Byrne sniffed smoke in silence, and it took him a long time to take his eyes back from the window.

He sat next to Dasiyu, reached out to suck the tissue on the coffee table, and handed it to Dasiyu, his voice was dull, "If you don't tell you Bowen's identity, you are afraid that you will cry."

Dasiyu didn't expect that Byrne lied to him because of this. The tears hanging on his long eyelashes slowly dripped down on the back of Byrne's hand, warm and hot.

Byrne really doesn't like Dashiyu crying, and even if he cries, he can only cry for him. There is no need to be a illegitimate child who still hates him for the sake of a trivial one.

He gently touched the corner of Dashi Yu's eyes, gently wiped away Dashi Yu's tears, and told Dashi Yu, "So what if he is your mother's son? He hates you. I can't tell you his identity just by this."

Dasiyu lowered his eyes uncomfortable when he heard this. When he passed by Bowen at the back door of the hotel that day, he did see hatred in Bowen's eyes.

He really didn't understand why his mother suddenly had an extra son. He didn't know it after more than 30 years.

At this moment, Dasiyu realized that he was protected too well by the people around him, and no bad things came to his ears.

For Bowen, he didn't know how Bowen survived for so many years, but what is certain is that he must have lived a hard life. The royal family is a bottomless abyss, and as long as he is involved in the relationship, he cannot be immune to it.

Dasiyu suddenly understood why Bowen hated him, because in Bowen's eyes he was the one who was protected, and he was regarded as an abandoned son and struggled to survive alone.

It is right that he hates me, but I enjoy maternal love alone.

Dasiyu became in a heavy mood, and suddenly his younger brother didn't know what to do.

"He is meticulous and has very tricks, so you are not suitable for contact with him."

Byrne took his hand back, gently rubbed the tears on his fingers, and leaned back on the sofa and said to Dashiyu, who was vomiting smoke calmly.

Dashiyu wiped his tears, raised his head and apologized to Byrne in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."

This apology was like raining in time, and instantly made Byrne smile. He leaned against the sofa and lazily supported his cheek, raised his long legs and looked at Dashiyu with crooked lips and said, "If the Duke really feels sorry for me, do you need to make up for it?"

He deliberately bit the word action hard, and even patted Dasiyu's thighs, raised his chin and looked at Dasiyu. His rogue look was perfect.

Dasiyu felt guilty at first, but now he has no guilt at all. Isn't this bastard Byrne just trying to take advantage of him?

"I said, Lord Duke, you just wronged me. My heart may not be cured after being severely damaged. Are you sure you won't be able to comfort me?"

Byrne was so rude that he lifted Dasiyu's long silk shirt with his feet, staring at Dasiyu straight, without hiding his intentions in his eyes.

Dasiyu immediately took his nightgown and shirt off Byrne's legs, hating himself for being soft-hearted. Byrne is getting more and more aggressive now, and he teases him whenever he has time.

"It's too late, I'm going to sleep, I won't send it."

Dasiyu immediately stood up, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Byrne. The weak Dasiyu could not withstand Byrne's strength. He widened his eyes and fell to Byrne.

Byrne didn't expect Dasiyu to be so careless, so he quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to catch Dasiyu's body. Dasiyu fell into his hand steadily and didn't touch him before he was relieved.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so light."

Byrne immediately admitted his mistake, and it would be too late to wait for Dasiyu to scold him.

Sure enough, Dasiyu, who fell into Byrne's arms, swallowed it back with the words he wanted to scold.

Suddenly he smelled a burning smell, and looked down at the cigarette that Byrne threw on the ground lit the floor mat and burned his wide nightgown.

Byrne also noticed the fire, so he quickly stepped on it and wiped it out. After placing it on Dasiyu's nightgown, he quickly picked up Dasiyu and stepped on the fire floor mat. Fortunately, he was safe and was wiped out by Byrne in a short while.

Dasi Yu held his forehead speechless, what's the matter!

Byrne, who was hugging Dashiyu, was embarrassed and coughed lightly. He looked at him with a desperate attempt. He felt embarrassed himself. ωωw..net

Then the two of them were silent. Byrne stood with Dashiyu in his arms. Dashiyu held his forehead with a headache. The wide white silk nightgown draped down and fell to the ground, adding a bit of delicateness to Dashiyu.

Byrne stared at the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze, because the appearance of him holding Dasiyu was reflected on the head. Although Dasiyu was tall, he was thin, while he was tall and strong, which made him feel a bit compatible and wanted to take a picture and save it.

"When will you carry it?"

Dasiyu reminded Byrne that the voice was not loud.

Byrne was pulled back from Dasiyu's voice, and looked down at Dasiyu in his arms. His blonde hair, blue eyes, red lips and white teeth. How could the succubus who looked at him look clear and as if he was seductive? How could he not make him moved?

What did he do when he looked at me like this?

Dasiyu was puzzled and looked at Byrne in this way.

Byrne had an unpromising reaction, and was afraid that he would do anything wrong. He quickly carried Dasiyu to the big bed, put Dasiyu down, and quickly covered Dasiyu with a quilt, covering Dasiyu tightly, revealing only a head, and his long golden hair was wrapped in the quilt by Byrne.

Dashiyu, who was tied up for no reason, frowned. He didn't make Byr angry just now, why did he suddenly wrap him in the quilt?

"I kindly remind you not to look at me now, otherwise you will suffer."

Byrne shook his hair and warned Dasiyu coldly. Dasiyu looked at him with those eyes, and he would probably go wild.

Dasiyu didn't know what Byrne meant at first, until his eyes fell under Byrne's crotch, he hurriedly looked away, his ears slightly red.

Byrne didn't miss Dasiyu's red ears. He knew that Dasiyu was just embarrassed, but he still felt like he was clearing away the rain like clouds and mist.

"Why didn't the Duke look at me anymore? Now I know I'm afraid?"

Byrne supported his hand over the head of the bed, deliberately leaned over and approached Dashiyu, laughing in Dashiyu's ear.

Dasiyu was a little irritated, and it was time for Byrne to tease him.

He looked back at Byrne and frowned and said, "Are you going to the bathroom yourself or will I kick you in?"

It is rare for Dashiyu to be so strong. Byrne wants to tease him, but he is afraid that he will catch fire first or give up.

He said to Dashiyu with a greed, "If you kiss me, I will go in immediately."

"Do you love to go?"

Dasiyu turned his back to Byrne and kindly gave the bathroom to Byrne. Byrne was shameless.

Byrne didn't dare to let Dashi kiss him, he couldn't kiss him now.

He smiled and lowered his head and kissed Dasiyu's hair, and went to the bathroom honestly.

Hearing the door closed, Dasi Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Byrne would suddenly go crazy, so he pulled him into the bathroom.
Chapter completed!