If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi deeply reflected on himself.

He has indeed ignored the villain these days.

In other words, since he came to this world, he has been very happy to chat with other humans and ignored the villain for a while.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the villain!

He coughed slightly, feeling a little guilty.

"Sir, I was wrong."

He lowered his head to admit his mistake and pulled Ying Chengan's sleeve to please him.

"Sir, don't be angry."

"How can those people in the east courtyard stand up to your torture?"

"The hens in the backyard haven't laid eggs for two days in a row. Xiaoqian is really worried."

Ying Chengan laughed angrily.

"After talking for a long time, do you still care about those people in the east courtyard?"

He couldn't help but pinch the little eunuch's cheek, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

After pinching his fair face into red, he said:

"I've given you everything, why are you so clueless, huh?"

Song Chuyi grabbed Ying Chengan's wrist, lowered his head and pecked the tip of his index finger.

"Sir, does it hurt?"

"It won't hurt if you kiss me."

Like coaxing a child, gentle and affectionate.

Ying Chengan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes instantly became dangerous.

"Have you ever coaxed the little emperor like this?"

Song Chuyi quickly shook his head, "No, no, absolutely not!"

He raised three fingers and said, "I swear."

"If I had coaxed the emperor like this, I wouldn't have a penis!"

Ying Chengan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you never have one?"

Song Chu's ears turned red, "Then...then..."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Then Sir, no!"

With a "snap", the little eunuch's butt was slapped hard by Ying Cheng'an.

Buttocks... flesh trembles slightly.

"What nonsense?"

Ying Chengan slapped him again.

Song Chuyi quickly covered his buttocks and said, "I'm wrong, my lord, I was wrong."

"Are you still swearing?" Ying Cheng'an put his big hand on the back of Song Chuyi's hand.

The hard fingers inserted into the soft finger bones of the little eunuch and pressed between the buttocks.

Even through the clothes, a little bit of butt flesh still leaked out from between the fingers.

Song Chuyi couldn't care less and shook his head repeatedly.

"I will stop swearing randomly, I will definitely stop swearing randomly!"

The villain is really cruel.

He felt like his butt was swollen.

"Sir, I have never coaxed the little emperor."

He lowered his head and rubbed Ying Chengan's heart.

"Sir, you have to believe me."

Ying Chengan responded casually, "Yeah."

He actually believed what the little eunuch said.

The little eunuch doesn't know how to lie. If he lies, he can tell at a glance.

Although he believed it, it didn't mean he wouldn't punish the young eunuch.

How could he not punish him for swearing so randomly?

Ying Chengan pinned the person down on the desk.

"How about ten slaps this time?"

Song Chuyi turned to look at Ying Cheng'an and asked weakly: "Are the two slaps just now counted?"

There was a smile on Ying Chengan's lips, "What do you think?"

Song Chu raised his head and said, "Of course forget it!"

Ying Cheng'an didn't embarrass the little eunuch, "It's okay, but you can't hit him through your pants."

He pulled down the little eunuch's obscene pants and slapped them on.

"That's how it should be fought."

Song Chuyi:...

Ouch, oh, damn it!

Intermittent whimpering soon sounded in the study.

After the punishment was over, Song Chuyi lay on the table, not wanting to move.

Ying Chengan's attack was very cruel. He was sure now that it was swollen, it was definitely swollen!

Ying Chengan looked at the little eunuch lying motionless on the desk amusedly, "You know you are wrong?"

"Woo." Song Chuyi buried his head and let out a sob.

Ying Chengan shook his head gently.

The little eunuch's skin was so delicate that it was already red and swollen after just ten slaps.

If the staff were replaced, wouldn't it be ruined?

Ying Chengan's eyes dimmed, he took out the medicinal ointment and applied a little on his fingertips.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he felt a sense of coolness, and then the pain disappeared a lot.

He raised his head and looked at Ying Chengan.

The ends of his eyes were crimson, and even his eyes were filled with tears.

"what is this?"

"Ointment." Ying Chengan dug out a little more, smeared it on his palms, and covered it.

The coolness spreads, and is accompanied by a faint touch of heat.

Song Chuyi's ears turned even redder, and he buried his head on the table and said nothing.

But that trembling body seemed to reveal something.

Ying Chengan chuckled, as if he had seen through something.

He didn't expose it, but the pleasure was visible to the naked eye.

After applying the medicine, Ying Chengan put the ointment away.

"Three times a day."

"Remember to come to me."

Song Chuyi couldn't help but look at him again and muttered: "Can't you just give me the ointment?"

"For you?" Ying Cheng'an narrowed his eyes, "Who are you going to let give you the medicine?"

"Is it Xiao Qian, Xiao Li, or Xiao Zhao?"

Song Chuyi: "I can go up by myself."

Ying Chengan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"

Song Chuyi wanted to give it a try, but Ying Chengan grabbed his wrist and pinned him down on the desk.

"I wronged you by helping you apply the medicine, huh?"

The dangerous aura rushed towards the little eunuch.

The little eunuch blinked and whispered, "I'm just afraid of delaying the adults."

"No delay." Ying Chengsheng let go of his hand, "Since I was the one who caused the injury, I should be the one to apply the medicine."

He helped him put on his pants, "You can't eat spicy food these days, understand?"

Seeing that the little eunuch complied obediently, he asked the man to stand up.

Considering that the little eunuch was swollen, he did not hold him and sit down, but picked up two memorials and spread them out in front of him.

"Listen carefully."

He pointed to the memorial on the left, "This is Prime Minister Zuo's plea for his son."

Then he pointed to the memorial on the right, "This is a letter from a minor official in the Ministry of Personnel to Prime Minister Zuo's son about killing someone in the street."

"This man is upright, honest and loyal, and good at martial arts. He is a useful talent."

"But this person has a hot temper. If you want to use him for your own purposes, you have to let him go."

"The son of Prime Minister Zuo killed someone rashly. This incident can be used to weaken Prime Minister Zuo's power and help this person ascend to power."

After finishing speaking, he knocked on the table, looked at the little eunuch who seemed to be in a trance, and chuckled: "Understood?"

When Song Chu came to his senses, he was a little confused.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"You know I'm obviously a spy."

Ying Cheng'an pinched the little eunuch's cheek.

"so what?"

"Now that I've told you, you can tell the little emperor openly."

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

The direct look in his eyes was so straightforward.

"Are you worried about me?"

Song Chuyi responded softly, "Yeah."

"If the emperor has full wings, I'm afraid the first person he wants to get rid of is your Excellency."

Ying Chengan chuckled, "This world is the little emperor's after all."

"If that day comes, I will have a way to escape unscathed."

"It's you..."

His eyes were dark, and his long eyelashes drooped lightly, casting a shallow shadow in the eye sockets.

"Will you choose to follow me that day?"