Male God Is Always Targeted

Disclaimer: The translator can't guarantee 100% translation accuracy. Some phrases have been interpreted differently instead of the literal translation.

Chapter 072: Beloved Courtier, this is the land that I(Imperial) have conquered for you 2.26

 

Thinking of the scene last night, Luo Ling’s face seemed like it was about to burst into flames.

The beautiful eyes were burning with flames and looked especially bright.

However, it was just that terrible.

Figuring out what happened to him, Murong Jiu climbed up from the ground. He flatteringly laid on the side of the bed.

“Beloved Courtier, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Zhen will have it prepared right away, or…”

The conversation turned into a different direction: “Should Zhen give you a massage first, then go?”

The response Murong Jiu got was a thrown jade pillow.

“Oh…” Murong Jiu caught it with a stuffy groan, and pitifully looked at Luo Ling.

“Ah Ling, I…”

“You shut up. What did you promise me last night, hm?”

Luo Ling struggled to get up, looking indignant.

Murong Jiu’s mouth was pouting. He whispered, “You’re on top.”

“You…” Luo Ling was so angry that he wanted to give Murong Jiu a kick.

Luo Ling viciously glanced at him. Luo Ling gritted his teeth and said, “I said I wanted to be on top. Don’t you understand what it means?”

If Murong Jiu dared to say that he didn’t understand, Luo Ling intended to immediately slap him.

Murong Jiu touched his nose in embarrassment, but he really wanted to say that he didn’t understand.

But…

The desire to survive and prompted by the benefit he got at night made Murong Jiu admit it, as he obediently nodded.

“Beloved Courtier, I was wrong. Forgive me, okay?”

Seeing that Luo Ling had no expression on his face, Murong Jiu’s eyes turned, “Why don’t I let you be on top tonight?”

Luo Ling finally reacted.

He suspiciously looked at Murong Jiu, ‘Why couldn’t he not believe it so much?’

Murong Jiu raised his head and straightened his chest. He had a smile on his face.

“Really?” Luo Ling asked with uncertainty. He still didn’t really believe what Murong Jiu said.

Murong Jiu decisively nodded his head, very hard at that. It was as if Murong Jiu was afraid that Luo Ling wouldn’t believe him.

“Really, more real than gold. Beloved Courtier, believe me.”

Holding onto Luo Ling’s distinctly knuckled hand, Murong Jiu almost acted cute, like a coquettish child.

Luo Ling frowned in thought. Finally, he humphed in reluctance, “That’s it then, I’ll be on top tonight.”

After getting his answer, Murong Jiu immediately started looking like a happy fool.

But looking closely, one could find that there was a hint of cunningness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Top position.

There were also many postures.

It just so happened that the Shadow Guard found a book for him, so that Murong Jiu could try out all the postures in it.

Hehe…

Luo Ling didn’t know what Murong Jiu was thinking. Luo Ling took out his hand from Murong Jiu’s and looked down at him, “I’m hungry, so I’ll be bothering Your Majesty to have the food prepared.”

After speaking, he no longer looked at Murong Jiu and slowly laid back down.

Luo Ling had worked hard all night last night. Even though this guy only did it twice for the first time, Luo Ling still felt sore all over his body.

Especially the waist, it felt like it was about to break.

Luo Ling required proper nourishment.

Murong Jiu didn’t care about Luo Ling’s attitude at all. He just felt that the tsundere act was not just good, but also very cute.

Murong Jiu casually grabbed his robe and put it on, then quietly went out to prepare breakfast for Luo Ling.

The System waited for Murong Jiu to leave before starting to harass Luo Ling.

‘Host, Host, Murong Jiu and Zong Yujin’s soul fluctuation really are the same. They’re the same person.’

Luo Ling, who wanted to take a nap for a while, frowned fiercely. The pressure on his body began to drop.

‘Tong’er, you are really useless. I knew it last night. You trashy System, don’t disturb my sleep, or else I will take away your mechanical oil.’

The terrified System: ‘!!!’

How did the Host know?

This was not scientific ah?

How did Luo Ling know?

Naturally, it was because of the kiss last night.

If appearance, identity, and name could be deceiving, then the feeling wouldn’t be.

It was so familiar that Luo Ling wanted to cry. His soul was trembling from the kiss.

If Murong Jiu wasn’t him, then who was he?

If Luo Ling wasn’t sure that Murong Jiu was Zong Yujin, then how could Luo Ling do that with him…

Thinking of this, Luo Ling’s cheeks were pinkish.

But after a while, his face darkened again.