The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

The Little Prince Is So Milky 31-32-33-34-End

The arrow wound was only a finger's width away from his heart. It was just a little bit close to Pei Ling's possibility of not coming back. Thinking of this, Luo Ning's heart ached.

"The pain has stopped a long time ago." Pei Ling stroked his soft hair and couldn't bear to make Luo Ning frown, but Luo Ning felt so sorry for him, and he felt a strong sense of pleasure.

Even if he is injured, he will come back alive to see this person.

Luo Ning whispered: "Brother, please stay here when you return to the capital."

He doesn't want to spend less time together and more separation. Now that the world is at peace and there are no foreign enemies or troubles, he wants Pei Ling to live peacefully.

Pei Ling smiled and agreed. There was a military camp stationed at the border. He originally wanted to stay by Luo Ning's side. He earned this meritorious service mainly to protect the people in front of him. He had to stay in the capital to keep an eye on them, take it into his own bowl as soon as possible.

Only then was Luo Ning satisfied. He leaned in Pei Ling's arms, leaning comfortably on his broad chest. His calves were next to Pei Ling. His toes moved slightly, tracing the muscles of Pei Ling's legs, causing waves of itching. Pei Ling turned over and pressed Luo Ning's feet firmly.

The faint fragrance came from the nose, Pei Ling took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself to endure the throbbing in his heart. His beloved was in his arms, how could he not have the slightest nostalgia, but he couldn't scare His Majesty.

Holding his soft body, for a moment, he didn't know whether it was torture or pleasure.

Luo Ning didn't know how uncomfortable he was. He huddled in his arms, feeling safe and sleeping like a fragrant little pig.

The sky was just a little bright, and after a full sleep, Luo Ning woke up naturally because of the biological clock of morning every morning. When he opened his sleepy eyes, he found that Pei Ling woke up earlier than him. Luo Ning stood up and said, " Brother, you are tired from traveling, please rest a little longer."

The clothes became loose after sleeping restlessly, and the collar of the snow-white clothes was loosened, revealing a slender and beautiful neck and delicate collarbones, which were as white as snow and dazzled the eyes. The handsome young man raised his hands and yawned, showing a delicate expression like a cat, his eyelashes were covered with mist, hazy.

Pei Ling's eyes darkened as he looked at the unaware young man and pulled the collar of the obscene clothes together with his hands. Taking one more look was nothing more than torturing himself.

After many years of marching, he had long developed a vigilant temperament that was shaken by the wind. Wherever he could sleep, he dressed Luo Ning appropriately as usual.

The movements were meticulous and gentle, repeated thousands of times. It was an honor for Pei Ling to be able to take good care of the other person like this.

The door of the dormitory opened, and the palace people filed in carrying toiletries and breakfast.

When he saw the two people sitting in front of the mirror, he subconsciously lowered his voice.

Pei Ling helped comb Luo Ning's hair before, and now it is natural. Pei Ling's movements on his hands were as gentle as possible. His fingers were no longer delicate and were covered with a thick layer of calluses. He was worried that the rough calluses would hurt Luo Ning's skin.

Therefore, he was extra cautious, and his movements were a bit unfamiliar, but Pei Ling soon became familiar with it again. He picked up Luo Ning's hair and picked out a hosta to pin it on.