Little sweetheart?
An unfamiliar title appeared in the court's mind. Who is the sweetheart?
Is this term too nauseous?
The handsome man thought so in his heart, relieved his head for a while, and immediately had a headache, making him full. The full forehead was full of blue muscles, which simply destroyed the face.
No...not a sweetheart, but a little partner...
After a round of torture, Your Majesty opened her wet eyes again, her lips slightly open, panting, then slowly squinted, and saw the young man with a red face sleeping in his arms, laughing happily.
But soon, the king was taken away by a new round of consciousness.
Sometimes it was a muddled state, sometimes it was a certain personality, or a mixture of several personalities, that tortured him exhausted before finally letting him go.
early morning.
A gust of wind blew the heavy tent, bringing in golden morning light and floral fragrance.
The man’s sturdy arms exposed to the air, leaning sideways, as if protecting something, kept this posture overnight.
The sleeping man has abnormal three-dimensional facial features, and his sense of chin rests against a black head, while his own blond hair is scattered in disorder, and even some of his hair is visible on the pillow with naked eyes.
Wen Qiuxing woke up and turned around hard in the other person's arms, facing the face he couldn't bear to beat.
To be honest, this guy really looked like an angel when he fell asleep.
The eyelashes are long, and the face is beautiful. Everyone on earth can wake up with him every morning. Qingtian.
Gee.
But this couldn't change Wen Qiuxing's idea of accounting the next day after autumn. I saw that he regretfully attacked the dazzling lips of His Majesty the King, and then looked fiercely at the side-a muscular arm.
Wen Qiuxing caught his arm and took a sip.
I remember when he quarreled with Will more than a year ago, he bit like this, but it was blood.
However, the current situation is different from that of the time. The king's physical fitness is higher than that of ordinary people. When he was attacked in his sleep, he suddenly tightened his muscles reflectively to prevent the invasion of external forces.
Wen Qiuxing was just crushed, and his eyes were sore with tears, and he quickly slacked: "Woo..."
Wen Qiuxing covered his mouth and scolded, and raised his palm to greet his golden head: "I **** you, **** you! Lao Zi's teeth are almost broken by you!"
Feng Ting woke up when he was'attacked', with a pair of confused eyes, feeling the slaps that fell on his head, and the little partner's fierce scolding.
he:"……"
If you guessed right, the person who attacked him just now is the little partner, and he turned on the defense mode deadly, and broke the little partner's teeth...
"..." Mr. Deputy Personality, who had just regained consciousness, buried his face on the pillow and slapped him silently with his head exposed.
"Give you a face, right? I said you don't dare to go! Do you want to die?"
"Mom's old man neng dies to you!"
"You bastard!"
Feng Ting felt that his hair was caught, and then the little partner sat on his back, pushing his head firmly into the pillow and pressing it at once!
stimulate……
"amount……"
"Nobody talking to you!"
Wen Qiuxing continued to scold.
After the gentle deputy personality finally figured out what he did wrong from the scolding, he eagerly wanted to turn around and explain to the little partner that the person who did that was not him.
As a result, the brain was awkward for a while, and what temporarily dominated the consciousness became the tyrannical master personality.
That is, His Majesty Sha Diao, he heard Little Sweetheart sitting on his back, cursing and cursing him, first, face, stunned, forced.
"Did I do something wrong!" When the king was pushed into the pillow for the Nth time, he stood up stubbornly and beg to understand!
"You didn't do anything wrong?" Wen Qiuxing stood up from the king and suddenly stepped on the back of the king Jin Cancan: "You're so **** tough!"
It’s all time and I’m still okay, I’m fine!
This foot stepped out of the soul of the court and never got up again.
Because at this time, his brain was in a mess, for a while, he felt that he was a deputy personality, and for a while, he felt that he was the master personality. Too much and too chaotic memory appeared and disappeared in his mind...
It seems that after last night, the final integration is in progress.
The scolding young man finally realized that the head under his feet was a little bit wrong: "Feng Ting?"
Wen Qiuxing loosened his feet and kicked the man who pretended to be dead. His eyes looked like a small fire-breathing dragon: "What's wrong with you and your mother? Don't think you can be confused by pretending to be dead."
After waiting for a while, His Majesty Sand Sculpture remained still.
"Hello?" Wen Qiuxing squatted down, turned over the lying man, and saw a pair of pupils with scattered eyes, and immediately scared him a lot: "Feng Ting! Wake up, what's wrong with you?"
His Majesty the King, who was trapped in the personal world, almost heard Wen Qiuxing's voice, slowly turning his eyes to Wen Qiuxing: "Qiu Qiu?"
Wen Qiuxing breathed a stagnation, this tone...how familiar, is it... he thought of this and responded excitedly: "Will!"
But the other party didn't respond, opened and closed his lips with self-care, and spoke again under the great expectation of the earth: "Wen Qiuqiu."
The earth man was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty!"
This time the other party still didn't respond.
Fuck... what's going on?
Wen Qiuxing sat down on the bed in despair, only to feel that he had sat on a death roller coaster in just a few seconds, and his small heart could not be stimulated.
Because he is afraid!
Will His Majesty Sand Eagle become a neuropathy?
Oops.
But he could only stare helplessly.
Just when Wen Qiuxing struggled inside, to tell the doctor the truth, the king reached out and grabbed his ankle, and said something vaguely in his mouth.
"Don't worry?" Wen Qiuxing struggled to hear clearly what the Feng Ting wanted to express. His face was complicated, and his face was wiped away: "You've told me clearly, otherwise I can only call a doctor."
Quietly, Wen Qiuxing heard the king say a few words: "Organize memory."
Wen Qiuxing understood this time, and he froze for a while, then a ecstasy came to his mind: "Fuck..." Is this going to succeed?
Wen Qiuxing was so happy that he threw himself on the smooth man, hugged the other person and shouted excitedly: "Great, ah ah!"
Then he kissed each other's beauty of Sheng Shi: "I will settle the account with you when you are completely well!"
king:"……"
The king has no time to take care of the others. He is receiving two memories. Oh no, it is the impact of three memories. These three memories are blowing a hurricane in his skull that is devastating.
Emotions from the deputy personality: Gee, your stupidity is really amazing to me, you are dead.
Emotions from the host personality: I am going to kill myself when I was young!
Emotions from the young king: I am dead!
The three emotions are combined into a ball, and the flowers explode in the heart of the court. After all... the three memories have merged into one. Everyone knows who has done what and thought...
The blonde man who had merged these memories had a brilliant face.
He now knows that Wen Qiuqiu's love for them is the same, but! Wen Qiuqiu showed a love for another personality in front of them, which is not their illusion.
Another thing is that Feng Ting really wanted to kill himself when he was young, how could he have such a stupid idea, think they do not like Wen Qiuqiu, is his brain sick!
Not to mention that last night, the guy with the beep bug turned on...
Oh, this time the truth finally became clear. It turned out that the reason they got up in the morning was beaten because the guy couldn't control his belt.
Master personality and deputy personality, well, it is the same person now. This state of just integration is really disgusting and psychological.
For example, the master personality finally knows that when Wen Qiuqiu confronts the deputy personality, it's that, soft, gentle.
The deputy personality finally knows that it is true that the master personality is like a dog under Qiuqiu's hands, really!
So a strange state appeared in the king's mind. The sly and treacherous side decided to let himself show a deputy personality gesture to face Wen Qiuqiu's anger.
The pure side like angels spurned themselves, and what the **** my mother merged with was really disgusting.
But this is him.
"Autumn." The king, whose eyes were focused, shouted weakly.
"Will?" Wen Qiuxing surprised: "Are you right?"
The court was full of jealousy. It was naked. He was treated differently, but when he saw his partner’s smile, he felt as though he was shining in the sun, and he couldn’t help kissing. He kissed each other’s fingers: “It’s me.”
I saw Wen Qiu awakened for a while, and then hugged the man who worried him for a long time in the corner of his eyes: "That's great."
In three seconds, Wen Qiuxing pushed away the court: "How about your majesty?"
The worry on the face finally made a perfect stop for the fusion of the two personalities: "Oh, he is dead."
Flutter, face, and, come, arrogant, charming.
Turned into ashes and Wenqiu also recognized.
"Damn, you and him. Mom actually teased me!" Wen Qiuxing shouted, slaps on the head of His Majesty Sha Diao with a smile and a cry.
From the morning till now, I don’t know how many slaps my majesty has been smiling, watching the energetic youth with emotion.
He knew that when he temporarily lost his memory, his Qiuqiuqi was like a withered flower, and he felt pain even staying in the palace.
All this was caused by the foolish and arrogant.
"I'm sorry." Feng Ting sat up and hugged Wen Qiuxing: "I'm back."
This delicate and affectionate style is obviously Will's style.
There was no idea to let Wen Qiu wake up a little and beat the other party.
"Well..." Wen Qiu wakened up with a choked voice, slowed down, and wiped the traces of the corners of his eyes. "Then are you successful in fusion now?"
Feng Ting touched his back and nodded: "Yes."
Wen Qiuxing was in a complicated mood and full of curiosity: "Then... Are the memories of the two of you now interlinked?"
"Of course." The king kissed his ear: "Qiuqiu, you don't have to worry anymore."
"Then your performance after integration will be more inclined to which personality is more." Wen Qiuxing asked again.
Although the court felt that this problem was a trap, no one could lie to Wen Qiuqiu: "As much as you want."
The translation is what he wants.
In more detail, he will choose to be more conducive to his performance after measurement.
Wen Qiu nodded and nodded: "I know." Then he grabbed her head and shook it hard: "Then what have you done to me with Will's gesture! Are you so afraid of being beaten by my head!"
The king who was poked: "..."
The king quickly said to Wen Qiuqiu: "After the integration, there will be a buffer period of memory confusion. I swear that it is not me before. I have not been as stupid as he was."
It makes sense.
The human brain is the most sophisticated thing in the universe. Who knows what will happen.
The top priority is not to turn over old accounts.
"Okay, are you hungry?" Wen Qiuxing came down from him.
Command people to prepare food at the terminal.
The monarch Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to Wen Qiuxing's arrangement, replenishing energy, and being examined.
The doctors who examined the brains of His Majesty twice within a week were particularly stressed.
Fortunately, this time the king was very cooperative and did not release air-conditioning to them.
And between the two His Majesty, there is no suspicion of marriage change as reported on the Internet.
…To know that a partner who doesn't have feelings will never catch a gap and just kiss each other.
The fusion took too much energy from the court, causing him to sleep directly on the operating table.
The savvy staff, after the inspection, retreated gently.
Wen Qiuxing accompanied him, turning the web pages one after another, looking at the mess left by the night market kiss.
Although many citizens screamed and cheered, there were also many people who pointed out that they were trying to make it happen.
It can only be said that the eyes of the masses are sharp.
The divorce crisis, so hidden, was also excavated from a photo.
"Did you really want to divorce me?" A voice came from behind Wenqiu.
"Are you awake?" Wen Qiuxing turned her head around, revealing a smile that didn't smile: "That's naturally true." Then asked: "Do you remember the memory after the amnesia?"
Not waiting for the court to answer: "Oh, what you said, you remember."
At this time he had condensed his smile and began to squeeze his fists.
The Feng Ting knew all the truth, and at that time, he stabbed the young man with ten thousand knives in his heart, and said in his face: "Tap lightly, don't hurt your hands."
This sentence caused Wen Qiuxing's fist to reach the king's cheek, and then retracted it.
His face is so handsome, he still doesn't want to fight.
"Fuck you." Wen Qiuxing didn't do it at the end, just pinched the chin of the court, and took a bite on the cheek of the other party, leaving a distinctive tooth mark.
"Clean up the mess you left behind." The grumpy brother said: "I go to see the baby."
The monarch has always counseled and dared not disobey Wen Qiuqiu's orders.
As for the mess that the other party said, it should be yesterday's divorce and excessive clarification.
Thinking of this, the court cursed the **** again a thousand times.
"Kiss on the street, jerk, jealous."