"My fault."

Saiman suddenly apologized, as if he was apologizing for the undercover incident of Bahamore.

After apologizing, he looked up and kissed Hamore's lips sitting in his arms, very light and gentle.

Hamore no longer had the anger he had just now. He knew that getting angry was useless and that things had happened.

Besides, he hurt Saiman, so it was normal for Saiman to do this, and he was not really angry.

If you are really angry, it is impossible to go to He's house to pick up Saiman and let him fend for himself.

Hamore didn't know when he started to be led by Saiman. At first, when he saw Saiman, Saiman was just a little boy who was wronged and could only hold him silently and hug him in the corner. His eyes looked pitiful, just like an abandoned beast, helpless and longing for the attention of others.

Because he had seen Saiman cry and had seen Saiman feel pitiful, when he entered the palace and was bullied by Saiman, he had only one doubt in his heart. It turned out that this child would bully people, which was really new.

As he grew up, Hamore was very scared when he knew that Saiman had a different relationship with him. He knew that it was impossible between them, so he deliberately alienated Saiman.

He thought that if he did this, he would understand what he meant and would keep a distance from now on.

But he was wrong. Saiman's feelings for him only increased and continued to increase. From the time he was ten years old to thirty-three, he was still waiting for him.

"Why me?"

Hamore looked at Sai seriously and asked with all his face.

"There is no reason, I just want to take the first person to lend a helping hand to me."

Saiman said with a faint smile that there was no unnecessary explanation, but it could be seen that he no longer wanted to take possession for himself, but wanted to spend his life with Hamore.

No one has ever given me warmth. Hamore was the first, so Saiman's uncontrollable eyes kept following Hamore.

At first, his feelings for Hamore were very pure, and he regarded Hamore as his first friend who could make friends with him. But as he grew up, he was not satisfied with this relationship. He wanted to be with Hamore and be together forever, so that Hamore belonged only to him.

"When we first met, you said this, "You said that people should learn to be patient and plan." Saiman said with his big hand touching Hamore's face, and slowly added a curve to the corner of his mouth, "So I listen to you, I have been patient and waiting for the opportunity."

"You must be surprised when I pulled you out of the undercover agent. Why did I know who they are? I have never cared about it." Saiman said with a smile, looking face to face with the one sitting in his arms.

Hamore frowned, "So, is your bad temper pretending?"

"In contrast to me who just wants them to accompany me all day long and who is dedicated to my father and mother love but has no ambitions, my father and mother prefer the younger brother who has been flattering since childhood. Naturally, I have to pretend to protect myself."

No wonder people who can't even bully me suddenly have a weird temper and irritable temper. It turns out that this is the reason.

Hamore finally knew why Saimo's personality changed.

"You deliberately yell at the knights around you to the maid to choose someone loyal to you?"

"Our Lord Hamore is so smart."

Saiman immediately applauded Hamore, smiling.

Hamore's anger suddenly came up, gritting his teeth, "Believe it or not, I'll throw it out?"

"How do you throw it away? It's just your little body?"

Hamore was angry, Saiman said this, and after he finished speaking, he pinched Hamore's waist.

Hamore immediately started the game with a big hand, looking angry, "Is it uncomfortable if you don't piss me to death?"

"Who will compensate me if you make you angry?"

The slick and slickering, he was gone with Hamore every second.

But Hamore was not teased, but felt that Saiman was sick. No, she was staring at Saiman with murderous intent, asking him to be honest and not to disgusted himself.

How could Saiman not see it? When he didn't know how to curl his lips and just played with Hamore's long hair on his chest.

Hamore took his long hair out of Saiman without hesitation and did not touch Saiman.

"It's okay to sit on me, but it can't touch my hair?" Saiman reminded with a strong smile.

Why did Hamore need Saiman’s reminder? He knew what he was doing!

"Are you angry when you just entered the room but didn't hug you right away?"

Saiman hugged Hamore's body and asked with his white neck.

"How dare you? You are a noble prince. I am just a little subject. How dare you be angry with you?" Hamore said coldly.

Saiman smiled immediately, knowing that Hamore would definitely be very angry, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

Buzzing...

The cell phone on Hamore's bedside table suddenly rang.

Hamore immediately pushed away Saiman, who was holding his waist, got up and walked towards the bedside table.

Such a big wife suddenly disappeared Saiman naturally followed, hugged Hamore's waist from behind, lowered her head and kissed Hamore's neck.
Chapter completed!