The prince's whole body froze. His sharp teeth were wrapped around Chen Feng's tongue, but he did not dare to move at all, for fear that he would cut through Chen Feng's mouth and bleeding, but he was still suffering from pain.

...He is so well-behaved.

Chen Feng felt that the little prince under him did not struggle or move. The tip of his tongue slid deeper from the little prince's teeth. The little prince closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled gently, and crossed Chen Feng's cheeks. The gentle itch spread from the skin to the heart, making people unable to help doing something more extraordinary.

Chen Feng's teeth gently bit the little prince's lips, and then bit it inch by inch.

The little prince slowly opened his eyes. The strange feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable. He struggled lightly and then someone gently bit his neck.

“…Be good, don’t move.”

Chen Feng said in a hoarse voice.

The little prince really stopped moving.

He gasped gently and looked up at the ceiling blankly.

He saw the clouds moving outside the transparent glass cover, and also saw the little princess falling on the chandelier and tilted her head.

...Little princess?!

The prince felt all the blood rushing up, and his whole face became as hot as fire. He grabbed Chen Feng's arms and then threw him out suddenly!

Chen Feng flew up and hit the bookshelf next to him. The books and ornaments fell to the ground, and one of the metal bottles just hit his head.

Chen Feng: "..."

Chen Feng was quiet for a while, then he slowly stretched out his left hand, wiped off the blood that was smashed from his forehead, and stood up silently.

The prince pulled down the little princess on the chandelier. His ears were as red as the newborn Chaoyang, but his face was still serious: "...I didn't say that I would let you stay in the bag and not come out, how did you run out?"

The little princess seemed to not understand what he said, blinked her eyes, and her little paw curiously pressed the kiss mark on the prince's neck.

The prince's face turned red. He pulled his collar tightly and asked her like an interrogation of a prisoner: "When did you run out?"

"I saw her just after I came out of the shower." Chen Feng said.

In fact, when Chen Feng heard the first sentence "An Li" said, he felt that his tone was very similar to the little prince. Looking at his expression and movements, he felt even more certain in his heart.

But when he saw the little monster with black fluffy and white wings hiding behind "Anli", he was completely sure that the person in front of him was the little prince.

The prince was angry and annoyed, and couldn't even say anything: "You...you saw her from the beginning, why didn't you say it? Just let her look at us...we..."

Chen Feng touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "...I forgot."

The moment the little prince was pressed under him, he immediately became confused. He still remembered that there was a little monster in the room.

"Who is this?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

This monster looks very similar to the prototype of the little prince, which makes Chen Feng feel a little favor towards her.

The prince stretched out his hand and flipped back and forth in the little princess's eyes twice, hoping that she would forget the scene she had just seen: "My sister."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "When did you have a sister?"

The prince glanced at Chen Feng with great slightness and seriousness: "Isn't it because of you?"

Chen Feng: “…?”

What does it have to do with my parents having a second child???

The little princess seemed to be naturally afraid of the breath of blood on Chen Feng's forehead. She watched Chen Feng walk in and then crawled into the prince's pocket.

Chen Feng opened the drawer next to him and murmured: "It seems that there is no gauze here."

The prince looked coldly at Chen Feng rummaging through the cabinets as skillfully as at his own home, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You are really familiar with this place. It seems that you are living a good life."

Suddenly he thought of something, his tone became cold, almost gritting his teeth: "Yes, of course you live a good life, someone feeds you when you eat, someone accompany you when you sleep, and the white military uniform serves you so well. I think there is no one in the world who is more comfortable than you."

Chen Feng had curved eyebrows and a strong smile: "Do you care?"

"I-" the prince's voice stopped, and he turned his head and said hatefully, "Who cares about you."

Chen Feng said: "Nothing happened to us. He did not feed me or sleep with me."

"Yes." The prince sneered, "He didn't feed you or sleep with you. He just handed you milk, applied jam, wiped your mouth, and kissed your hand disgustingly."

That's right, he quickly hooked up after leaving last night, but as soon as he came back, he saw the disgusting man sitting on the bed, kissing Chen Feng's hand.

Almost got him away again.

As soon as the prince looked up, he saw Chen Feng smiling with his head down. His shoulders were shrugging, and his mouth was almost grinning behind his ears with joy.

The prince lowered his face, kicked Chen Feng in the calf, and asked him fiercely: "Why are you laughing at?!"

Chen Feng raised his head, his eyes full of smiles: "Are you jealous?"

The prince kicked him up again in anger and said, "I'm jealous? Where did you see me jealous?! Don't talk nonsense and slander!"

"Okay, okay, you don't." Chen Feng replied with a smile.

After the prince finished speaking, he calmed down for a while before Liangliang looked at Chen Feng and said, "I'm just curious about your relationship and why you are here."

Chen Feng blinked: "I'm imprisoned, can't you tell me?"

"Imprisonment?" The prince frowned and glanced at Chen Feng from top to bottom. There was no trace of imprisonment from anywhere.

Chen Feng stretched out his left hand and the soft cotton bathrobe slid down, revealing his wrist.

The prince then discovered that Chen Feng had a sterling silver iron ring on his wrist. The iron ring looked ordinary and had no other pattern decoration, but the skin under the iron ring was already charred.

The prince was stunned.

Chen Feng thought for a while and showed the prince the same iron ring on his two ankles: "There are also here, how about it? Now, do you finally see that I am imprisoned?"

The prince asked: "…What is this?"

Chen Feng explained: "I don't know, maybe it's a high-tech product. Angli said that after I bring this iron ring, as long as I dare to leave this tower, the iron ring will continue to generate electricity until I feel the inviolable signs."

"What about this?" The prince's fingertips trembled slightly against the burnt circle on Chen Feng's wrist, "Have you ever escaped?"

"That's not." Chen Feng frowned, "One day I was sleeping, and Angli suddenly turned on the power."

Chen Feng thought for a while and said, "Maybe he is testing the functions of the product?"

"It seems that there is something wrong with his mind." Chen Feng gave the definition.

The prince suddenly thought of something, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Feng's bathrobe open.

Chen Feng's chest was covered with crisscrossing whip marks and bruises, and there were even several distinct traces of being scratched by the blade.

He had just taken a shower, and some of the newly scabbed scars were stained with water and soaked, and looked very ferocious and blurry.

The prince's lips trembled. He reached out to touch Chen Feng's wound, but he didn't dare to touch it.

"It doesn't hurt." Chen Feng smiled, as if helpless, "These scars were left some time ago. At first, the man seemed very interested in tortureting my body, but later he found that I didn't seem to be so afraid of the pain, so he gave up. I guess he was bored."

After all, Angli came to take revenge on him, so how could he serve him with delicious food and drink?

I just tortured him a lot, and I was so tired of torture that I lost much interest, so I just detained him here again.

The prince's eyes moved from the scar on Chen Feng's chest to his right arm that had been drooping from beginning to end: "Arm...and his arm is also..."

"Oh, this is not, this is what I fell myself." Chen Feng said.

"……when."

Chen Feng seemed a little confused: "How to define this time? Three or four months, or more than two hundred years? Oh, by the way, Angli has quickly advanced the time for two hundred years, and you should have seen it too."

The prince said in a hoarse voice: "...you...you are here for so long, just being beaten and suffering?"
Chapter completed!