However, the Crown Prince gave Eva Nightingale the Black Gold Diamond Card, so doting, back then, he stabbed his own chest twice while holding her hand, wasn’t it just to make Eva Nightingale smile?
In ancient times, King You of Zhou played with beacon fires to amuse the lords.
Today, the Crown Prince holds a knife to self-harm.
Isn’t it the same? All to make a beauty smile, at such a great cost!
And the outcome... King You of Zhou was killed.
And the Crown Prince, he was such a mess back then! Not even Alexander Kingsley could hold him back! How terrifying, he went to the New York Military Compound and slept for three days and nights, nearly didn’t wake up.
This story, Alexander Kingsley could laugh about it for a lifetime, so envious of Eva Nightingale, a man doing everything to please you, not fawning over you... so good.
Besides, he’s such a noble man.
Alexander laughed and laughed but felt awful inside, if... if one day, it came to it, he thought, he would be like that for the little rascal too, wouldn’t he?
"Alexander Kingsley, you dare to call me a muddle-headed king." Lucas Knight did not smile, his thin lips lightly parted, his tone very cold.
"I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare..." Alexander was just envious, to be honest, even a big man would be envious.
But now, this matter, not many people know about it, apart from Lucas Knight himself, there’s Alexander Kingsley, Lieutenant Li, Harry North, and Edward White...
Eva and Carla Carr, those two silly women, don’t know.
Alexander Kingsley sent Lucas Knight to change his bandages, then returned to the High General Mansion.
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A fluffy bundle rushed into his arms.
Carla Carr leaped up and wrapped around his waist, then hooked her hands around his neck, her soft lips moved in to kiss him.
Besides when they first met, she usually stayed far away from him, afraid he’d eat her alive.
Why today, so proactive.
This little woman, really seemed unaware he was injured, clinging tighter and tighter, her legs wrapped around his waist, refusing to let go.
Her lips still locked on his.
And he, ignoring the pain, hooked his hands around her small waist, hugged her, and went upstairs.
Mm, this little woman, can’t wait to be so proactive, he really couldn’t handle it...
He thought, if one day... if it came to it, he would be like the Crown Prince for her, as long as she’s happy...
He hugged her, breathing low, placed her on the bed, then suddenly pressed down on her.
"Mmm... Alexander, don’t—"
She had just taken a nap, had a nightmare, dreamed he was injured, missed him greatly, so she couldn’t wait to embrace him once she saw him.
She didn’t plan to do that with him...
"Be good, wife, call me husband."
His thin lips moved close to her ear, trailing kisses down, making her body refuse to obey.
"Hus... husband, mmm—"
"Mm, wife is so good." He held her small waist, his thin lips pressed against hers again, love? Then love! This woman, really drives him crazy... crazy...
The Crown Prince was so reckless.
Why should he, a general, hold back?
He never knew that in the eyes of outsiders, the "bent man," would be straightened by this little rascal!
"Husband, what are you doing?"
"Nothing!" the man coldly answered, his voice tinged with frost.
Originally thought that time in China, was the only time, but he never thought, there would be many times...