Chapter 1360: The mood of the night ink

Thinking of this, the pale lips of the night ink, can not help but gently open, that is full of sad and weak words, even from the man's mouth gently spilling -
"Cold, you know!? Can you fall in your arms like this, how happy I am!"
The night ink monk opened, the voice was light, with a few points of gratification, a little bit weak, a bit sad, a little helpless.
Looking at the eyes of the night, it is a deep love that does not hide.
Because now, he knows that he is dying.
Since he is already dying, then it is not necessary to continue to suppress his love for this man as he used to.
Because, obviously, so deeply loved a person, but because of the identity and gender constraints, he felt that tired and tired...
I have been tired for more than ten years, and now he wants to indulge.
In the heart of the night, I thought so, the corner of my mouth could not help but lightly hook.
Then, he slowly lifted up the slender hand and gently fell on the face of the night.
Gently, wiped for the man, stained the blood on his face.
I feel that the skin under my fingertips is so warm.
There is also a beautiful and beautiful silhouette that makes him love.
This move, how many times he has done in his dreams! ?
However, this move, before, he can only do it in his sleep.
Just now, it’s different.
Finally, he can be bright and straight, not taking care of everyone's eyes, like now, gently stroking the man in front of him, the beautiful and beautiful face...
When I think of it, the night ink is in the middle of it, and I can't help but flash it. The love is more and more intense and gentle.
"Cold, you know!? Since I first saw you under the apricot tree tree more than ten years ago, my heart is shaking for you! At that time, you were in white, quietly Standing under the apricot tree, the son is light, cold and proud, but with a cold breath, as if everything in the world is not your business. At that time, I thought that you are the of the heavens! Look at your son The feeling of drifting away from the light, my heart, will be instigated for you, I was determined in my heart, in this life and in this world, you must marry you as a wife! Unfortunately, later..."
At the end of the day, the night of the night ink is the first thing.
That is full of loving tender eyes, can not help but gently sigh, the eyebrows, can not conceal the mourning.
"Cold, you know, when the father brought you to me and said, "When you are my brother, how shocking is my heart!? Why!? Why you will be my brother, My dear brother!?"
Even on that day, he mistakenly recognized the man as a woman. If only, this man is not his brother, how good it should be.
He can put this man into his harem and let him pamper...
Unfortunately, the person he deeply loves is his younger brother.
Dear brother...
Thinking of this, in the heart of the night ink, it is even more sorrowful, so painful.
On that day, his father brought the man to him and said that the man was the scene of his younger brother. It was like yesterday, and he was so vivid that he was so painful!
A glance for a thousand years!
However, the appearance of this man has also hurt his heart for many years!
Compared with the sorrowful night ink monk, he was holding the night ink of the night ink, and after hearing the dark confession of the night ink, the whole person was like a thunder, and shocked on the spot.
The narrow black scorpion is even more embarrassing, and you can’t believe it!
After all, the man in his arms, in his mind, is the elder brother, the emperor!
He always knew that his own emperor had always been to him, and he was moved.
Just now, when I hear the words of my own emperor, the night is cold, and the word shock can be described as a word! ?
After all, the emperor who has called himself for many years is actually against him...
Thinking of this, the night of the cold ink heart shocked, looking at the eyes of the night ink, I can not believe.
Relative to the face is not convinced, stunned, stunned night cold, night ink Jun knows the night cold cold mind.
The corner of the mouth, not a light hook, however, although the corner of the mouth is laughing, that smile, but with a deep mourning and bitterness.
"Oh, cold, you know my heart, will you hate me!? Yes, you are my brother, this life, can only be my brother, loved by my brother, so shocked you And disgust, just now, I don’t want to hide my love for you anymore, cold, cough, me, really love you, love, love..."
The night ink monk opened his mouth and resisted the darkness. Finally, he would always be hidden in the bottom of his heart, and he most wanted to say a word to the man.
In the past, he always thought about this man and wanted to say such a sentence.
Tell him that he loves him, loves, and loves.
Helpless, at that time, he could only hide, his heart for this man.
However, now, he can finally stop hiding.
Moreover, when he said this to the man, he only felt that his heart was relieved.
In the past, he has been afraid, this man, knowing his intentions to him, will hate him.
Only now, he wants to know that this man knows his intentions for him.
Then, even if he goes to Huangquan, he can also look at it...
Just thinking in the heart of the night ink, looking at the eyes of the night, the roots with deep expectations and sorrow.
"Cold, my mind, you already know, you, will you hate me!?"
Night Mojun spoke, and after saying this, he was expecting and worried in his heart.
Because, his mind, has already said this man, he wants to know, this man, his heart.
Will you hate him after he knows his intentions for him? ?
Although afraid, just, he wants to know the answer of this man.
Compared with the night-looking night of the face, I was greeted by the night ink, and I saw the night ink on the body. I was covered with mourning and love, and my heart was a moment. I don't know how to answer it.
In my heart, it seems to have knocked over the five-flavored bottle, all kinds of tastes on my heart.
After all, he has always regarded this man as an emperor, and his most respected brother, nothing more.
However, today, this man actually told him that he loves him! ?
This is really...
When I think of it, the night is cold and my heart is stunned. For a time, I can't digest this fact.
Ever since, the night cold can only choose to close your lips, silent.
Compared with the silence of the night, the wine of Su wine standing on the side, when I heard the dark confession of the night ink, my heart is even more complicated.