Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 2073
This yellow belt is such an important item, how can you just tear it?
These young people!
Eunuch Liu walked forward cautiously, and before he had taken a few steps, he saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the curtain. It was slightly pale, and the knuckles were covered with red marks from interlocking the fingers. There were also newly healed teeth marks on the edge of the thumb.
With years of experience in serving, Eunuch Liu recognized at a glance that this was the hand of his Majesty.
This, this, this, how come the dragon body is even worse than the yellow belt!
As if sensing the presence of someone outside, Du Linyuan immediately spoke up and stopped the old eunuch from approaching.
“You don’t need to serve me today. Everyone, leave. Leave the hot water behind. Pass on my order. Anyone who opens the palace door without permission will be killed.”
“Yes.” Eunuch Liu responded with his head down, and soon walked away in small steps.
It was not until the palace door closed again that Du Linyuan turned around and gently stroked Si Jin’s long white hair with the sunlight coming through the window.
Last night, for some reason, Jinjin changed because of the bullying. She now has white hair and blue eyes, just like when we first met, and she is much stronger too.
Logically speaking, he could be suppressed.
But in fact, she was hugging him and crying, being extremely well-behaved.
What a beautiful god, what a rare good fortune.
Du Linyuan didn’t know that the god he saw in his childhood was just a trick that Si Jin came to the dimension and saw him.
He just reached out and gently wiped the tears from Si Jin’s eyes, counting the traces from time to time, kissing the collarbone, and was filled with joy.
The continuous small movements finally woke up the god who was still half asleep. He waved his hands unhappily, snorted twice, changed his posture and wanted to continue sleeping, but was picked up by Du Linyuan by the waist.
Si Jin cleared his throat and wanted to ask what you were going to do, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he just said “you…” and the rest of the words died automatically.
Si Jin suddenly found it a little ridiculous.
What happened to him? Wasn’t it just a meeting with a fragment of his own soul? It was all in the past, what was the big deal?
He actually dragged little A Yuan along and indulged himself to such an extent.
No future.
The warm water slowly poured over his body. Si Jin frowned slightly, and then he realized that his appearance in the bathtub had changed.
The long white hair fell on the shoulders, stopped at the collarbone where water droplets had accumulated, and was tightly entangled with Du Linyuan’s black hair behind him, as if even the hair was reluctant to be separated.
Si Jin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, stretched out his hand, and tried to separate the two strands of hair, as if blaming himself, and muttered: “Pretentious.”
But soon, Du Linyuan put his hair together again and argued with him childishly: “It’s just pretentious, what can you do about it?”
Si Jin was amused by him, leaned on his shoulder and asked: “When did I change?”
“About the end of the first hour last night.”
“Really? Why don’t I remember?”
“Maybe it’s because you weren’t in a clear mind at that time?” Du Linyuan mocked him: “You just cried.”
Si Jin frowned and asked unconvincedly: “I suddenly changed, aren’t you afraid?”
“Don’t be afraid.” Du Linyuan shook his head: “I like you like this.”
This would give him a stronger sense of taboo against God, and it would easily bring out the tyrant gene hidden in his heart all these years.
It was not until after the bath that Si Jin discovered that Du Linyuan had moved the dragon bed and built a wooden partition between the two rooms.
The carved pattern on the mahogany base looks like a screen, separated by a thin layer of window paper.
Come to think of it, this was the sound of wood colliding that he heard yesterday.
Si Jin unconsciously became curious again: “What is this for?”
“To prevent those who are not afraid of death from entering the palace and discovering my secret.” In front of him, Du Linyuan never called himself “I”.
After a while, the wooden door was opened and he was sent back.
But when the door was closed, all you could see was the mess on the ground.
Si Jin’s treasured watches and ties were thrown all over the floor. Some were dirty, some were broken, and they were scattered all over the place, with no place to put them.
What’s even more infuriating is that next to the locker, there was a young man standing. He looked cute and well-behaved, and his big eyes were full of innocence.
What he said was totally inconsistent with his appearance: “Brother, these things of yours are too rubbish. Do you have any more expensive ones? I want to give them to my new and old
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