My hands suddenly trembled, and I almost couldn't hold the teacup. As the cup was about to fall, a warm big hand suddenly reached over and held my hand and took the cup.?

Feeling the warmth and thin sweat in the palm of my hand, for some reason, I seemed to be hit by lightning, and I felt a little palpitation.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him, my face was already blushing.

But after he took the cup, his hand did not let go. Instead, he put the cup on the table and grabbed my hand tighter. I tried to break free gently, but after using force, he pulled it hard, and I fell down and fell into his arms.

I didn't dare to move anymore. When I felt the surging power under his tense skin, I could only tremble: "Your Highness..."

"Is there anything I dare not answer? No matter how you answer, I won't blame you."

“…”

You won't blame me, but how do you want me to answer?

He was hugged tightly in his arms all night, sleeping well or not, and no matter how he answered, I was wrong. I tried my best to lower my head and buried my face, but it seemed like I was drilling into his arms. He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile.

Then he stretched out his hand and picked me up horizontally, and then carried me to the bed in a few steps.

Seeing him leaning down at me, I subconsciously closed my eyes, but the hot breath slowly moved from my face to my cheeks and neck, and finally stopped between my neck.

After a long time, I turned my head and saw that he hugged me and fell asleep like he did last night.

I never thought I would be with him, but this is not the first time I was so scared that from the initial fright, panic, and anxiety, to now, I have only my heartbeat...

Listening to his breathing gradually sinking, I still spoke, my voice a little dull: "Your Highness, you haven't eaten yet."

"……Need not."

"But--"

"That's it, that's fine."

As he said, he let out a long breath, as if there was indescribable satisfaction and comfort. He stroked my collarbone with his straight nose, held my arms more forcefully, almost embed my body in his arms, and his skin was tightly pressed. No matter how I moved, there was a gap in the two people's bodies, and he would immediately adjust his sleeping position to make the two people's bodies close together again.

Like twins.

...

That night, I was completely sleepless.

His rare tenderness and a hint of undetectable attachment made me feel a sense of oppression as dark clouds pressed over, which tightly strangled my heart. It was difficult for me to breathe that night.

It seemed that some fine silk had formed a lingering net, surrounding me in a twists and turns.

When you wake up, you will be like a vine hanging on a tree, and you will never stop until you die.

I spent the night silently, and the morning sun shone into the room through the window paper and shone on his face. The dark eyelashes as dark as crows wings were dyed with a faint light, as if they were about to fly up at any time.

I looked at him blankly, as if I felt something, and my eyelashes trembled slightly and I opened my eyes.
Chapter completed!