Wuyou, have you ever regretted it?
Benefactor, this humble monk has never understood what regret means.
Wuyou, if I gave up this kingdom, would you come with me to see all the wonders of the world?
I would. I couldn't refuse.
Wuyou, must I finally let you go?
If you can let go, Benefactor, that would be best. This humble monk hopes...
(The emperor who ruled the world bent down and picked Wuyou up.)
Do you truly want me to give you up, Wuyou? Hmm? (Wuyou blushed and glanced at the palace attendants, then buried his face against the man's chest.)
Wuyou, stay with me... (Before he could finish, his voice fell silent, and only a faint rustling sounded by Wuyou's ear.)
Hmm? (When Wuyou looked up, he saw a tender gaze. His ears turned red. By the time he came to his senses, their lips had met. He widened his eyes, but the kiss deepened, and he forgot to push him away.)
Wuyou finally got his wish.
"Yansheng, I'm going to the temple today." "I forbid it."
"Yansheng, I want to get out of bed." "I forbid it."
"Yansheng, I love you." "I... allow it!"
Big, come on↖(^ω^)↗