[MTL]General, You've Lost Your Inhibitor!

Chapter 18: sleeping beauty kiss

If he is willing to forgive me?

Gu Huan's eyes flickered slightly, he didn't speak, but took the wine silently.

To be honest, he has not imagined that the prince who is enough to be called the protagonist Goldfinger in the book can let go of the past, because the image of the other party in the book is decisive and will take revenge. Even in the impression of the original owner, he does not seem to be very talkative , Chu Lin can ask such a question, probably because he doesn't know what he did to him in that battle.

Lifting the lid of the beer can, Gu Huan took a sip, looked at the horizon, pondered for a while, and said softly.

"I probably..."

"I will give everything and follow him, just like the teacher expects."

If he could have a stable life, who would want to be in a state of exile and could hug the protagonist's golden finger's thigh? Why wouldn't he do it.

When Gu Huan said this, he didn't notice the eyebrows of the person next to him moved slightly, and suddenly stopped drinking, and let out a hoarse laughter in his throat, "Really?"

Gu Huan lowered his head to look at the beer can in his hand, his face turned red, and he suddenly fell into silence.

Half of Chu Xinglin's face was hidden in the half-light and half-darkness, and the black hair on his hair gradually faded, the scars on his face also appeared as data-like blue squares and disappeared from his face, and even the pheromones changed a little bit, completely like Another person.

The locomotive roared across the snow, illuminating it all.

A handsome blond man appeared on the balcony, making the dilapidated balcony look like a palace. From the forehead to the eyes to the nose to the lips, to the broad shoulders, it was as outstanding as a sculpture. The handsomeness that is firmly remembered is like a magnet that makes people unable to take their eyes off. The drunks who collapsed on the balcony thought they had read it wrong, blinked their eyes, thought it was a fantasy, and fell asleep naively.

Seeing that Gu Huan hadn't answered or turned around to look at him, Chu Xinglin leaned over, pinched his chin lightly, made him look at him, and repeated it again.

"Is what you said true?"

"Um..."

After waiting for a while, Gu Huan gave a vague hum. His thin body leaned limply against the railing, and when he almost fell, he was picked up by Chu Xinglin.

Chu Xinglin frowned, sensing something was wrong with Gu Huan's state.

"Gu Huan? Can you see me? Who am I?"

The admiral's face was stained a little red, and his platinum-gold pupils turned slowly. Looking at the doubled face in front of him, he shook his head lightly, and pointed at the other person's blond hair as if he was sober. He muttered inarticulately.

"You are...the prince..." He smiled, like a primary school student who discovered the answer behind the homework in advance.

Chu Xinglin was speechless. In a way, there was nothing wrong with this answer.

But Gu Huan was obviously drunk in this state.

"You're drunk, let's go back."

Chu Xinglin reopened the disguise and held Gu Huan in his arms.

Seeing the opponent's head instantly change from gold to black, the dazed admiral leaned on Chu Xinglin's chest, blinked, his pale eyes turned red, and hummed sadly in a cold voice. "Isn't it twelve o'clock... When the magic disappears...you will turn into a frog."