Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 57

Xue Yu was so sleepy that he was unconscious.

He vaguely realized that he was lying in a man's arms. The other man's big hands were holding him tightly, and he seemed to have an inexplicable anger. Next to him was a eunuch who was panting because he tried hard to chase him.

From the sound, it was the old eunuch who had followed Yunkang for several years.

When Yunkang was still young, this eunuch was by his side. He was like a brother and a father, and every word he said was sincere. Therefore, Yunkang respected him very much. He rarely walked without saying a word like this. He was considered to be too much to reply to ten sentences.

"Your Majesty, you really bother me," the eunuch wiped his sweat and said hurriedly, "Where you want to carry him, just let the servants come. If it is really not possible, I can do it for you. How can you..."

How can you just carry someone in such an occasion?

What should he do tomorrow?

Don't look at the seriousness of the ministers. If you look closely, they are more gossipy than some women. If Your Majesty carries someone in public today, you can make up any exaggerated words tomorrow.

There was an incident a few years ago. The beauty sent from the Western Regions was not even looked at by Your Majesty. Soon, people spread that Your Majesty was a long-hidden homosexual. Wouldn't this hug confirm this rumor?

Yunkang pursed his lips and held Xue Yu tightly to prevent him from falling. After walking two or three steps, he said to the eunuch who was as tired as an ox: "You go back first. I have something to settle with him."

The eunuch looked at Xue Yu with pity and wanted to say a few words for him, but facing the man's cold face, he was powerless: "Okay."

The old eunuch did not dare to disobey the order, and turned around and left after answering.

Yunkang gathered his knees in his hands, raised his eyebrows, and keenly noticed something: "Awake?"

"Hmm..." The white face nestled in his arms was pink from the heat, and even the tone was soft as if it had been soaked in water. Xue Yu rubbed against his clothes unconsciously, and didn't want to raise his eyelids. He whispered, "I feel uncomfortable.

He still didn't understand the situation.

He dared to reach out to pry the hand covering hy back, and used two or three vague words to complain that the man was making him uncomfortable.

Yunkang was silent for a long time. The strength and position of covering him did not change, but the tone of his voice became colder than the previous sentence: "You have to rely on others to feel comfortable, right?"

After Xue Yu fell asleep, he was completely unaware of what he had done, so he frowned and thought for two seconds, but still couldn't understand what Yunkang was saying.

He swallowed blankly, and felt that his dry throat was better, and then he said: "Can you put me down first?"

It was too inappropriate to talk like this.

Yunkang's eyebrows were broad and deep, and his facial features were gloomy and cold in the backlight. Xue Yu looked at him for a few seconds, and after two or three seconds, he put him down to the ground as he wished.

Xue Yu's eyes were watery, and he pursed his lips sleepily. His biological clock has always been very accurate. He went to bed on time in the past few days. Today, he dragged it for so long that his reaction was a little slow. It was a long time after he landed that he realized where he was.