In the room, Jin Liancheng was also pretending to be calm and could no longer pretend. His eyes were full of complex emotions as he looked at Shen Jue. His emotions ranged from distress to cherish and a series of sympathy for the weak...
Shen Jun was a little ashamed: "Why are you looking at me like this? It's not me who died."
"Shen Ji, I don't dislike you." The man who came over gently took Shen Ji's hand, then put it around his waist, and brought Shen Ji into his arms, as if he was comforting him with his body temperature. Drunk and cold heart.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, and Shen Ji knew what was going on in this man's mind. He explained: "It's an attempt to belittle me."
Jin Liancheng was stunned for a moment. He put his hands on Shen Zui's shoulders and lowered his head to face him: "Then why did you say that just now?"
Being frivolous and trying to be frivolous are different concepts. Trying to be frivolous means not succeeding. If you don't succeed, the person will not be guilty of death. That is indulging in excessive defense, and the victim will become the perpetrator.
He took a deep breath, exhaled a long breath, and whispered softly: "Otherwise, how could the prince stand so decisively on my side?"
Jin Liancheng said firmly: "Yes."
Shen Jue looked at him, looking at him as if he loved her deeply, and smiled softly: "It's a pity, I can't afford to gamble."
The man's hand tightened around Shen Ji's waist harder and harder, "Shen Ji, you don't have to bet, I'm also standing by your side. Shen Ji..."
He seemed to have something to say, but...
Shen Jiu stood on tiptoes, as if he was moved by his sincere feelings. Was he trying to kiss himself?
Jin Liancheng quietly pursed his lips, closed his eyes slightly, and waited obediently.
There was a drunken chuckle, and then the end of Jin Liancheng's eyes was lightly brushed by his fingertips.
"Your Majesty, there are mosquitoes."
The way for people who are extremely embarrassed to divert their emotions is to lower their heads and continue with their imagination.
The prince wants to kiss Shen Zui, but that's not allowed. Shen Zui struggles? You can't cover Jin Liancheng's mouth, but you can cover your own mouth.
"Why!" The prince was filled with resentment.
Shen Jun shook his head and whispered: "No."
He was not allowed to sleep, and he was not allowed to kiss. Poor Jin Liancheng had so many feelings for Shen Jue that he couldn't vent, and he was extremely depressed.
"Why." When he didn't get an answer, or couldn't wait for Shen Ying's answer, the man asked again.
Shen Jiu covered his mouth and muttered indistinctly: "The name is not right and the words are not right."
Letting go of Shen Jue, this time it was Jin Liancheng who was so angry that Shen Jue left.
Shen Jiong paused for a long time. When he went out, the scene was exactly the same as this morning. Jin Liancheng didn't go far, but stood at the door.
Shen Jun didn't leave directly like he did this morning. He stopped beside the man and asked proactively: "Where is the dog?"
The man resolutely refused to look at him, but couldn't help but not answer: "I went out to play."
Shen Yue's voice was soft and low: "Where are you going?"
"I'm not a dog, how can I understand." Jin Lincheng replied calmly.
He was like a troubled child. The male protagonist's appearance made Shen Jun couldn't help but curl up his lips: "Okay, I understand."
At this time, a certain dog was deemed to be too sticky and drunk, so it was tied up by its owner. It rolled around on the ground in the shade, and rolled around again. When it was tired, it let its belly dry.
He tilted his head to the left, tilted his head to the right, and looked at the blue sky outside. He couldn't figure out why it looked like it had lost its freedom.
I remember back then, when it dominated the Third Prince's Mansion, no one would respect it respectfully and avoid it. This majesty, no matter what, is gradually disappearing.