The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

Yan Qin actually fantasized about the scenarios they might have performed countless times, but it wasn't like this.

In the imagination, the young man has dreamy feelings, he will prepare a fragrant grease, and he will have a long relationship with his brother, instead of being so hasty.

He also carried the swift night cold on his body, mixed with the chill of Mobei.

He murmured alone, knowing that he could not get the answer, but the reaction he felt in his hands was actually the answer.

Lin Sui was dumbfounded and couldn't speak, and she was glad that she didn't need to bother to pretend at this moment.

His lips were pale from the pain, and sweat was oozing from his forehead and palms.

This is not the result of Yan Qin's madness and madness, on the contrary, Yan Qin is still patient under such circumstances.

It's just that the canal is too narrow in the face of the bright moon.

Excavation is like a knife carving flesh and blood. If you want to divert water and open a canal, you will have to suffer a lot.

Lin Sui's eyes vacantly fell on Yan Qin's body, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, hiding a fine light.

In fact, sometimes he didn't like Mrs. Yan Qin thinking about him. Yan Qin clearly wanted to strangle him, but his movements were still restrained and gentle.

This made him fall into deeper guilt, even though he didn't want to use the word against Yan Qin.

Lin Sui felt that she had no conscience at all, so she was particularly annoyed by this emotion.

Lin Sui bit on Yan Qin's shoulder, the smell of blood permeated between her lips and teeth, as if she was about to tear a piece of flesh and blood from Yan Qin's body.

His movements were frantic with hatred, and his eyes were hazy and sad.

Lin Sui thought that Yan Qin had grown up a lot.

"Brother Huang, bite lightly, don't hurt your teeth, or the younger brother should feel distressed."

Yan Qin ignored the pain in his shoulders, his tone was gentle and strange, and it was numbingly affectionate.

The dark clouds outside the hall dispersed again, and the sound of armor colliding with the Royal Forest Army rang out in the night.

No one was looking at the Golden Palace, and no one would have thought that the king of a country was being controlled inside.

In the extreme tranquility, landscape ink paintings were born.

The moon rises and frightens the mountain bird, and when it sings in the chūn stream.

Cuckoo birds chirping, weak water gurgling.

"If the imperial brother likes it, he can bite anywhere," Yan Qin chuckled lightly, but his smile disappeared again, his face changed, his eyes fixed on Lin Sui and he said, "I forgot, the imperial brother doesn't like it at all. "

The arrogant and noble young emperor leaned on his unrelated younger brother, and hid the content in his eyes.

Yan Qin seemed to want to pour out all the hatred of losing his love, being suspicious, and being killed by his beloved, every time it was the ultimate.

"I just want you to love me. I don't want to seize power at all. Brother Huang, you can not give me what I ask for, but why do you doubt me?"

Yan Qin threw away the title of the emperor's brother and minister, and this identity, and only asked from the perspective of two people.

He wasn't an abandoned bereaved dog, and he wasn't fully trusted from the start.

"Is it good that I have been stupid, but you are so ruthless and I have been stupid, so you can't help but throw it away. I know, you like useful people."

Yan Qin couldn't help but bring up some aggrieved cry, thinking about the past, more depressed.

Lin Sui felt Yan Qin's tears and was a little stunned.

He couldn't help covering his aching stomach and stared at Yan Qin with his eyes open.

I cried when I cried, and I wished he and the dragon chair were chiseled together because the tears had any bonus?

Lin Sui was still surprised, she had never seen Yan Qin cry at this time, but unfortunately it was too dark to see Yan Qin's appearance.

"Brother Huang, try to trust me. I will never tell your secrets. Others can criticize you for any reason, but blood cannot. Brother Huang, you are the only emperor of Dayan."

Relying on Lin Sui's inability to speak, Yan Qin said the thoughts in her heart together.

He knows that his remarks can be said to be ashamed of the ancestors, but so what, treating him well is not the ancestors, nor the ancient ritual system, but the person in front of him.

What responded to Yan Qin was a slap that fell on his face, but when the hand was raised, it happened to be contradicted. Yan Qin looked at the hand that landed on his cheek weakly with water in his eyes, instead more excited.

Beautiful things can arouse people's desire for destruction, and arrogant vulnerability will even more.

Yan Qin took Lin Sui's hand and kissed his pale knuckles.

"Brother Huang, it must be uncomfortable to sit on the dragon chair, my brother will hold you and sit."

Yan Qin looked considerate and thoughtfully used Lin Sui as a cushion.

"Brother Huang, do you still remember that you took me on a horseback ride a few years ago, from the Imperial Garden back to the East Palace, you were so dignified back then, I would always dream of that day later, thinking that one day I would also take the emperor brother to ride a horse, Now that his wish has been fulfilled, the emperor should be happy too."

"I was wrong again, how can the emperor be happy, I'm afraid I can't wait to go back to that day and strangle me to death, but who let the emperor have a good heart and let me die."

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring, and Yan Qin implements this truth to the end.

The indistinct whimper could only be turned into a vague voice because it was muted, like the thin mist before the sunrise, which penetrated into people's hearts.

It's a pity that there is not enough time, and Yan Qin has some regrets.

Although he came recklessly, on the way, he had already planned how to deal with the aftermath.