Chapter 817 Zhen Guo Princess Belly Black Emperor (37)
Yuanqian was startled, her beautiful eyes flashing.
Aware of the slightly icy breath around the man.
The keen brain finally opened up.
She nestled in his arms and let out a "giggle" laugh, "Besides you, I don't seem to have any other lovers."
It’s just love talk, this boss can also say it.
Xiao Lingling, who had just picked up the melon seeds from the ground, shook his hand, and all the melon seeds fell to the ground again.
It stared blankly at Yuanqian, then looked down at the scattered melon seeds on the ground. Two seconds later, Bai Tuanzi rubbed his eyes aggrievedly, and cried "Wow".
It's all because the big guy didn't follow the routine, and he was so scared that he dropped the melon seeds twice!
The smile between the shallow lips suddenly became a little stiff.
Depend on!
Can she kill Xiao Lingling?
Ruined her vibe in moments like this!
Fortunately, Mu Ruqing couldn't see what happened in the space.
Otherwise, she will really kill Xiao Lingling!
Is it easy for this boss to say a provocative love story? Can a pile of melon seeds compare to my man?
There is no comparison at all!
Yuanqian glared at Xiao Lingling bitterly, and warned by the way, don't make any noise in the space for her to hear.
MMP!
Eating melon seeds every day to watch a show, she deserves to drop the melon seeds on the ground, and still have the face to cry?
The aggrieved Xiao Lingling curled his lips, squatted down sadly, and continued to pick up melon seeds. He knocked melon seeds and watched the show. Is it easy?
Mu Ruqing's complexion changed. Although she knew that what she said was a lie, she was inexplicably happy.
But... Qianju... That man who looks like a child seems very dangerous...
Especially, Qian Shu's shallow gaze was unacceptable to him.
The almost possessive gaze, only a man can understand.
Mu Ruqing squinted her eyes, and her mood instantly became gloomy.
Yuan Qian was a little dazed.
Could it be that the love words of this boss are wrong?
What was his reaction?
Yuanqian turned his eyeballs and squeezed his face with one hand, "Smile, don't always be so sullen! Besides, don't you plan to hug me up?"
The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, and her fair skin is within reach, just like the finest suet jade, delicate and smooth, black silk like ink, sticking mischievously to her skin, white and black, and a touch of pink, blending together to form a A beautiful visual feast.
Mu Ruqing's throat tightened, lowered eyes covered the cherry lips that were speaking provocative words, tossing and turning.
From the first time he saw her in the cold palace, he wanted to do this.
He was afraid of scaring her, so he could only approach slowly step by step.
She pretended again and again by her side, and she didn't disappoint him, bringing him a different feeling every time.
She treats him like a younger brother and spoils him to heaven.
And he also learned to pretend to be a child in front of her, winning all kinds of favors.
It could have continued like this forever.
It's a pity that the trip to the Princess's mansion made him no longer satisfied with that simple favor.
Because Qianshu made him feel a strong crisis, and his heart, which was already not calm enough and insecure, became extremely uneasy.
In her boudoir, she made him feel that her feelings for him, maybe like his, were not so pure.
So, he desperately pierced the last layer of window paper.
The thin lips gradually increased their strength, which seemed to have a hint of punishment.
(end of this chapter)