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    My love is more real than the country (36)

    ‘Bah!Yan Sui closed the memorial and moved it so that Zhou Min’s body, which he had just leaned on, lost its support and immediately leaned forward. He put his hand on the case in time and turned his head to look at Yan Sui, “Are you angry?”

    “What’s there to be angry about?” Yan Sui handed the memorial to Zhou Min, “Please give me the imperial pen.”

    Zhou Min sneered, took the memorial from Yan Sui’s hand and did not criticize it in time. Instead, he used his hands to lend strength. He half-knelt on the dragon chair and raised Yan Sui’s chin with the corner of the memorial. “A Sui, you don’t want to refute what I said above? Are you afraid that I really believe it…”

    “It’s nonsense, why refute it?”

    “Whether it is nonsense or not, only Ah Sui knows best… There are some things that cannot be moved forward until they are ignored and unclear…”

    “Your Majesty, what you said seems to mean something?” Yan Sui looked at Zhou Min with dark eyes and a slight curl in the corners of his mouth. He thought he was an unparalleled young master, as gentle and gentle as jade.

    Zhou Min looked at the gentle man with dark eyes who smiled at him. Because he knew Yan Sui so well, every move he made in front of her now was idiom-like, his unspoken meaning and true words.

    Is he considering whether to abandon her and choose Zhou Yuan?!

    Zhou Min lowered his eyelids, laughed, and did not answer Yan Sui’s question directly.

    “It is said that if you love someone too much, that person will not love you back. Asui, do you think this is reasonable?”

    The rhetorical question seemed to be off topic, but it made Yan Sui feel that Zhou Min’s words today had hidden meanings, and they were linked together, including the memorial she asked him to read just now.

    Deliberately testing or…

    “Your Majesty, if you say it makes sense, then it makes sense. If you say it doesn’t, then of course it doesn’t make sense.” With a smile in his eyes, Yan Sui slowly pushed the memorial on his lower jaw with his index finger, and said calmly, without dwelling on the previous issue.

    Zhou Min smiled lightly and did not answer immediately. Instead, he put down the memorial in his hand, leaned out, picked up the ink pen and drew an “X” on Lord A’s memorial and threw it aside.

    He casually threw another memorial to Yan Sui, then curled up in the corner of the dragon chair, tilted his head and rested on his arms holding his knees, and said unhurriedly, “People often say that getting along with others is nothing more than you being weak and me being weak. In the end, everyone is just getting what they need… Asui, is this the same between you and me?”

    “Host, where’s the Xu Tuzhi you promised? You didn’t say it clearly. You have plans for me and have evil intentions!” 484 looked at the undercurrents in Zhou Min and Yan Sui’s words, and was so frightened that he almost went to heaven.

    “Calm down, the hero is mentally tough… I’m just chatting with him.” Zhou Min continued to show off in front of the hero while talking nonsense to 484, who was already scared to death.

    “Can we stop gossiping in such a homely way?” 484 was about to cry.

    Yan Sui looked at Zhou Min, a faint light flashing in the depths of his eyes, then slowly approached Zhou Min and asked softly, “Your Majesty, do you think I have what you need? Or do you think I am trying to lure Your Majesty?”

    “A Sui, give me a hug.” Zhou Min looked at Yan Sui who was so close. This was the first time that he took the initiative to close the distance between them.

    Zhou Min’s movements and changes in words were unexpected, too sudden!

    Yan Sui was caught off guard and could only subconsciously lean back in an attempt to pull Zhou Min away from him and keep pulling him closer.

    However, no matter how big the dragon chair was, it was only within a short distance. With his arms just a stone’s throw away, Zhou Min’s actions were like breaking the boat. Yan Sui couldn’t refuse and wrapped his arms around his neck and threw himself into his arms.

    With the force of forward thrust and the backward movement, even Yan Sui, who was a highly skilled martial artist, was forced to the corner of the dragon chair due to inertia at this moment. As his sleeves tugged, all the memorials, pens, ink and inkstones on the desk fell to the ground with a clatter.

    ‘Crack’!

    “Your Majesty!”

    “Don’t come in.”

    The sound in the imperial study room alarmed Eunuch Qin outside. Just as Eunuch Qin exclaimed, Zhou Min’s scolding came from inside.

    Eunuch Qin’s hand on the door was either pushing or not, and he had no choice but to give up in the end.

    Zhou Min trapped Yan Sui in the corner of the dragon chair, put his hands around his neck, and rested his head on his shoulder. It was the first time that he was so close to his body, and he felt that his body became tense and stiff in an instant.

    A touch of sandalwood mixed with the smell of tea flowers that only bloom in late spring flows into the tip of the nose. Although it would be weird for a grown man to have floral fragrance, but this is a land of women, so it is not strange at all.

    Moreover, the floral fragrance on Yan Sui’s body is very light and mixed with the smell of fragrant sandalwood, which gives people a cold and refreshing smell. Different from the gentle and elegant jade in front of others, the smell coming from his body makes people feel alienated and empty.

    The slender figure, the strong beating of the heart under the clothes, everything inexplicably made Zhou Xing feel throbbing and longing…

    Regarding Zhou Min’s sudden move, Yan Sui could have slapped the person away with one palm and killed him, but thinking about Zhou Min’s weird, abnormal and weird behavior in the past two days, as well as the probing in her words today, he was not sure what she meant, or whether she knew something.

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