Chapter 540: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (12)

Wen Xien pressed his shoulders and arms with his hands, making himself stand up straight, his long eyebrows lowered, and he frowned slightly because he endured the pain, but his face was as calm as water.

He could not hear the emotional voice: "I'm fine, go back first."

But the prince didn't look like he was fine at all.

This was the first time Lu Guining saw Wen Xien's appearance, and it was the first time he looked at her in a close eye. He looked up slightly, and every expression on his face was revealed.

However, the more you see clearly, the more you feel it is out of reach. The cool, noble appearance is already inaccessible, and the distance and temperature of the soul inside are even more incapable of grasping, touching, and guessing.

Almost instantly, I got outside.

"His Majesty."

The deacon, who was waiting outside, did not bow his body immediately. He opened the car door according to the usual procedures and helped the prince in. Instead, he immediately pushed Lu Guining away without any refusal.

As if holding a carefully protected porcelain, he took over this fragile and noble body, and actually held it in his arms and sent it into the car in detail.

It seems that I have done the natural and skillful movements countless times.

Respectfully and carefully keep a distance, so that the prince will not be repulsive or discomfortable.

Lu Guining slowly took back his movements, and when he looked up, he met the look he looked back at the deacon.

The look had no meaning, the calmness of the eyes was even the same as the breath around his Highness to some extent, as if he had no desires and no desires, and was extremely obedient.

But Lu Guining's arms were pushed away for a moment, but his subconscious intuition told him that there was hostility in it.

It is as if he has been touched with the forbidden realm and his own rights.

Lu Guining may not know that he also had his judgment on Deacon Wen's feelings and judgments at this moment. Moreover, it was almost exactly the same as him.

Wen Xien didn't know the turbulent waves outside. She touched the location of her heart. She had no heart, but she still felt a lot of pain.

This is the sequelae left behind. I couldn't help but collapse and had a heart disease symptom.

Oh, if she still has a heart.

The body was not good at first, but now I have another chest pain. If it weren't for the prince's noble bloodline, I would have been killed by many people long ago.

Wen Xien was so rubbed that he couldn't sleep even after tossing and turning. Although he was blocked from his pain, his body suffered from insomnia due to pain.

Although vampires don’t need to sleep at all, Wen Xien has that habit and feels uncomfortable if he doesn’t sleep.

However, Wen Xien repeatedly woke up and couldn't sleep well, and Lu Guining couldn't sleep well.

He dreamed of the prince.

There is no shortage of beauties among the blood clan, and it has always been like this.

The word "beauty" is a bit frivolous. Even if the prince is famous outside, many people dare not mention this point, but it is really hard for anyone to ignore it.

The prince in the photo has a gentle look, but her eyebrows and eyes are a little bit negligent, as if everything in the world is invisible.

Lu Guining looked at the photos and thought to himself, it seems that time has changed, and this person's expression has not changed even when facing the person he likes.

However, the grand duke in the photo showed a very green smell on his body. I don’t know if it was true. The greenness was exaggerated to the extreme, making people inexplicably think of the fruit that was not yet ripe, and it had not yet become sweet, and it only had a sour taste.

This photo gave Lu Guining a deep impression. He rarely paid great attention to someone's appearance, but that time was indeed very surprised because when he saw the photo, his eyes stuck to it, and there was only that person in his eyes.

He knew clearly that this was just a dream.

In the dream, I was in a dimly lit room, and the environment in Zhouguo was blurred because it was a dream.

Maybe it's just because it's a dream, so there is no need for many details. Without cause and effect, he kneels on the ground. He just dreams, so there is no need for reasons.

Then at this moment, a cold voice behind him that made him very familiar and terrified sounded clearly: "Take off your clothes."

He knew very well what would happen after that, and it was nothing more than blood sucking.

The hand placed beside him clenched into a fist, but it was released after a while. After all, Lu Guining finally unbuttoned the buttons of his clothes one by one as he said, and then slid to the ground.

"Climb over."

A cold tone.

After hearing the prince's words, Lu Guining in his dream did not crawl over.

"Don't let me say it again."

Lu Guining gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Not doing it would only endure more suffering, and there was no need to eat these sufferings, so he obediently and slowly crawled over in a kneeling position.

The man stood in front of him, and he met the man's gaze. The face of this person who was close to him and was strange and familiar to him was a cold and cold expression - and seemed to reveal a faint tenderness.

But it seems that the trace of tenderness disappeared in the next second without a trace. The eyebrows and eyes were covered with the coldness of flying snow, wrapped in the overwhelming ice, and pierced into people's hearts sharply, making people unable to avoid it, and they can only die.

The pale-skinned prince leaned over, with a mocking look on his face, harsh and arrogant, gently pressed his fingertips against the man's chin and lifted his face up.

Lu Guining suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

He woke up late at night and had a layer of sweat, cold and sticky.

I woke up and the emotions in the dream continued to extend to reality. The rapid and violent heartbeat, the feeling of palpitations, was even more intense than ever.

After a long and long breath, Lu Guining closed his eyes again. He reached out and pressed his hands on his forehead, touched the cold sweat, and then turned his body sideways. After a long time, his heartbeat finally calmed down.

Wen Xien's departure without authorization made many noble dukes and princes unhappy, and their dissatisfaction with Wen Xien became stronger and stronger. They only felt that Wen Xien was too arrogant.

Ji Zheng put his hand on Wen Xien's chest, and a little worried was stained with cold eyebrows and face.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and could only see the exposed neck, which was slender and elegant, and his skin had not seen the sun for a long time. It was pale and delicate, and so fragile that it seemed to be easily broken. The faint blue blood vessels flowed under the thin skin, making people want to kiss it and sip it carefully.

Ji Zheng's eyes were distracted for a moment.

The prince of the soft chair let out a burst of cough and asthma. Ji Zheng immediately came back to his senses and was about to straighten up to help her smooth the pain in her chest.

Wen Xien waved his hand to stop him: "How is it?"

Ji Zheng lowered his eyebrows and replied in a gentle voice: "The holy water here has not been removed yet. It has been buried for a long time, so he didn't notice it. This time it is probably a sign."

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