Wild Ambition

Father and son article, pay attention to lightning protection. Fake father and son. Real father and son are also children born from men. If you don't enter the v list, you won't be on the list. It's just a mouthful. Emperor Gongzi Shou first person (The cover is Gong, he is that kind of arrogant and extremely beautiful and evil male ghost. He looks cold on the outside but is actually a vicious, charming and poisonous man.) Arrogant, aloof, aloof, wicked, crazy, and full of control. He looks gentle, cold, dignified, distant, restrained, and polite. In reality, he is also a little crazy. He is a bright and beautiful prince. His appearance remains unchanged, he robs the prince he has raised for more than ten years, he just ignores other people's bad deeds, he finds literature fun, he suffers pain and humiliation but sinks into it and can't control his heartbeat, he loves and kills each other every day, it's so exciting. Detailed demining: Gong is unclean and Shou is clean. Gong has half a white moonlight (it is Shou's father, not love, it is a complex intertwining). The Gu insect makes Gong stay youthful forever. Time begins to flow when he falls in love with someone. The whole article is very wet and twisted. Both parties are crazy. Shou is a cold-looking male ghost. Crazy batch cuts his own legs. He loves, kills, loves and hates, loves, hates, loves and hates. The ultimate hate gives birth to the ultimate love. The ultimate love is twisted into the ultimate hate (actually, he is super loved. Anyway, he loves and hates because of his identity as father and son. It's cool to love and hate at the same time. Don't let the thunder go. Don't let the thunder go. Mei Gong and Mei Shou look very similar to each other. They are beautiful, Mei + Xiao Kuang, and both are 185+ in height. Gong is an aloof, arrogant, and evil big man, and Shou is an aloof, handsome, and dusty little boy. Falling in love and killing each other, crazy adultery, bad attacks and robbery, bad attacks on literature, robbery and robbery of literature, but hey, in the first half, the one who was raped and robbed, in the second half, who was robbed by force? It's so hard to guess... Who was the one who was so ambitious... —— He had always been like this, restrained and observed etiquette and never exceeded the rules. The snow from the Cangshan Mountain fell on his cold white face and almost melted into the jade color of his body, enveloping the coldness of his brows and eyes, and his voice was as cold as broken jade. Everyone should sigh that he is an unparalleled prince and a prince. Just like this time, he always likes to whisper the word "Your Majesty" in a low voice when he is emotional, as if this can maintain the courtesy of a monarch and his minister on the dragon bed. I can't help but laugh at him for being ridiculous, and I hold his thin waist behind me and lift his hair. When his vision was trance-like and trembling, he looked at the similar faces in the bronze mirror and the wicked smile on my lips. I could feel him trembling. His long, well-joined hands were resting on the cold desk. He was suppressing and holding his breath. His cold, white Adam's apple was rolling. I knew what he would say, but it was, "Father, this is the royal study.", "There will be a morning court tomorrow.", "... It shouldn't be like this." I ignored his words and pinched his beautiful protruding wrist bones. I only hugged him from behind, holding his thin waist, lowering my head and biting his cold white blood vessels that penetrated the flesh. Then it suddenly occurred to me that we had hugged him in this way several times—— When he was six, he taught him how to hold a pen and read, when he was ten, he taught him how to draw a bow and shoot arrows, when he was fifteen, he taught him how to kill people by dropping jade seals, and now, he teaches him how to serve the king with great happiness. I told him this with a smile, but he was also trembling and gasping. At this time, he could calmly say, "Father is a madman." His eyebrows were restrained and indifferent, and his long eyelashes trembled like dying butterflies. There was no trace of hatred or humiliation, only deep and bottomless darkness and coldness. —— He was relaxed and relaxed in his roles as lover and prince, just as his veterans praised him for being virtuous and perfect in everything he did. Just like the prince who couldn't tell that he had been in the hot spring, with his eyes downcast and indifferent and gentle, waiting for the emperor to take a bath, he would suddenly grab my neck, his eyes were red and ferocious, and his voice was so hoarse that he was suffocating. He asked hoarsely, "Why is that?! You obviously... You can just be the father!" I looked at his lip being bitten until blood dripped out, his red eyes, and there were teeth marks from my bite on his collarbone. I thought he was funny again. He slowly pinched the back of his neck and pushed him onto the rippling water. The mist of the hot spring covered his sight, and he stared blankly at the two similar faces reflected on the water. I looked into his eyes through the water, "Look into my eyes and say it again - do you really just want to be a 'son'?" He was silent for a long time, then suddenly grabbed my neck and kissed me. The tearing pain seeped into our lips, and the smell of blood filled the mist. I parted my lips and looked indifferently at his brows and eyes, which were as moist as a ghost with water mist, and caressed the side of his face. He kissed me again, bit my lower lip, and pulled away my damp clothes. I couldn't help but swallow the fishy sweetness in my mouth, and sneered at him. "Look, you are crazier than me." "... Little madman." —— On the day he was born, the Imperial Master made a divination, and then he knelt down in panic and said the divination in a trembling voice - "When the heavenly wolf enters Zichen, this son... Must, must, kill his father." So I stroked his brows and looked at his humble, docile and restrained look, and asked him casually, "... Will you kill me?" He was silent for a moment and handed over the "Book of Filial Piety" that I had copied ten times... How ironic, the jade-like joints were cold and white, and yet they were enveloped in lust. He said, no. I just allowed him to bite my neck, which was a rare move that exceeded the rules. I gently rubbed his canine teeth with my fingertips and said hoarsely, I don't like people to lie. Then he rubbed my palm humbly and meekly, his beautiful pale eyes calm and respectful. "... Yes, I will kill you." —— He belonged to his father when he was born, and he and his father fell in love and hated each other. They are father and son, enemies, and overlapping accomplices on the throne. If you don't enter the v list, you won't be on the list. It's just a mouthful. Intention: father and son