Hamore was suddenly shocked at first by covering her mouth, but afterwards, she smelled the familiar breath of a dog man and kicked him back angrily.

Sai Man grinned when he was kicked, and the voice in Hamore's ear was dangerous, "I said, Lord Hamore, I know I'm still playing?"

"If you don't kick, who will you kick? I won't eat poisonous mushrooms in the middle of the night. Come to me and go crazy?"

Hamore slapped the big hand on his mouth and turned around and scolded Saiman without a good temper.

But as soon as he faced Saiman, his mouth was blocked by a wall, his hands were pressed on the top of his head, and his long silver hair was scattered like a waterfall.

Saiman's sudden domineering made Hamore unable to bear it. He was forced to raise his head to cater to him, and tears were pouring on his eyes.

He looked like he knew that Hamore was uncomfortable. Saiman let go of his hand on his head, and instead placed it on his legs with his fingers tightly linked together. He put his one hand on Hamore's head and lowered his head frequently deepened the kiss.

The moonlight was just shining in the place where the two were, reflecting between their upper body and neck. One could clearly see a thin nightgown in close-fitting nightgown and a complicated palace royal uniform with long and short hair.

The two were quite hard to part with, and the sweetness echoed throughout the room, and the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.

It took a long time to Saiman to let go of Hamore, breathing in a messy and eagerly looking at Hamore in front of him, then lowered his head and kissed him, his eyes full of not enough.

Hamore is now having difficulty breathing, her chest is constantly breathing, she swallows with difficulty, and her eyes are red and tight.

He looked thin and had a beautiful face that was weak and soft. His long silver hair made him look more and more charming, making people unable to control him.

Ordinary people will blush when they see Hamore in this way. Not to mention that Hamore loves Saiman, the eyes that look at Hamore is full of aggressiveness, just as if they are about to hurt Hamore to death.

How could Hamore not see it? He immediately frowned and covered Sai's mouth, not letting him do whatever he wanted.

Saiman was not angry, hugged Hamore's body tightly with his hands, rubbed Hamore's head with his forehead, and his voice was hot and restrained, "I miss you for two days, I'm so worried about me."

Hamore, who was still angry, turned red unconsciously when he heard this, and his heart pounded. After all, who would hate her men who said they missed her and used such a tangled tone?

But Hamore was happy in her heart but did not reveal it. She deliberately pretended to be angry and preached, "Shouldn't your highness be in the palace at this time? Why did you come here?"

In fact, I was also worried that Saiman would run out and be known to the queen, and the queen would vent her anger on Saiman again, but she just didn't say it clearly.

But it doesn't mean that Saiman couldn't hear it. He stroked Hamore's face, which was close to him, and asked with a smile, "Is our Lord Hamore worried about me?"

"Your Highness guess."

Hamore would not follow the answer Saiman wanted. He looked up against the wall with his back and looked at the stuffed man coldly. He did not blush after being teased. He would not be ashamed as an old couple.

I am really worthy of being my Hamore, and I can always calm my emotions all at once.

Saiman's mouth has a smile on his face and the curve is still very deep.

He picked up Hamore, and the fragrance of the shower gel was filled with flowers instantly drifted into his nose, and the surroundings were filled with lilies, which smelled so tightly.

"I'll use this shower gel in the future, which will make you very suitable."

After Saiman said that, he secretly kissed Hamore with a smile on his face.

Hamore, who was hugged upright, glanced at Saiman and said nothing, but he also remembered this in his heart.

He put his hands on his shoulders, looked down at the full-eyed face, "Why are you running around in the middle of the night? What if your mother knows?" ωωw..net

"Just go back before dawn, she won't find out."

Saiman said as he hugged Hamore to the sofa, sat down and let Hamore sit on his lap, and the two of them face to face.

Hamore didn't get off Saiman's body, and frowned and checked whether Saiman was injured, very carefully.

Saiman leaned against the sofa and smiled quietly, knowing that Hamore was worried about him, but he just said stubbornly.

After checking, I didn't see Saiman being injured. Hamore was relieved, at least he was not beaten by the queen.

But his eyes tightened as he thought so, because Saiman's hands holding his cheek were wrapped in bandages.

He immediately took Saiman's hand and asked Saiman angrily, "What's going on? Why are you injured?"

"I have to continue to manage my irritable personality when I return to the palace. I accidentally cut my hand after smashing a piece of glass."

Saiman said indifferently, laughing and let Hamore unbutton his bandage and examine his wounds.

The red marks crossing the palm of his palm came into his eyes, and Hamore immediately bit his lips tightly, feeling so distressed.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Saiman comforted Hamore, but in fact he intended to let Hamore see it, otherwise he would not have been wrapped in such a thick bandage.

After all, Hamore is a person who always keeps everything in his heart, and he won't say it directly when there is something wrong. Saiman naturally wants to see what Hamore will react after knowing that he will be injured and whether he will show a heartache face.

Now Saiman is waiting for the answer he wants. Although Hamore said nothing, his eyes turned red in an instant.

Since seeing Saiman's wound, Hamore didn't say a word, biting his lips and wrapping the bandage back, and his lips turned white.

Saiman picked up Hamore's face and let Hamore look at him.

Hamore was stubborn and unwilling to look at it, and turned his face to wipe his tears.

"Crying guy."

Saiman chuckled and said Hamore.

Although Hamore always looks strong and not moved by anything, he is actually very fragile inside and loves to cry at any time.

"Who's fault?"

Hamore looked at Shufan cursed angrily, his eyes becoming redder.

He was feeling uncomfortable for Saiman, and he was not favored and had to be targeted by his mother. Saiman could not talk to others, so he always endured these unfairness alone.

Hamore used to hate Sai'an, thinking that all this was done by Sai'an. Later, he knew that Sai'an had also been deceived by the queen and felt even more sorry for Sai'an. Not only was he born in such a cold-blooded royal family, he could not enjoy the treatment that ordinary people should have.

What kind of wealth and prosperity are only Hamore knows how hard he has worked for the past few years. He is licking blood on the tip of the knife. He has tried his best to live.

"My fault, my fault is that I made our Lord Hamore cry."

Saiman smiled and hugged Hamore into his arms, gently patted Hamore on the back, and kissed Hamore's long hair.

Hamore pushed the game and refused to hug her. She looked very angry. It was probably because of the smile that made him angry. It was obviously not the time to laugh.

"We can only spend five or six hours together. Lord Hamore really wants to get angry with me and waste time?"

Saiman let go of Hamore in his arms and just looked at him quietly curling his lips.

"Why, Your Highness comes to me for such a thing when he goes out?"

Hamore was not angry, but he took the initiative to hug Saiman's neck and looked at Fuman's.

Sai Man's face instantly had a successful smile, and he pounced on Hamore and captured Hamore's breathing in the city and siege the land.
Chapter completed!