The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Oh shit."

Saiman scratched his head violently, and pushed Harmore against the wall forcefully, and was about to bow his head to cover Hamor's lips, but Harmore frowned and warned, "If you dare to hurt me, don't even try to sleep in my room tonight."

"What's in your room, that's my room."

Saiman corrected Harmore unhappily, but he didn't dare to be violent. He looked at Harmore who was trapped between the wall and himself and asked, "Is it because I listen to you and you let me sleep in the bedroom?" ?”

"That depends on His Highness's performance?"

Harmore's expression was not big, and he looked up at him flatly.

The anger in Saiman's heart!I can't wait to lock up Harmore and punish him harshly, and he is still so calm at this time.

But what can Saiman do, can he really beat Hamoore?

He squeezed his eyebrows to suppress his upset, took down his hands and picked up Harmore, frowned and preached to Harmore with some displeasure, "Can't you show me more expressions? At least let me know if you want to Stay in the palace?"

"Your Highness, do you mean that you want to live apart from me?"

Harmore, who was picked up, put his hands on Saiman's shoulders, raised his eyebrows and asked Saiman.

"Who the hell wants to live apart from you?"

Saiman exploded directly, looking up at Hamoore angrily.

Hammer's tone remained calm, "Then what does His Highness mean by asking me if I want to stay in the palace? Does it mean that I don't want me?"

"When did I say I don't want you?"

Sai Man was furious, with an irritable expression on his face.

"Then what are you asking?"

Harmore was also angry, which was not superfluous.

It took a while for the scolded Saiman to realize the meaning of Harmore's words. It was really unnecessary. How could Harmore leave him? Didn't his words just now question Harmore's feelings for him.

damn it!what am i doing me.

Saiman scolded himself angrily, then looked up at Hammer in his arms, and asked him in confirmation, "So you really won't go back? Stay with me in the palace?"

"If Your Highness finds me annoying and wants me to go back, then I will go back naturally."

"Your mouth is really so, can't you say something nice?"

Saiman was irritated again by Harmore, who was always playing against him.

"I just don't speak well. If Your Highness thinks I'm boring, then find someone else to serve you."

Harmore glanced at the side with an unhappy face, and looked a little angry.

After all, Saiman clearly knew what kind of character he was, but he insisted on saying such things to him.

Saiman also knew that he had said something wrong, so he shut up immediately, but he couldn't be angry, he hit Harmoor Bigu hard and said to him, "You always talk so hard, will you lose a piece of meat every time you give up in front of me?"

Hamoel was not happy when he heard Saiman's words. He looked down at Saiman who was holding him upright and frowned, "I never gave in to you? I didn't cry or beg when you bullied me." you?"

Saiman was at a loss for words for a while, but it was true that Hamoel was very supportive of him, and was often bullied and cried by him.

"Your Highness, it's true that noble people forget things too much, or that there are too many Yingying and Yanyan around me who don't remember what I looked like when I was eaten by you."

Harmore's expression turned cold in an instant, and the eyes that looked at Saiman narrowed dangerously.

Saiman was so angry that he was speechless, "Returning to Yingying Yanyan, I'm fucking around you all day, where did those people come from, the furniture at home has changed!"

After finishing speaking, Saiman became more and more angry, and threatened Hamoore, "You want me to clean you up, don't you?"

Harmore immediately looked at Saiman with contempt on his face, "What else do you do all day except to clean up me?"

"Isn't it my job to serve you?"

Saiman raised his eyebrows and asked in earnest.

Hamoel looked directly at Saiman in a stupid way, knowing that the sperm was on his head all day long.

Saiman, who was despised by Harmore, was not angry. He looked at Harmore with a smile and said, "Our family is in harmony with you, isn't it?"

"It's really harmonious." Harmore let out a lazy voice, and then calmly watched Saiman throw a heavy bomb, "My father really hates men who do nothing and have no ambition. Congratulations, Your Highness, you have all stepped on the line. It's really congratulations .”

After finishing speaking, Harmore applauded Saiman, and he would not stop until he pissed off his man.

No, the corners of Saiman's mouth twitched violently, "Why didn't you tell me about this before?"

"Did you listen to what I said, Your Highness, I let you start a career, but you think about how to pick me up every day."

Saiman was embarrassed, and immediately defended himself, "It's not that my Lord Hamoore is too seductive, my soul has been seduced by you, so how can I have the time to start a career?"

"Oh~ so it's my fault that His Highness is not motivated?"

Harmore looked at Saiman calmly, but if Saiman dared to say that it was Harmore's fault, Harmore would definitely blow his head off.

How could Saiman not be able to see it, and laughed, "Although it's not our Lord Hamoore's fault, I'm also a mistake of beauty, right?"

Harmore frowned instantly, making him sound like a demon concubine.

"Oh! Why are we, Master Harmore, still angry? Husband is praising you for your charm!"

Harmore was upset, and Saiman said so meanly, smiling all over his face.

"It seems that His Highness likes to sleep in the aisle."

Hammer rolled his eyes, full of warning.

It's fine if Saiman doesn't restrain himself, he still pinched Hamoore's waist and smiled maliciously, "If Master Hamoore likes to watch the live broadcast for the maid knights, then as my husband, I can't refuse, and I promise to complete the task."

"you"

Harmore was so angry that he couldn't speak, the bastard Saiman really dared to do this, as long as he dared to continue talking.

"Don't get so angry, calm down."

Saiman, who said he won, patted Harmore on the back to cheer him up, and then pissed him off.

He glared angrily at Saiman, who was hugging him, and was furious. Why did he fall in love with such a shameless bastard.

"Really angry?"

Harmore kept staring at his chest heaving and did not speak, only then did Saiman realize that Harmore was furious.

"Our very clever and beautiful Lord Harmoll doesn't look good when he's angry."

Saiman immediately flattered him, smiling flatteringly.

Harmore was still angry, and pointed his chin to the ground, telling Saiman to put him down immediately.

How could Saiman dare to make Harmore angry, so he obediently put Harmore on the ground.

He raised his hand to touch Hammer's face, and asked tentatively, "Are you really angry with your husband?"

"What do you say?"

Hamoore immediately patted Saiman's big hand away, and looked up at Saiman's face.

Saiman wasn't angry, he was flexible, "I'm the one with the mouth, I should hit him."

"Then you fight!"

Harmore raised his head and choked on Saiman.

After hearing this, Saiman picked up Hammer's hand and slapped himself, with a smile on his face, "Is it okay now, calm down?"

Whatever Harmore could say, Saiman beat himself up.

Saiman breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Harmore angry.

He raised his fingertips and gently stroked Hammer's cheek, lowered his posture, "I have many brothers, and your family only has two sons, you and Haman. You are both married, and your parents will definitely not be able to bear this blow, so as long as you nod I can become a married woman, and I will stay with you and guard your parents for the rest of my life."

How did Hamoor think that Saiman would say that, a dignified prince will marry a man or marry a man, and the people of country D are not allowed to scold him to death, and he has to be pointed out when he goes out.