However, breathing had consumed too much of Zhao Gao's energy. He was unable to answer anything at the moment, and for him, even if he was standing in front of Zhao Zheng unharmed at this time, it was impossible to answer anything.
because……
In fact, Zhao Gao knew exactly how to kiss, and of course he also knew how to breathe.
As early as in his previous life, he was no longer an indifferent young man. Although this life has not happened yet, it does not mean that he will not.
But the moment Zhao Zheng kissed him, or even the moment before he kissed him, his breath hit his face, and everything was already in chaos.
There are very few things that can make him lose control like this. There is no doubt that this time he was really panicked, so panicked that he even forgot to breathe.
When Zhao Zheng kissed him, he only felt a faint sound in his ears. At the same time, his heart seemed to suddenly open a hole, burning, sweet, dull, dull, exciting...
In short, too many indescribable and contradictory emotions grew and entangled in my heart, filling my heart to the point of fullness in an instant, and then surged out from the hole, filling the entire chest, until it spread to all the limbs.
At that moment, little did I know that there was another person like this in the world!
But if it were just these physical changes, Zhao Gao wouldn't be in such a miserable state.
What he cared about more than his body was the vicissitudes of life he had experienced in his heart in that short period of time.
The moment his lips connected with Zhao Zheng's, he was overwhelmed by the throbbing in his heart that he had never experienced before. Zhao Zheng's hot penetration made his heart tremble violently, and he had an uncontrollable desire to wrap his arms around his waist and The urge to return the kiss.
Even if possible, no matter how much...
As long as it's him, anything is fine.
Zhao Gao was frightened and overwhelmed by such a crazy idea.
If before today, someone said to him: You will fall in love with a man. Then he will definitely smile and pass it by.
But today, he found that he really longed to kiss another man, and even his eyes and heart were filled with the handsome and graceful appearance of that man, Xiao Su, and everything changed.
He could clearly feel that the source of all throbbing came from within, and was by no means just an instinctive reaction of the body.
And the man who made his heart beat was none other than his king, his best friend, and the student he once taught. It was for such a person that he actually had the most impossible and most undesirable yearning for him.
The first contact was interrupted in a short period of time. He had no room to think and was just stunned.
But the second time, Zhao Zheng's kiss fell on his shoulder blade when he was unprepared, and kissed him finely all the way to his neck. There was a slight coolness on his lips, but the place where they touched was not affected by it. Groups of flames were controlled and ignited, endlessly, burning all over the body like a prairie fire. At the same time, the last bit of reason left in the mind was also burned out at that time.
Under this situation, he was so panicked that he even forgot to breathe.
But if it weren't for forgetting to breathe, his abnormalities would have been exposed in front of Zhao Zheng after he was released.
In this era where monarchy was supreme, he didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be.
Fortunately, the lack of oxygen forced him to gasp for air, covering up all the violent reactions, giving him enough time to adapt and adjust.
However, it was obvious that he could no longer think more at this time. As long as everything about Zhao Zheng came to his mind, he would feel upset and have a splitting headache. He knew that it was impossible to organize his thoughts now, so he could only convince himself to suppress them for the time being.
After finally recovering from the pain of hypoxia, Zhao Gao pushed Zhao Zheng away and deliberately kept a distance from him. But he still hadn't recovered from the depleted state just now, so this push was really laborious, almost using up all his strength.
After recovering from a period of dizziness, Zhao Gao hid his thoughts and took advantage of the moment he raised his head to observe his expression carefully and attentively. Unfortunately, this look revealed that there was nothing on his face except a look of concern and confusion that was suddenly pushed away.
Zhao Gao's eyes dimmed for no reason, and his heart beat suddenly, then sank.
He suddenly felt a little ironic: he thought it was just a joke, but in the end, he was the one who was serious.
But when he thought about it again, he was startled by his own thoughts. He lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, his eyes stagnant. After a while, he thought to himself in his heart: Zhao Gao, Zhao Gao, what else do you want to expect?
After finally calming down, Zhao Gao pursed his lips as if he had made some kind of determination. He raised his head again, looked at the bed not far away and said quietly to Zhao Zheng: "Your Majesty, I am tired."
The sound was very soft, as if it had traveled through hundreds of rivers and thousands of mountains and floated from a very far away place for a long time before reaching Zhao Zheng's ears. Zhao Zheng's heart trembled when he heard this. His tone was colder than ever before, but seeing the tiredness that couldn't be hidden in his eyebrows and eyes, he felt heartbroken, so he could only move the corner of his mouth and make a soft arc. He said to him: "You and I can't get out for a while, so just go and get some sleep. I'll keep watch."
Zhao Gaowei frowned inexplicably and did not answer immediately. On normal days, he would never leave Zhao Zheng to rest alone. This has nothing to do with their identities, it is just unbearable. But now he is in a state of confusion, knowing that no matter how hard he works, he will inevitably make some omissions. If Zhao Zheng discovers more anomalies because of this, it will be more of a loss than a gain.
Therefore, he no longer hesitated, tried his best to maintain the peace on the surface, nodded to Zhao Zheng, bowed his body, walked over without looking back, pulled the quilt and clothes and lay down.
If he thought about it more, he would realize that the extra bow before turning around had exposed too many of his complicated emotions in front of Zhao Zheng.
Seeing Zhao Gao's distant attitude and his indifferent back hidden among the flying red silk, Zhao Zheng thought with confusion and fear: Could it be that... he was really angry about what happened just now?
Looking down accidentally, Zhao Zheng found that the black sandalwood hairpin that Zhao Gao had just picked up and held in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point, and his owner didn't notice it when he turned around and left, let alone stopped for a moment. Stop picking it up.
Zhao Zheng's heart was mixed, and he stared at it for a long time. Finally he sighed, silently bent down, picked it up for its owner, and carefully brushed away the dust on it, cherishing it. Hold it in your hand.
The dazzling red should have been a lively color, but at this moment, Zhao Zheng was alone, looking at the red silk in the room involuntarily swaying with the wind, and felt that this scene had an indescribable coldness and desolation, and it was unreasonable. It made him extremely lonely.
He looked at the figure lying on the couch with his back to him from a distance. An indescribable feeling enveloped his whole body. After a while, he couldn't help but sigh: When will he understand this feeling...
After that, Zhao Gao slept for a long time, and Zhao Zheng sat nearby for a long time. They waited until just before sunset, when the ban on the streets was finally lifted, and they came out of the brothel. Even though he had already rested on the couch for a while, Zhao Gao still felt physically and mentally exhausted after returning to Nilu from the advocacy hall.
In his daze, he asked the shopkeeper in Nilv for a bucket of hot water.
Zhao Zheng saw that when he faced him, his face was as calm as before, but he was frighteningly silent. He asked himself with some fear: Did he really go too far this time and upset Xiao Gaohan?
Unconsciously, this was the second time that he had such reflections about gains and losses.
Zhao Gao returned to the room, looked at Zhao Zheng with a serious look, nodded lightly, and closed the door without thinking.
Not long after, the store owner brought hot water and poured it into a large wooden bucket. After everyone had left, Zhao Gao took off his clothes one by one.
He didn't think it was anything at first, but when he took off his middle coat, he was blown by the cold wind, and the area on his shoulder blade and clavicle where Zhao Zheng had kissed suddenly started to feel warm again. And when he thought about it now, it was actually a bit hotter than when Zhao Zheng's lips touched her just now, causing his heart to beat uncontrollably again.
He originally wanted to clear his mind while taking a bath, but he didn't expect that he would be worse than before. Zhao Gao had no choice but to bury his entire face in the water, using this method to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.
He didn't know how many times he tried this, but the turmoil in his heart gradually calmed down.
When he woke up completely, the water was actually cold.
After bathing and changing clothes, Zhao Gao still couldn't rest. He opened the door and walked out to find Zhao Zheng still waiting outside. Seeing how he hesitated to speak, Zhao Gao was actually speechless.
When has a king who has always been decisive in killing ever shown such a side?
The deep sense of guilt naturally made Zhao Gao soften his expression. He tried his best to soften his tone and managed to say: "Your Majesty, please go and rest. I will go out for a while."
