Hiss.

The people at the bottom looked at the scene in shock.

The little emperor, who is usually furious, is so good today?

In the face of the humiliation of Yin Yuke, there was no big party?

Everyone looked at Yin Yuke, his beautiful face was cold, and his smile disappeared.

Can't see through his dark eyes, everyone held their breath, don't know what Yin Yuke will do next?

Yin Yuke pinched his hand and jumped out of his teeth, "let go."

Jiang Shi narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and held him around the neck, and got closer.

There was a groan in his mouth, as if he was drunk.

Yin Yuke said coldly, "what's in the little emperor's mind, can he not know?"?

He pinched Jiang Shi's wrist and said, "one."

He looked coldly at the man in his arms, "two."

Jiang Shi frowned and looked at his red wrist. His eyes crossed a look.

He looked at the neck in front of him, exposed his teeth, and bit it without hesitation.

"Hum."

Yin Yuke let out a dull hum, his face appeared a touch of anger, palm slightly up, pinched Jiang Shi's neck.

"Let go."

Jiang Shi not only did not let go, but increased his strength.

All of a sudden, a feeling of numbness spread all over the body, and Yin Yuke felt a throb spread from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is very strange to him.

Feeling the familiar feeling, Jiang Shi loosened his mouth and put on his face a childlike smile.

Good. It's really him.

Jiang Shi rubbed Yin Yuke's neck, "I'm so tired."

Since he disappeared, he was really tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, he thought that he was covered with blood and killed him.

"What tricks do you want to play?"

Yin Yuke narrowed his eyes, across a trace of crisis and examination.

Jiang Shi laughed and let go of him, but he kept dragging a corner of his clothes, "I'm tired, you send me back."

The people at the bottom looked at the scene in front of them with doubts in their hearts.

But some sharp eyed people found that Wang yinyuke's clothes were a little messy, and his white neck showed a section of pink.

Yin Yuke cold hum a, straight want to leave, but walked two steps, found that can't walk.

Looking down, a white palm pinched the corner of his coat.

Looking up at the dark pupil, Jiang Shi bit his lip. "I'm tired..."

There was a trace of pity in the tone.

He judged by his surroundings that this should be ancient, and that he was the emperor.

Now he has no memory of receiving cannon fodder, and he doesn't know what happened, so he makes many mistakes.

He blinked, looked at Yin Yuke and repeated the sentence, "I'm tired..."

Yin Yuke frowned. He looked at those eyes and showed a familiar feeling from the bottom of his heart.

He opened his mouth and was about to agree when he suddenly woke up.

How could he be soft hearted to the little emperor?

Eyes instantly become dangerous, looking at the river, and then he pulled back the corner of his clothes, "roll."

Jiang Shi frowned. He seemed to reject himself. Looking around, everyone's eyes were gloating and watching the play.

He pursed the corners of his mouth. There was a constant anger in his heart. He suddenly overturned the table.

When Yin Yuke heard the jingling sound behind him, he sneered at the corner of his mouth. He said, how could the little emperor suddenly change his temper?

He turned around, but did not expect a person rushed into his arms.