'Rebirth Of Cannon Fodder' • TK Adaptation •

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On the other side, Taehyung followed the imperial guard and quickly entered the pavilion that had an elegant ambience.

"Ji jungkook!"

As soon as he had entered the room, Taehyung threw himself in front of the man with joy flashing in his eyes, hands thrown around the other's neck, his whole body weight on him. If it could be said that in the last world he still had some hesitation, then this time he did not have that apprehension anymore.

No matter the emotions he had for this person, in short, this person would always get his heart pounding. That was what was most important, the mysterious master had said. Three thousand worlds. It was impossible for them to cross paths each time. Who knew if he'd be able to meet this person again in the next task?

"A while ago, you were in the limelight. After today, your name will be famous throughout the city. One really can't tell that you would be so full of political wisdom..."

The man immediately supported his buttocks with his palms and kneaded his full and perky butt a few times, fondling it quite admiringly, his tone of voice bringing a pleased feeling.

A smile graced Taehyung's lips. He relaxed and leaned against Ji jungkook saying, "I'm not full of scholarly wisdom at all. Just now, those were all lies I told them. Do you also think I look like a cultured, refined scholar...?"

Ji jungkook stared at the man who was completely lacking etiquette hanging off his body, and shook his head.

"Right? But, although I'm not full of talent, I can still recite a couple lines of poetry. Do you want to hear it?"
After saying that, he began to recite without waiting for the man to speak.

"The depth of the sea is not half that of the yearning between two lovers; the sea reaches its shores, but yearning is without bounds. Carrying the guqin towards the top of a tower, the tower is empty but flooded with the moonlight. Plucking a song of yearning, the strings of the guqin strum one at a time. How do you feel about this poem?"

Once he had finished reciting the poem, Taehyung lifted his head. He gazed at Ji jungkook, his expression speaking of his desire to be praised.
Due to the lively expression on his face, Ji jungkook couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

"A good poem is a good poem. For what reason have you recited it? Why must you recite such a sorrowful poem?"

"I was pining for you, missed you so much it felt like my insides were cut in pieces. Did you miss me...?"
Taehyung stared intently at the man in front of him. The unusual expression in his eyes caused Ji jungkook's own to darken again. He found that he really had no resistance to these eyes.
It always caused him to feel a kind of overwhelming joy. He could not help but want to kiss and suck those sweet lips of the youth.

But at the last moment, he held back, lowering his head, his voice hoarse as he said, "Then tell me, should I be yearning for Kim Taehyung or Du Taehyung?"
As he spoke, his palm was slowly sliding down the spine of the youth. Separated by his clothing, his hands kneaded those soft and supple buttocks, the soft and perky feel simply driving people crazy.

"Of course for Kim Taehyung.." said Taehyung resolutely as he raised his face, showcasing his eyes moist with tears. His butt being kneaded and pinched by the man caused his legs to turn soft. He could only stand with help from the man holding his arm, then leaning against him. Inhaling the familiar scent of the man made him feel extremely comfortable.

He felt like he had yearned for this familiar scent for ten million years. He really, really liked and looked forward to it very much.
He was not surprised that the man could find out information on Du Taehyung. When they met at the teahouse that day, he saw Ji jungkook's clothing and the concealed guards protecting him.

He could see that the status of the other was not low. Then today, he used the name of Du Taehyung in public.
With a laugh, he took the initiative to kiss Ji jungkook. He continued to say, "You can use Kim Taehyung as my courtesy name. If you could call me it then that would be good..."

"Where did this courtesy name come from?" Ji jungkook continued to hold him and knead his soft flesh.

"I like it. Do you like this name?"
The young man smiled brightly, one that could lift others' mood quite a bit. Ji jungkook did not prod further. No matter what his name was, who he was, he was him.

Holding Taehyung horizontally to his body, he sat down on the chair beside him. He took a piece of pastry and put it to the other's mouth. He was in a rather good mood, and when the youth opened his mouth, he took it away, teasing him.
The young man glared at him discontentedly, then grabbed his hand, opened his mouth and ate the pastry, afterwards stretching out his delicate tongue to lick his fingers. Ji jungkook's Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he said in a husky voice, "What about the good wine you talked about last time? Is it ready yet? "

"Not yet. It'll be ready in a few days. Once it is, I'll give it to you. It'll definitely be better than your collection of fine wines... Give me another piece of pastry," said Taehyung licking his lips, not thinking much of the command.

The eyes of the imperial guard outside became sharp at once. This person is really daring. He actually had the courage to instruct His Majesty to serve him. Did he not want his head anymore?!

With a smile, Ji jungkook fiercely pinched his little butt. "Do you know who I am? You dare to have me serve you?"

"Ji jungkook, you introduced yourself to me last time..."
"Don't you know what this name represents?" Ji jungkook arched a brow.
Taehyung stared at him for a while. Yet his smile did not falter. "Don't know. You tell me..."

In fact, he really didn't know. He had always stayed in the Fu estate, rarely leaving except for his private studies. However, he was aware that the imperial surname of this country's royal is Ji. Did his man reincarnate into the imperial family this time?