Chapter 171: Isn't it just a matter of settling scores later? Who wouldn't know how to do that?
He Xile stared at the message on the terminal, and blush gradually dyed his ears red.
Is this true or false?
They had just met before, and had been apart for less than an hour... Ahem, why was His Majesty suddenly so corny? But speaking of this, He Xile had indeed not seen His Majesty's face in human form for a long time, and he missed it a little.
He recalled the giant octopus split in two, looking at the very Cthulhu-like head. Then he looked at the two-colored dessert in front of him and thought, "This octopus has turned black. It's no longer worthy of being made into octopus balls, right?" It looked like a very dark dish, very unappetizing. No one would buy it if I put it on the stall. I might even get reported.
well.
What a pity.
After eating and drinking his fill, He Xile touched his round belly and walked slowly out of the restaurant. He immediately saw a tall man in a cloak with guards following him not far away.
The man was whispering something to the guard. Half of his face was covered with black lines, and was still mostly hidden by his silver hair, but this did not affect the sharp feeling his appearance gave people.
At this moment, those beautiful ruby eyes were staring at He Xile.
He Xile's eyes lit up.
He ignored the guards around him and went straight over to Wen Jiyu, throwing himself into his arms and saying happily, "Your Majesty, you're back!"
"Yeah." Wen Jiyu's lips curled up, and he raised his arms to hug the person in his arms to prevent him from falling. The two of them hugged each other tightly in front of everyone, feeling each other's body temperature.
After a while, Wen Jiyu loosened his grip a little and said seriously, "Don't be so clingy. I still have some finishing work to do and I have to go to dinner. You wait for me in the room."
He Xile: "...Okay."
Who is more clingy?
He Xile grumbled inwardly as he and Guard 131 returned to their room. As soon as they opened the door, a cool breeze blew in, bringing a refreshing fragrance. The room was ventilated, so there was no trace of blood. The thick carpet probably wouldn't be cleaned quickly, so they simply replaced it with a new one. No one would ever know what happened in this room that afternoon.
He Xile went straight to the soft chair and lay down comfortably.
About half an hour later, Wen Jiyu finally came in. He sat across from He Xile, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips. He looked He Xile up and down and snorted softly, "You've been busy since I left?"
He Xile didn't expect that His Majesty would use this opening remark.
He thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes, I am very busy."
Ever since His Majesty "left", He Xile's life has been divided into many parts, most of which are occupied by the tentacles of a certain pink transparent little octopus and a big octopus. Before he had a holiday, he had to attend classes every day, prepare for exams, do live broadcasts, etc.... He really didn't have much free time.
Wen Jiyu gritted his teeth: "So you don't even have time to send me a message? Look at our chat history, I sent you messages and you didn't reply."
He Xile raised his eyebrows.
Your Majesty, are you here to settle the score?
He lowered his eyes, his long crow-feather-like eyelashes covering his eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently, so I forgot... Don't be angry, I'll make it up to you, okay?"
I heard that he had a meal with me.
He looked at He Xile calmly: "How do you compensate me?"
Wen Jiyu had originally just wanted He Xile to act coquettishly, but he never expected He Xile to actually ask for "compensation"! Well, he...had no choice but to obey, rubbing his hands and waiting for He Xile's compensation.
whee.
He Xile was very understanding and took the initiative to stand up and walk to Wen Jiyu's side.
He raised his legs, pressed his knees on His Majesty's chair, and leaned over to kiss Wen Jiyou.
The two of them, one standing and the other sitting, seemed to be of similar height. When they were intimate, their lips and teeth collided with each other, and even their breaths intertwined, causing the temperature around them to seem to rise a lot.
Nangfu He Xile's kissing skills are not very good and his breathing is a little rapid.
He originally had the initiative between the two parties, but this kiss seemed very soft and not deep to Wen Jiyu, and it felt like scratching an itch. After a while, His Majesty Wen Jiyu could not help it. He raised his hand and pressed He Xile's shoulder, and kissed him back hard.
The air was snatched away as His Majesty's tongue plundered He Xile's mouth, gently sweeping across his palate, bringing an undeniable itch. He Xile subconsciously dodged, tilting his head back, but Wen Jiyu caught up, not giving the human in his arms a chance to breathe.
They kissed for more than ten minutes before He Xile was finally let go.
He steadied his breathing and frowned: "My lip is broken."
Wen Jiyu's eyes dimmed slightly: "Let me see."
Wen Jiyu had calluses on his fingertips from frequent mecha piloting. He raised his hand and pressed it on He Xile's lips. He Xile hissed in pain and slapped Wen Jiyu's arm: "Be gentle."
Wen Jiyu's gaze was fixed on He Xile's red and soft lips. His mind was filled with the feeling of the kiss just now, which made him a little distracted. He agreed nonchalantly, but his hands were indeed a little lighter: "It's not serious."
"Well." He Xile asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
“…I’m not angry actually.”
The ruby-like eyes shifted slightly to the right for a moment.
Wen Jiyu knew what He Xile was doing when he didn't reply, so he felt a little guilty now. After all, He Xile would know the truth sooner or later, and then he would think back on everything they had done together...
Thinking of this, Wen Jiyu couldn't help but pursed his lips.
I always feel like this ending is going to be a little scary.
...How about delaying it a little longer and waiting until He Xile’s impression of these things is not so deep, and then confessing everything?
But He Xile doesn't dislike his true appearance——
His Majesty was suddenly in a state of conflicted emotions.
On the other side, He Xile had already quickly made a plan in his mind. He stood up and stretched: "I'm going to take a shower first."
Wen Ji said: "Okay."
The two of them showered, one in front and one behind. When Wen Jiyu came out of the bathroom, He Xile had already changed into light-colored pajamas and was sitting at the head of the bed, video chatting with Xiaotuan: "Have you arrived at the capital planet?"
"Yeah, I heard what Teacher Sang Qian said. Once the experiment starts, we can meet more often!"
Not knowing what the other party answered, He Xile's eyes curved like crescent moons.
Very beautiful.
And this beautiful human being is his.
Wen Jiyu's heart swelled, and he felt a bit like he was declaring his sovereignty, so he took the initiative to sit next to He Xile. After he came into the camera, he saw the little fox on the screen at a glance.
It was the first time for the little fox to see His Majesty at such a close distance. It was so shocked that even its tail stood up straight.
"Your Majesty..." she stammered.
"Yeah." Wen Jiyu's attitude was quite cold, with one hand on He Xile's shoulder, and the posture was very intimate.
He Xile: “…”
He Xile looked at Xiao Tuan, who was dazed and didn't dare to look His Majesty in the eye, and said, "Xiao Tuan, I'm going to sleep now. Can we talk later?"
The little chicken pecked at the rice and nodded: "Okay, okay."
The video is disconnected.
He Xile turned and looked at His Majesty.
——Although His Majesty has black lines on his face and his eyes are a highly saturated red, paired with his silver hair, the color combination is indeed strange, but he is so handsome that he should not be scary.
Is it because of different aesthetics?
And the prejudice of the Haixinna people against Your Majesty?
Or maybe it was because Wen Jiyou was the ruler of a country, and his status and position brought him natural pressure?
He Xile put himself in their shoes and imagined it. He felt that since they were unfamiliar with each other, there was definitely some restraint, but it shouldn't be said that they were afraid. After all, they were separated by terminal data...
"…Why are you looking at me? She's the one who's scared. It's none of my business."
Wen Jiyu snorted in displeasure and emphasized, "I'm your boyfriend and we sleep in the same bed. Isn't it normal for me to sit next to you after taking a shower? What's the problem?"
He Xile: "Of course not, I just remembered something." He thought to himself, forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, Wen Jiyu is with him now.
He stopped worrying and opened the terminal. In front of Wen Jiyu, he sent a message to the giant octopus: "I'm going to sleep. Send the tentacles over."
Wen sent: "?"
Wen Jiyu was very close to He Xile and saw the content of the message at a glance. He said in disbelief, "I just got back and finally got to sleep with you, and you called for tentacles? How can I be intimate with you then?"
After turning into a tentacle, Wen Jiyu's lower body could not be exposed to He Xile, and in order to avoid being discovered by He Xile, he even needed to keep a distance from He Xile.
——Although the tentacle also belonged to him, after what happened in the afternoon, Wen Ji was eager to do something different today.
They are in a legal relationship, and He Xile is an adult!
But if it turns into a tentacle... then everything will be ruined!
He Xile said innocently, "But I'm used to having the tentacle by my side. If he's not around, I'll lose sleep."
Wen sent: "..."
The two stared at each other. He Xile refused to compromise, looking at Wen Jiyu with pleading eyes. His Majesty was simply unable to resist He Xile's moist eyes. He had no choice but to mutter and reluctantly pulled the quilt over his body, pretending to be angry and said, "Okay, okay, I really can't control you anymore. Go to sleep!"
He Xile's eyes curved.
About half an hour later, the tentacle finally arrived and happily rubbed He Xile's chin with its tip.
"Stop messing around." He Xile stretched out his hand to control the tentacles, and took the time to glance at the emperor next to him who looked angry and seemed unwilling to pay attention to He Xile. He felt amused.
——He called the tentacles over on purpose.
Isn't it just a matter of settling scores later? Who wouldn't know that?
He Xile moved closer to Wen Jiyu, closing the distance between them. He immediately felt the emperor's body gradually stiffen. He pretended not to notice, turned sideways, and placed his right hand on Wen Jiyu's chest, his face pressed against the latter's shoulder. He looked like a little bird, tilted his head, and said softly, "Okay, honey, don't be angry. No matter what, you are still my favorite person."
"How about this, we sleep in the same bed tonight and cultivate our relationship."
After saying that, He Xile suddenly threw off the quilt.
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