(BL)(MTL)The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

    The moon stars are sparse, the magpies fly south, and the stars fall, as if the next year.

    The lights were on and off, and the young man was lying on his back on the soft-haired reclining chair with his eyes half closed, his chin resting on one hand, his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

    Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind, [Alarm! alarm! An unknown person is approaching, an unknown person is approaching! 】

    "

    Brush——" The long eyelashes opened, a sharp flash flashed in the dark pupils, the young man raised his body and sat on the soft couch, his eyes staring at the door without blinking.

    His ears trembled slightly, and his two breaths, one deep and one shallow, gradually approached.

    The young man touched his waist with his right hand, and there was a pitch-black machete hanging there. He put his palm on the handle and slowly drew it out.

    A touch of snow is extremely dazzling.

    "Da! Da! Da!" The

    heavy footsteps stopped at the door of the room. The young man in the room had sharp eyes and slightly arched legs, like a jackal ready to harvest the head of its prey at any time.

    But suddenly, there was a crisp knock on the door.     The young man in the

    room breathed for a while, his eyes flickered, his thin lips swayed slightly, and he slowly uttered a syllable, "Who?"

Your Royal Highness, the master sent a subordinate to send a gift to His Royal Highness King Jin, I hope His Royal Highness Jin can like it." The

    voice was a little unfamiliar and a little familiar, Jin Ling flipped through his memory and found the voice in the corner of Kaka. Owner.

    "It's An Er, what gift is going to be delivered late at night. It's too late today, so I didn't bother Your Majesty. When the morning dawns, this hall will definitely go to apologize to Your Majesty..."

    …

    ! ! !

    Before he finished speaking, the moment Jin Ling opened the door, he stopped abruptly. He looked at the man on An'er's shoulder in disbelief. They had only seen each other an hour ago.

    At this moment, he seemed to have suffered endless torture, his arms were drooping casually as if they were boneless, and only his neck could be lifted slightly.

    An Yi struggled to raise his head, revealing a face covered in blood. He moved his lips vigorously, and finally spit out a few words, but they were barely audible, the size of a mosquito, "Your Highness..."

    An'er met Shang Jinling's unpredictable eyes, his eyes flashed secretly, and there was a hint of joy in his heart like watching a joke.

    Ignoring Jin Ling, who was stunned and dumbfounded, as if petrified, An Er carried An Yi and jumped over him into the house, and then placed An Yi on the only soft couch.

    Only then did Jin Ling regain consciousness. He hurried in and looked at An Er with displeased eyes, "What do you mean?"

    An Er raised his eyes and stared at Jin Ling without blinking at all. Treating a prince with due respect, "Don't your

    Highness hear clearly? Your subordinates have already explained that this is a gift for Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will like it." , but it was a different taste in Jin Ling's ears.