Carlos came back from outside and pushed open the door. He saw Ji Ling sitting by the bed, holding his knees and lowering his head, as if he was asleep.

He walked over and sat down beside the boy, reached out and took him into his arms, kissed his hair, and said softly: "I heard you didn't have dinner tonight?"

Ji Ling didn't move.

Carlos sighed softly, reached out to hold the boy's face, and saw that the boy's eyes were red and there were still traces of crying.

He lowered his head and kissed him tenderly and lovingly. The boy's body was slightly stiff, and he seemed a little reluctant, but unexpectedly he did not avoid it. He even obediently opened his lips in a gap, lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes trembled gently

The first time in so many days, the boy was so obedient, and the darkness in Carlos's eyes suddenly became deeper. He pressed the boy under his body and kissed him one by one.

The boy trembled subconsciously. Although he had been kissed many times, he was still extremely sensitive. This young reaction made Carlos' heart full of love.

After a while, he stopped and hugged Ji Ling and said, "Give you aside today, but if you still don't eat next time, do you know what will happen, huh?"

Ji Ling was silent for a while, with tears still stained with water mist on his eyelashes. Suddenly, his lips moved slightly and said, "There is no sunshine here, it's very stuffy to stay. I want to go out and have some breath."

Carlos paused, his eyes became sharper, and he fell on Ji Ling's face. After a while, he curled his lips and smiled: "Yes."

He knew what the little guy was thinking, and he wanted to leave here, but this idea was destined to be naive and useless. However, despite this, this was the first time Ji Ling made a request to him, and of course he couldn't bear to refuse him.

Carlos directly reached out to pick Ji Ling up, took him away from here, and took the elevator to the ground.

Ji Ling has been living underground and has no idea of ​​time. When he came outside, he realized that it was afternoon and it was the sun shining brightly. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and looked at the long-lost light. He almost cried when he was moved.

Well, if I had known it would be so easy, I would have spoken long ago!

He is so stupid, really.

Carlos looked at the boy's eyes that seemed to be crying, and a trace of regret appeared in his heart, but in the end he still became cold and hard. He asked Ji Ling to sit by the table in the garden and ordered the servants to prepare exquisite pastries to bring them.

Ji Ling was not hungry for a meal. Seeing Carlos prepare the food so considerately, he almost swallowed his saliva, but he had not forgotten his plans and Wen Yan. He would never be attracted by Carlos's little engraving!

Ji Ling did not move the food in front of him. He raised his eyes and looked at Carlos with a very cold look, saying word by word: "You are so useless and willing to marry a playboy like me, a waste, really just to do the right thing to do with His Majesty? What value do I have to do this?"

Carlos's eyes narrowed, his gaze suddenly became dangerous and terrifying, and his chest slightly fluctuated.

This kid, he didn't know what he was talking about

Why?

How do you want me to answer you?

Don't ask me what I mean, don't let me answer the truth, because even if I answer, you won't accept it.

So I won't say I love you, that will only make you leave me.

Carlos curled his thin lips and said lightly: "Don't underestimate your own value, and don't try to guess my thoughts." Ji Ling looked at him and suddenly laughed bitterly. The dark and sarcastic color in his blue eyes. He said: "Yes, you don't love me anyway. You don't love me at all because you don't love me at all. You are no different from Your Majesty. I loved him like that in the last life. He could exile me ruthlessly without hesitation. In this life I was captured by the resistance army. He still let go of the real murderer for his purpose. He doesn't care what I've experienced."

Carlos's face darkened. He closed his eyes and said, "Even so, you are still unwilling to go against his will. You would rather bear all this yourself than tell the truth. If it were me, you would never let anyone out of your way."

Ji Ling suddenly shed tears and said in a collapse: "Enough, don't say it as if you love me!"

Carlos paused, and the cold pain in his heart flowed again.

Ji Ling wiped his eyes and said calmly: "I won't tell the truth, give up!"

Carlos looked at the boy, trying to reach out to comfort him, but in the end he didn't move, and his hand, which was on his side, slowly tightened. In fact, he never thought that Ji Ling would tell the truth. The so-called condition was just a reason to confuse him. He was sure that Ji Ling would not agree.

Even if Ji Ling really agreed, he would not allow it, because then the whole world would know what he had encountered, and rumors and malicious slander would follow him for the rest of his life. This is the real reason why he was slandered by Jing Sui but never went out to defend himself. It was not that he could not do that, but that he could not bear to do that, and continued to use Ji Ling as a victim of their struggle.

No matter how he fought with Jing Sui, his and Jing Sui's purpose was consistent in this regard, and they did not want the facts to be known.

Although this is very unfavorable to him and even falls into a passive state, he will not lift the young man's wound and show it to the whole world, just to win some benefits for himself, even if he does not tell the truth, he will not lose to Jing Sui!

Did he think that using such means could deal with him?

Carlos took a deep breath, gently pulled the boy over, patted his trembling body comfortably, and said, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, don't force it."

He smelled the breath of a boy at the tip of his nose, looked at his slender neck, fragile and beautiful. The word love was circling on the tip of his tongue, almost trying to blurt out, but he still didn't say it in the end.

Ji Ling just burst into tears and said nothing. Carlos sighed and was about to carry Ji Ling back, but Ji Ling suddenly spoke.

His voice was calm and lifeless, and he said, "Do you know how I left the palace?"

Carlos paused and looked down at him.

Ji Ling raised his eyes, his dark eyes without light, looked at him faintly, raised his lips slightly, and said, "I told His Majesty that the person who loves him has died in his previous life and will never come back."

Carlos's eyes finally changed. He looked at the boy in surprise and pity. Could he say such words to Jing Sui?

Is it still hurt and die?

Ji Ling looked at Carlos' eyes, and his lips curled, as if he had lost any hope for the world. He said indifferently: "If I really married you, even if you don't love me, will you treat me well?"

Carlos's voice was low and he said slowly: "I will treat you well."

Ji Ling suddenly laughed, tears shining in her eyes, and murmured with a self-deprecating look: "This is how it's it."

Since that day, Ji Ling seems to have finally let go of some knots of heart. Although Carlos was still as cold as usual, he was not so resistant, and he looked like he gave up on himself.

Even when Carlos was intimate with him, he remained motionless like a puppet, neither catered nor resisted.

This kind of Ji Ling made Carlos love him more, but he felt more distressed.

Although he locked Ji Ling in the underground palace, in order to make Ji Ling happy, the underground palace was filled with various treasures. Regardless of whether Ji Ling wanted to see or not, Carlos was happy to send all kinds of things to him.

The room was covered with thick carpets, and the dining table was made of gold and gems. The table and the feet of the bed were filled with shiny gems.

Ji Ling pretended to be ashamed, while looking at the jewelry all over the room.

Ji Ling: I think Uncle Carlos may have mistakenly thought I was some kind of species called dragon, so he always sent all kinds of shiny gems here.

The system pondered for a moment: the successor of the dragon?

Ji Ling:

What's wrong with his system? When can I even tell a cold joke?

Ji Ling felt it was a bit scary.

As usual, there are various exquisite delicacies on the dining table at night.

Ji Ling had a pleasant meal on her mouth, but she had to pretend to be calm and calm on her face. Speaking of which, since she didn't have to resist, her life would be much more comfortable. Carlos was very gentle to him and her kissing skills were also very good. He never made Ji Ling uncomfortable, and it didn't matter slowly.

Carlos seemed to be in a good mood tonight. He carried Ji Ling to his body, touched the tip of his nose, and took another sip of wine to feed him.

The sweet fruit wine came over from the man's mouth. Ji Ling lowered his eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and a trace of wine flowed down the corners of his lips and fell into the depths of his neck. Carlos's vision became dim. He suddenly waved the exquisite crystal tableware on the table and placed Ji Ling directly on the table.

Cut your head and kiss it away from the intoxicating wine.

The boy lay obediently on the table, as if waiting for him to enjoy the temptation and delicious food, which was within his reach, making him almost unable to control his desires. Carlos approached the boy's ears and said hoarsely: "Our wedding is approaching."

The boy closed his eyes, and seemed to have no expression, but his slightly trembling eyelashes indicated that he had heard this sentence.

Carlos looked at him like this, and love and care almost filled his chest, with pain and sweetness intertwined. He could feel the teenager's attitude slowly changing, but he understood very clearly that he was not like to fall in love with him and accept him, but just because he was disappointed with many things, and was tired of giving up and didn't want to resist.

He was disappointed with Jing Sui and also disappointed with himself.

But no matter what, at least now he is about to belong to him, even if he uses such despicable means, he still gets him.

Soon, the whole world knew that he would be his lover, and they had the nominal closest identity. Even if you don't love me, you can't escape from me again.

Carlos clasped the boy's wrist and gently lifted up his clothes, touching him tenderly and lovingly.

His movements were extremely restrained at the beginning, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Ji Ling was trembling with the kiss. He was already used to Carlos's daily kiss. Anyway, Carlos always stopped when he was on the verge of time. He was a very tolerant and restrained person. He couldn't tell himself, but at this moment he suddenly realized something was out of control.

Carlos tried particularly hard today.

Ji Ling was a little panicked. Could it be that he had been overly obedient recently, which made Carlos think he didn't mind, and finally couldn't help it!

No way!

Just as he was anxiously thinking about how to stop Carlos, the man suddenly paused and whispered to his bottom: "If you don't want it, I can stop."

Ji Ling closed his eyes and moved his mind quickly. When he remembered his own plot, he would definitely arouse Carlos's warning and let all his previous efforts be wasted.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, looked at Carlos calmly and indifferently, and said, "It doesn't matter, you are not the first person to do such a thing to me."

Carlos fell into the boy's cold eyes, and suddenly a coolness came down from his head, making all his impulses boil and solidify, leaving only bone-bone coldness.

In the eyes of the boy, there is no difference between him and those who have done beastly deeds to him.

So, can't I get close to his heart at all?

Carlos almost couldn't control his emotions. Ji Ling's words really hurt him a little. After a moment, he raised his hand to sort out Ji Ling's clothes, and then deeply forgot about him, turned around and left here.

Ji Ling watched Carlos leave, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, when he said that, he was really nervous! What if Carlos didn't care about his wishes and really got on him directly? Fortunately, he had the right bet, Carlos couldn't bear to continue doing it.

Thinking of this, Ji Ling lowered his eyes in a bit complicated.

He had to leave here anyway.

Since that day, Carlos no longer acted excessively to Ji Ling. At most, he just kissed his forehead and eyes. Even such closeness was cautious without any blasphemy.

He buried all his desires and desires deep in his heart, unable to bear to hurt his beloved boy, reminding him of painful memories.

The wedding date is getting closer.

Ji Ling felt more and more nervous. After these days of preparation, it was almost time that he and Wen Yan agreed to. He had only one chance and could never escape if he failed.
To be continued...