The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

His wrist was sunken in the quilt, Rossiu's silver-gray pupils were sleepy, and he seemed to have not woken up yet. He turned his head and looked at Evelyn's hand, which was pressing his wrist. The man's hand had distinct joints and protruded. Very good-looking, with bulging veins on his arms, sexy and full of pheromones, showing the strength of his body as if courting a mate——

Rossiu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his silver hair was messy behind him. He raised his upper body, as if trying to break free from the shackles, so Evrai's hand holding his wrist tightened. In the next moment, Evrai I felt a warm and humid touch on my wrist.

Rossi tilted his head and kissed his wrist bone. The side face broke into Evelay's field of vision, and his half-down eyelashes trembled slightly.

His nightgown was messy, with a sharp jawline on the side, but inexplicably carried a sense of fragile fragility, his cold and pale complexion was still sickly, and his collar was unbuttoned with two buttons, decadent and sickly.

Evelyn straightened his face, while Rossiu lay on the bed and looked at him, his eyes were calm and hazy, as if he hadn't recovered from his dream, and all his actions were done involuntarily by his subconscious mind.

"His Royal Highness Rossiu." Evelyn asked, "What's wrong?"

He felt him trembling.

The breathing that fell on his wrist bones just now was also not steady.

Is he upset?

Rossiu didn't speak, but struggled with his wrist, and broke away from Evelyn's loosely gripped palm, grabbed Evelyn's clothes, pulled his collar down, raised his chin, and kissed him the corners of his lips.

The moist and soft touch of the corners of the lips is irresistible.

Evelyn's eyes widened sharply, his amber pupils were full of shock, he held his breath, pale with fright.

Rossiu's lips... so soft.

Like cotton candy, exudes a sweet smell, I really want to take a bite.

The lips attached to the corners of his lips seemed to be scratching the surface.

At that moment, all the messy things appeared in Ivory's mind, and his heart woke up like a bird standing on a branch outside, chirping non-stop, and the rhythm was so cheerful.

"Evrye..." Los Xiu seemed to have come back to his senses, raised his jaw back, and slowly loosened his collar.

Having tasted the sweetness, Evelyn pursed his lower lip, put his arms around his waist, and when he lowered his head to touch his lips, the tip of his nose collided with Rossiu's first, and the bitterness came up.

Evelyn rolled out of bed and covered his nose, Rossiu blinked with reddened eyes, and a moist luster appeared in his eyes.

After a while, Evelyn rubbed his sore nose, stood by the bed, bent down to change Rossiu's dressing.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Ephrae asked.

Rossiu: "Yeah."

It was as if nothing had happened between the two of them. From Evrye's point of view, it was just a kiss without sticking out his tongue, and Rossiu was not very sober at that time, so it was nothing.

But his heart was itchy, and a small seed of dissatisfaction was planted in his heart, and sooner or later it would usher in the day when it took root and sprouted.

Rossiu looked at the hem of Evelai's clothes protruding from the waistband of his trousers. The hem of the clothes was dangling in front of him. He stretched out his hand and pulled it. Evelai's movement to get the medicine stopped, and he turned to look at him.

Luo Sixiu was hit by him for a while, and he was completely awake. The tip of his nose and the tail of his eyes were still moist and thin red. He looked pitiful, but the expression on his face was extremely calm, which made people think To... bully.

Everett looked away restrainedly, looked at him holding the hand on the hem of his clothes, and asked him what he dreamed about.

Luo Xixiu tugged, helped him tuck the hem of the clothes back, and tidied up. He sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed, his pupils rolling behind his eyelids.

"It's dark, and there's the sound of dripping water." He said softly, "Everly, have you ever been to the dungeon?"

Evelyn shook his head.

Rossiu: "I've been to many times—"

When Ivory lowered his head to treat his wound, he raised his arm and stretched his five fingers. He flicked the broken hair at the corner of Ivory's forehead and inserted it into his hair, "Only once, as a person being interrogated .”

The whip is very painful, and the words of humiliation and ridicule are even more disgusting. There are endless ways of questioning in the dungeon. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. This is the truth that a three-year-old child understands.

Los Xiu is a hard bone, no one can chew it off.

But those two months still seemed to have left an imprint on his bones.

During the days of fleeing with Evelee, Rossiu was tense and rarely had nightmares, but he never thought that he would dream about things in the dungeon on the first night after returning.

The lotion brings a cooling sensation when applied to the wound.

"Evely." Rossiu put his arms around Evely's wrist, "Can you come and sleep with me tonight?"

Evelyn paused, raised his eyes to meet Rossiu's light eyes, and his words seemed to be purely asking for help.

Just like he said before, "help me".

"If I have nightmares again, just wake me up."

"If you call me, I'll wake up."

That night, the bright moon climbed into the night sky, and the moonlight fell on the roof. Evelai stood beside Rossiu's bed with his pillow in his arms.

How did the matter develop to this point? I have to start with the mysterious "good" in the daytime.

"Come on." Losiu lifted the quilt and said.

Evelyn swallowed, put the pillow on the side of the bed, sat on the side of the bed, straightened the wrinkles on the pillow, a warm body came from behind, Rossiu's chin rested on his shoulder, and his hands went around his waist.

"If you're going to sleep, you have to take off your clothes." Rossiu said.

Evelyn: "I'll do it myself, Your Highness Rossiu."

He came here after taking a shower, but when he came to see Los Xiu, he subconsciously dressed completely.

"Call me Rose Xiu." Rose Xiu said, "You have helped me many times before, haven't you? As a human being, don't you have to pay attention to reciprocity?"

He spoke almost close to Effley's earlobe, and his breath sprayed behind his earlobe, causing a trembling numbness, and Efray closed his eyes.

"Your Highness, I will help you because it is inconvenient for you at that time."

"It's almost the same." Los Xiu didn't correct his address.

Effley: "..."

That was much worse.

While talking, Evelyn's belt was untied, Rossiu got out of bed, went to bring him a nightgown, it was stained with the smell of Rossiu's body, as if being hugged by him, it was him who took a breath the taste of.

It is too ambiguous atmosphere.

After going to bed, the smell became even stronger.

Los Xiu had another nightmare that night.

In the middle of the night, Ephraine was tense before going to bed, and woke up when there was any movement in Luo Sixiu. The sleeping man pursed his lips, frowned, panting very suppressedly, and there was a low sound in his throat. muffled sound.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Los Xiu..."

Los Xiu suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's all right." Evelyn leaned over and hugged Rossiu in his arms, patting his back comfortingly.

Los Xiu wrapped his arms around his waist and grabbed his clothes, eyes sleepy, buried his head on his neck, took a deep breath, and sighed, "Evrye."

"I'm here."

"Can you give me a kiss?"

Evelyn paused for a moment, then slowly let go of the hand holding him, looking at his face in the dark night, he was not sure if Rossiu hadn't woken up yet, that's why he made such a request to him.

The silver-gray eyes couldn't see the look inside, they were so empty as if they had been hollowed out of emotion.

Evelyn lowered his head, his eyes fell on his lips, he moved away as if being burned, held his face, and kissed his brow.

Luo Sixiu, who looks fragile and sensitive, has weaknesses all over his body, which really makes people want to love him well.

Los Xiu leaned his head on his shoulder, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and stroked his lips in the dark night.

Sooner or later Evelyn would kiss here, from the bottom of his heart, kiss him.

His Majesty the King asked Rossiu to take a good rest these days, and did not arrange anything for him, but Rossiu was still very busy during the day. His Majesty the King summoned Evelyn this morning.

The white pillars in the hall are engraved with golden lines, elegant and luxurious, the boots step on the ground, and the spacious space even echoes slightly. His majesty the king has graying temples, holds a scepter in his hand, and has deep eye sockets. Luo Sixiu has a relationship with him. Somewhat alike, the expressions in the pupils are restrained, the difference is that one is younger, more lively, and the other has the vicissitudes and calmness of the years.

"Please take care of the lack of hospitality during this time." His Majesty said, in order to thank him for rescuing Luo Sixiu, he said, "You can tell me what you want."

"Your Majesty." Evelyn put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly, "What I want, His Highness Rossiu..."

"Your Majesty." A voice interrupted Effley's words.

A slender figure walked in from outside. Luo Sixiu was wearing a formal attire. The well-fitting attire highlighted every inch of his body, with broad shoulders, slender waist and long legs.

"Why are you here?" His Majesty the King looked at the people who came.

Ross practiced a salute and said, "Good day, Your Majesty, why didn't you tell me when you called my people away?"

Evelyn had been called in private.

"I just want to put a reward on this brave and upright knight."

The king looked at Ivlai again. Ivlai didn't finish what he said just now, and it was easy to cause ambiguity. From the first time he met him, he realized that Rossiu treated him differently.

Los Xiu seldom shows a strong possessive desire to someone. The fourth princess, Ariane, came to him after seeing Los Xiu and the others. He has always been more tolerant of his daughter than his son. The fourth princess babbled in front of him. For a long time, he said that Luo Sixiu had a new favorite and didn't love his sister anymore.

Los Xiu: "Your Majesty, since this matter is caused by me, leave it to me."

"Luo Sixiu, during this time, you should also think about the matter of the princess." His Majesty said, "The dinner in a few days is a good opportunity, maybe you should get to know the noble ladies well."

--princess.

Evelyn turned his head and glanced at Rossiu.

"I see." Rossiu prevaricated, "I will think about it carefully, but you know I don't have much time to go shopping and eat with them, and they will all think I'm boring in the end."

It's not that Luo Sixiu is boring, but Luo Sixiu's neglected behavior, no one can bear it, let alone a proud noble lady, no one likes a hot face with a cold butt, Luo Sixiu can't see anyone for ten days and a half months , seeing one side couldn't deal with it for long, and left in a hurry.

But the king couldn't say anything about it.

The scorching sun cast two shadows on the ground.

Rossiu and Ephrai came out one after the other, and Evrai was a little absent-minded, and Luoxiu stopped in front of the stairs, and he directly bumped into Luoxiu's shoulder, and Luoxiu fell forward.

Evelyn suddenly came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and grabbed Rossiu's wrist, pulled him back, and half hugged his shoulder.

Evelyn: "Are you okay?"

Los Xiu raised his head: "What are you thinking?"

Effley: "Nothing."

"I won't marry the princess." Rose Xiu said.

He looked at Luo Sixiu's face that seemed to be swearing something, and was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lips, raised his hand to brush away the broken hair on his cheek, and let go of the arm around Luo Xiu's waist, "Luo Sixiu Your Highness, walk carefully."

Los Xiu lowered his eyelids to cover the disappointment in his eyes, "You are the one who lost your mind."

"why?"

"what?"

"Why don't you marry the princess." Evelyn asked him with his head tilted.

The expression on his face is very serious, but the expression in the amber pupils is not as easy to see as usual, it seems to be covered with a thick layer of armor, but like a sharp arrow, it can directly see into the most fragile camouflage in the heart .

"Because I don't like it." Luo Sixiu said, avoiding his gaze.

Evelyn nodded, "I see."

Know what?

But he didn't say anything after that.

The two walked out and ran into the second prince who was looking for His Majesty. The Second Prince was wearing a white robe, with the same golden curly hair as His Majesty falling behind, and greeted them with a gentle expression.

"Mr. Evelee, good day." He said with a smile, even if Evelee was not a big man, he still took care of him gently, looking different from those nobles with obvious sense of class.

He said that he had heard about Effley's deeds a long time ago, praised Effley for his bravery, and every word was a compliment to Effley.

But his eyes seemed to have no temperature, different from Luo Sixiu's pair of silver-gray pupils that looked indifferent but were actually vivid, the second prince's eyes revealed a hypocritical gentleness.

"We should go." Rossiu stood in front of Effley, "Goodbye."

Su Wente looked at Luo Sixiu's strong posture, shook his head and smiled, seemingly helpless, "Well, I should go in too, it's not good to keep His Majesty waiting for a long time, we will talk later."

He nodded at Yves.

The second prince's back disappeared at the door, and they were staggered in his direction.

"Does it look good?" A voice rang in his ear.

Evelyn looked away.

"He's not like you or His Majesty," said Evelyn.

Rossiu: "He is the child of my father's mistress."

"Is that so..." Evelyn glanced at the door again.

His face was forcibly snapped back.

"Every, don't look at him."

This is his rare childish side, as if a beloved toy is about to be snatched from him.

"why?"

"You are mine, knight." Rossiu said simply and rudely, "You must obey my orders."

Effley: "...well, I agree with you."

Since Luo Xiu said that he couldn't sleep well at night, it would be better if he was around, so in the past few nights, Evelyn will share a room with Luo Xiu and spend night after night.

As the night fell outside the window, Evelyn put on his nightgown and got on Rossiu's bed. The two of them were lying on the bed under a quilt. After a while, Evelyn had an extra foot in the quilt and put it on Ivory's bed. Fry's calf.

"Everly, do you want to talk to me?"

"Talk about... what?"

Iflay stepped aside, another arm invaded under the blanket.

"Just say something."

"His Royal Highness, please don't do this."

"How?"

The position on the bed that belonged to Evelyn was gradually encroached on.

Effley: "Does Your Highness really not know?"

"How do I know if you don't tell me." Losiu lay on his side, propped his head up, his silver hair poured down behind him, the window behind him had no curtains, and the moonlight penetrated in, his silver hair seemed to melt into the moonlight among.

His fingertips ran along Ivlai's forehead, across his closed eyes, touched the tip of his nose, landed on his lips, and stroked the corners of his lips twice.

This place was touched by Rossiu before, but in another place.

Already... the limit.

There was a rustling sound, and Evrye turned over from under the quilt, and pressed the person who didn't sleep well and lit the fire as much as he wanted on the bed.

"Hmm..." Rossi hummed softly.

"Your Highness, don't test a man's self-control." Evelyn said.

Brotherhood is easily spoiled.

Evelai's brotherhood with Los Xiu is deteriorating, and just now, it is rushing in an irreversible direction.

He had evil thoughts about Rossiu.

Los Xiu looked at him without blinking, his eyes trembling slightly, as if he was frightened by his sudden violent behavior.

"There will be no next time." Evelyn let go of him with dark eyes.

Effley thinks that Rossiu is like a cat that seduces people and causes trouble. Every time he seems to cause trouble, he licks his paws reservedly, as if he is sure that he will not do anything to him, unscrupulous... let Evelyn wanted to bully him so hard that his skin would turn red from crying, and he had to cry and tell him that he wouldn't dare next time.

That face, with that look on it, must look good.

It's... so evil.

Los Xiu lay on the bed, panting, for a moment, the man's eyes seemed to be eating people, bursting with fiery colors.

what……

What a heart-warming look.

In the dark night, Los Xiu raised the corners of his lips and licked his lips.

Sure enough, if you want to achieve this level, you won't be indifferent.