eng Huan ever seen these bloody scenes as a modern person?

Meng Huan nodded stiffly and continued to wash his hair.
The layer of crimson blood flowed down and gradually spread out, staining the surrounding water light red.

And Lin Bozhou sat calmly in the water, damp black hair against the skin, simply like a handsome devil Asura.

…… Indeed, the more beautiful, the uglier.

Meng Huan secretly muttered while his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Lin Bozhou turned his head sideways, and his face fell into the shadows of the candle flame.
“Does the beloved consort want to share a bath with this prince?”

Meng Huan: “Honestly, I don’t want to.”

But after he finished, he saw Lin Bozhou’s long fingertips tapping on the edge of the pool paused and did not continue again, stopping unexplainably.

The atmosphere became silent and quiet.


Meng Huan numbly undressed without saying a word.
“This concubine will come down.”

Slender fingers resumed tapping.

Lin Bozhou smiled imploringly.
“What a good boy.”

“……”

The clothes were almost removed, but Meng Huan left the last underpants and stepped into the water.
Afterward, he was a few feet away from Lin Bozhou, like avoiding a plague, scooping up water and rinsing his body, pretending to be busy bathing.

His complexion was white and smooth, as smooth as porcelain, and the white was almost reflective.
But perhaps because of heat or shyness, his cheeks, ears, neck, the back of his hands, and joints were tinged with red, quite seductive.

Washing his body, Meng Huan secretly glanced at the completely unadorned Lin Bozhou, and the redness behind his ears became more intense.
He slowly hung his head.

Lin Bozhou’s fingers on his ears paused.
He looked on helplessly as Meng Huan’s head arched extremely low and sank into the pool.
With a puff of bubbles, he swam in a small range like a small fish.

–It seemed like he would rather drown than face him.

“……”

The corner of Lin Bozhou’s lips raised slightly.


He stretched out his arm, gently swaying in the water waves.
Soon, he seemed to grab something and slowly moved it upwards.
Then, he pinched Meng Huan’s jaw and lifted his whole face.

The young man’s eyelashes were stained with water and blotted, and his lips were moist vermilion.
His appearance was extremely handsome, but his eyes looked blankly at him.

Lin Bozhou’s eyes welled up with inexplicable emotions.
His fingerbones clenched and he gently stroked his jaw until his fingertips rose to a burning heat.

–Meng Huan.

The son of Meng Xueming, the court official who impeached him five days ago.

Meng Xueming was exiled to Fengxiang to serve as a military registry, and only Meng Huan, his son, was arrested by him and stayed in the capital.
He heard that he had scolded him in the courtyard for a few days and nights and was irreconcilable with him.
Seeing his face… it was incredibly soft and lovely.

Lin Bozhou’s long, slender fingers slowly moved down and caressed Meng Huan’s thin and fragile throat as if a gentle grip could clench the throat to pieces.

But he didn’t want to do that.

Lin Bozhou turned his head sideways and stared contemplatively at Meng Huan, who was acting like a small fish in the pool.

So cute.

What little tricks were you hiding?

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