After dressing as a villain national teacher

Chapter 58

When I was bored, I heard a few people chatting at the table directly below the downstairs, and the word "Emperor" was included in the conversation.

Wen Leng paused, and unconsciously mobilized his extraordinary ears to eavesdrop on their chat. Although he complained about the little emperor, he heard that it was related to him, and he still wanted to hear news about him.

There was a shortage of private rooms upstairs, but there were only a dozen or so tables downstairs. If Wen Ling wanted to listen carefully, he could still hear clearly.

"Hey, have you heard that the emperor recently got a male favourite, he is very doted on, every day after going to court, he is anxious to see him."

"I've heard, I've heard, that male pet seems to be extremely beautiful, and he's fascinated by our emperor!"

"Tsk tsk, isn't it? The emperor once had a male noble concubine, but he didn't love him so much. I didn't expect to be favored by an unknown man."

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Wen Leng didn't listen to the rest of the words carefully. What he heard was that the little emperor recently had a male favorite, and he was very fond of him...

The teacup that he had just had two sips of in his hand shattered, Wen Leng threw away the crumbs of the teacup in his hand, and the emotions in his silver eyes changed.

I didn't expect the little emperor to have a new love so soon, so what is he!And he is still a male favorite, is the little emperor blind?

I can't be tempted to keep such a cold beauty by my side every day, but after I escaped, I found such a coquettish and slut!

The sourness and jealousy in my heart arose at the same time, making Wen Leng's face as cold as the twelfth lunar month. What a male favorite, how can he compare to himself? !

She actually has to rush to see that male favorite even after going to court, heh, how seductive is that male favorite, it has taken away the soul of the little emperor.

It's because the kung fu on the bed made the wolf cub linger so hard to let go...

The waiter at the door knocked on the door, and then came in to serve the food. Seeing the man who was smiling just now, but now he didn't have a smile at all, he suddenly felt relieved and warned himself to be more careful in serving.

After the food and wine were served, the door of the private room was closed by Xiao Er. Looking at the food and wine on the table, Wen Leng suddenly felt that he had no appetite. He looked like an enemy, full of hatred.

But he was hungry, so Wen Leng still ate a few mouthfuls of food to fill his stomach, so that his stomach would not be empty and uncomfortable.After that, he got himself a glass of sake and drank it all in one gulp.

The spicy feeling that went straight into the stomach made the sourness in Wen Leng's heart aggravated, and he felt that he was wronged, why did the little emperor have a newcomer by his side so soon?Is it only you who unconsciously miss the time when the two of you were together?

One question after another kept popping up, and Wen Leng drank the wine in the jug one after another until nothing came out of the jug.

Wen Leng took the jug and poured it several times in a daze, but no wine came out, so he threw the jug angrily, and the jug shattered into several petals with a bang.

Wen Leng crossed his hands on his forehead, he was dizzy badly, and his stomach burned uncomfortably, but he still remembered the little emperor looking for a male pet, and his heart became more and more annoyed.

The little emperor is really not a thing. He ruined his virginity, and later ruined himself twice. He thought that those delicate and gentle actions afterwards were all because of his gentleness.

Looking at it now, it's all bullshit!

That was just my own illusion, maybe the little emperor served that boy like that afterwards!

Was the little emperor as enthusiastic as he was when they went to bed? Did that male pet use all kinds of charming postures to seduce the little emperor?Or are they entangled with each other until dawn...

When he thought of the two being intimate on the dragon bed where he and the little emperor were lingering, he couldn't restrain the pain in his heart. The little emperor, that scumbag, didn't spoil him enough, he still wanted to taste the freshness of male pets.

Could it be that the male pet's many tricks on the bed are more alluring than his posture like a dead fish, which makes the little emperor with a sperm and a brain unable to stop...

"Xiao Er, three more bottles of wine!" Wen Leng shouted towards the door with his eyes fascinated. Seeing no one answered, Wen Leng slapped the table a few times and continued shouting.

"Here we come, guest officer." The waiter hurriedly opened the door and responded.

Wen Leng squinted his eyes, as if he couldn't see who the person in front of him was, and said after a while: "Give it to Lord Wen quickly, three bottles of sake, I want it now!"

Xiao Er didn't have time to be surprised that the person in front of him had a good-looking appearance, but he used such a bold self-proclaimed, and saw the broken wine bottle on the ground with a glance.

Immediately, he didn't dare to do anything wrong, because he was afraid that the guest would get drunk and burn himself, so he hurriedly smiled and agreed, "What the master said is, the little one will serve you right away."

Wen Leng smiled with satisfaction, "Okay."

The waiter hurried out of the private room, then came back with three bottles of sake, put them on the table respectfully, with a professional smile on his face, "Guest officer, the wine you ordered has arrived, what can I tell you to greet me again."

Wen Leng's face turned red, and he said vaguely: "Okay... go... let's go."

The waiter hurriedly left the wrong place and closed the door intimately, for fear of offending the drunk, after all, he still remembered the iceberg face of the customer when the food was served.

Wen Leng picked up the jug and refilled the wine glass, his hands were a little unsteady and he spilled some, then picked up the wine glass and drank it generously.

The three bottles of wine were drunk one by one by Wen Leng, and the three jugs were empty again.

Wen Leng was already intoxicated at this time, his usual drinking capacity was only one jug, but today he drank four jugs at once, he could no longer tell the difference between east, west and north, and there seemed to be countless gold stars scattered on his head.

Even the objects in his sight had double images, and he lay on the table indecently, with a splitting headache, and tried to relieve the headache by holding his head with his hands, but it didn't work.

Wen Leng, who was in a bad mood, forced himself to stand up, shook his head, put one hand on the table, so as not to fall to the ground, and cursed vaguely: "Scumbag... beast... Lord Wen is really... blind Eye……"

He wanted to vent his anger and grievance, wishing he could rub the little emperor softly and torture him so that he wouldn't dare to look for a man so boldly again.

After thinking it over, Wen Leng smiled innocently, and now he went to find the little emperor and beat him up, so he knew he was wrong.

If one meal is not enough, then ten meals will always make the little emperor obedient, and he will no longer be exposed to rain and dew.He firmly believes that there is nothing that violence cannot solve!

As soon as he said it, Wen Leng turned around and staggered forward, almost tripping over the broken wine bottle during the process.

But fortunately, he was lucky enough to walk to the door of the private room unscathed even in this state.

He stretched out his hand and opened the door, and the little emperor he had been complaining about just now came into his eyes. Wen Leng was a little surprised, trying to open his eyes to see the other person clearly, and said, "Aren't you...in the capital?"

After finishing speaking, he hiccupped. After realizing what he had done, he hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around, as if he was afraid that others would see his rude behavior.

He thought in a daze that he was set up by a cold person, he couldn't show his feet and spoil the good deed of his little wife.

But then, he tapped his head again, wondering, who is the little wife?

The person at the door was none other than the purple-robed man who was in the horse-drawn carriage earlier, Murong Xiao, Prince of Nanyang Kingdom.

He listened to the nonsensical words of the other party, and watched the person in front of him make this series of cute movements. He found it interesting and did not interrupt.

Moreover, he had already recognized the other party as a man blocking horses in the street. Although he was suspicious that he had never been to the capital, he still had a little more indulgence in his heart, so he patiently listened to the other party's next words.

Unexpectedly, even though the man in front of him was drunk, he still grabbed his collar with great strength, and asked in a rough voice: "You said...why didn't you come to me...why did you have that male favorite..."

Murong Xiao felt the warm breath sprayed on his face by the man, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. Even though the other party was pulling his collar, he still didn't feel offended by the other party.

Think carefully about the two sentences the other party said before and after, and then figure out what the man meant.

Probably a high-ranking person abandoned the man to find a new love, the man was heartbroken and drank to drink away his sorrow, and so on.And it was obvious that the other party regarded him as his sweetheart.

Murong Xiao was not too surprised that the man's sweetheart was a man, because he was a broken sleeve himself, and had been exposed to such things the most.

And in his Prince's Mansion, although there are many concubines, there are no male favorites or concubines alone.

Murong Xiao looked at the man in front of him, his eyes lingering on the other's exquisite appearance, and finally fixed on the slightly exhaling red lips, he took the white hand on the collar little by little, intending to hug the man right then and there.

Looking at the "little emperor", Wen Leng first complained about his dissatisfaction, then filled his stomach with anger, and finally remembered in a daze that he wanted to beat up the little emperor.

Immediately, with lightning speed, the other uncontrolled hand clenched into a fist and slammed it hard towards the "Little Emperor"'s chest.

Murong Xiao didn't hug the beauty as expected, but his chest was hit hard, his chest vibrated, and he almost coughed up blood.It can be seen how merciless Wen Leng is when he strikes.

After Wen Leng punched him, hearing the "little emperor" coughing in pain, he couldn't help but feel soft. He muttered in his mouth, but went to caress the "little emperor"'s heart with his hand.

"Who told you...disobedient...to find a man behind Master Wen's back...'

Murong Xiao, who was caressed by the beautiful woman's hand, was a little dumbfounded when he heard this sentence. He thought that the man was just a weak man, but he never expected to be so strong and strong, but it was precisely because of this that he showed the cuteness of the man in front of him.

Murong Xiao smiled slightly, took the hand on his chest and the hand he was holding before, put his back on the man's back and grasped it tightly, and successfully formed an embracing posture.

Wen Leng was dizzy and dizzy. After a lot of tossing just now, he was almost at the limit. Seeing the "little emperor" holding him, although he was angry from the bottom of his heart, he still leaned into his arms without hiding.

Murong Xiao watched the man fall into his arms defenselessly, his eyes darkened slightly, and took out a hand to gather the hair in front of Wen Leng behind his ears, then picked him up and walked towards the stairs...