen Mingyu moved for a while, and unconsciously squeezed the hem of her clothes with her fingertips, and grabbed a bunch of wrinkles. There was obviously some cover on his body, but he was even more ashamed than when he didn't have an inch of thread. There was almost no way to continue, and his hands and feet froze.

He lowered his head, and quickly pulled up the placket of his shirt, his belt was tied, he looked up as if nothing had happened, and said, "Is your majesty still coming up?"

He wants to go back!

Mu Zhan nodded and replied, "Go."

Wen Mingyu choked, feeling that something was wrong with herself, how could she think in a certain direction?

He tried his best to pull back his outrageous thoughts and looked at Mu Zhan silently. Many times before, Mu Zhan was dressed neatly, which formed a sharp contrast with him, making him uncomfortable, and this time he wanted to let Mu Zhan experience it.

He folded his arms and clasped them in front of his chest, deliberately looking at Mu Zhan with the frivolous eyes of admiring the beauty out of the bath.

Mu Zhan walked to the edge of the pool, holding the jade in his hand, his body broke through the water, and countless water droplets rolled down, revealing calmly. A pair of slender legs stepped on the shore and approachedWen Mingyu step by step.

He didn't care about being watched at all, rather, he wished to hear that Mingyu's eyes kept falling on him.

He put on his pajamas slowly and generously, without the slightest discomfort on his face, leaving Wen Mingyu with no sense of accomplishment, and his goal was not achieved at all. However, I have to say that Mu Zhan's figure is really good and very eye-catching.

After getting dressed, we walked back to the hall together and prepared to go to bed.

Before, two people slept in the same bed. It should be a very familiar and common thing, but Wen Mingyu felt completely different. There was an indescribable joy and excitement in her mood. No sleepiness.

He huddled in the quilt, his round eyes facing the bed curtain above his head, and soon floated to Mu Zhan again. Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and took the person into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him, saying, "Don't make me wait too long."

From the beginning of his confession, Mu Zhan almost always called himself me, not the emperor's loneliness, as if he was hearing the ming In front of Yu, standing is just an ordinary man who has lost his identity and is eager to court.

Wen Mingyu froze for a moment and licked her lips. Are you talking about getting married, or are you labeling it outright?

Glancing at Mu Zhan.

It feels like both.

Wen Mingyu had a big head, but she still nodded. In his heart, he felt that he should slow down and not be too fast, but he felt that he might not be able to bear it.

Wen Mingyu also reached out and hugged Mu Zhan's waist, burying her face in his arms.

I have to say that after confessing to each other, I feel really good, and doing these intimate actions can be taken for granted. This is my boyfriend! No one can hug me but me!

Wen Mingyu was a little smug, rubbed a few times in Mu Zhan's arms, his face was directly pressed against Mu Zhan's chest muscles, soft and hard, I have to say, it was quite comfortable...

He lowered his head and didn't notice at all, Mu Zhan's expression has become a little subtle.

Wen Mingyu hugged Mu Zhan tightly, the familiar aroma of spirits all over his body, which made people feel safe and relaxed. Slowly, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Zhan heard his gentle breathing and knew that he was asleep, so he relaxed his body and let out a long sigh of relief. If he continued to rub it, he really couldn't guarantee that he would be able to hold back.