Chapter 199

But for a girl's family, it is still more shocking.

Mu Cen just looked at himself in the bronze mirror, silent.

"If you care, why send your neck out for a row?" Suddenly, a lukewarm voice came.

Mu Cen didn't look back. She saw Li Shiyuan standing behind her in the bronze mirror, and her eyebrows were only slightly twisted.

Li Shiyuan has already entered Mu Cen.

Mu Cen didn't say a word.

Li Shiyuan's fingers raised Mu Cen's mandible, and he looked down at Mu Cen. Because of the slight movement of raising his head, Mu Cen's neck hurt a little.

Her face does not show, but said directly: "let go, it hurts."

"You deserve it." Li Shiyuan sneered, "pain, you send your neck out, why don't you send it here? It's not going to be more real? "

Li Shiyuan laughed angrily. The next moment, he released Mu Cen, and then pointed to the position of Mu Cen's heart.

Mu Cen squints at Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan sank and his eyes fell on Mu Cen for a moment. Mu Cen was annoyed and soon pushed away the thugs Li Shiyuan put on his face.

Li Shiyuan looked at the lost palm, which still had the residual temperature of Mu Cen's skin.

But soon, Li Shiyuan quietly put down his palm, so he clenched his fist.

And Mu Cen had already walked to the bedside, the voice hoarse issued a guest order: "if your highness is OK, then please go back."

I really didn't intend to continue talking with Li Shiyuan.

Mu CEN is very clear, today's matter, even if all people can't see the trace, but Li Shiyuan can't not know. What Li Shiyuan can say is enough to prove that this man has straightened out the cause and effect of the matter.

But what about that?

Mu Cen determined that Li Shiyuan could not sell himself.

So Muchen didn't think much.

What's more, after such a toss today, Mu Cen didn't feel tired, but really hurt. In the neck position, even if Chen Zhirong would come to him and count all the things, Mu Cen couldn't count his strength.

When the hairpin went down, it not only hurt the skin, but also the trachea.

Without saying a word, it's like tearing pain.

So mu Cen didn't want to talk, and naturally he was not in the mood to mess with Li Shiyuan.

And Li Shiyuan can't go, Mu CEN is also very clear that he can't control, so mu Cen chose to give up. Besides, she is really not in the mood to quarrel with Li Shiyuan.

As a result, Muchen just lay down——

She can clearly feel li Shiyuan's breath approaching her. Mu Cen's eyebrows slightly twisted. Li Shiyuan has been sitting by the bed.

Mu Cen took a deep breath. When Li Shiyuan put his hand on his waist, Mu Cen had turned to look at the man directly.

"Your Highness, you have a lot of concubines. There's no need to attack someone who doesn't feel well at night." Mu Cen asked directly.

In the face of Li Shiyuan, Mu Cen naturally does not need affectation and politeness.

On the contrary, Li Shiyuan picked his eyebrows and said, "what do you want me to do?"

Mu Cen

Li Shiyuan's voice is a little hoarse, and suddenly he just bends over. Mu CEN is pushed directly to the bed by the sudden strength, but mu Cen's men are consciously supporting the bed.

Her eyes are not instant looking at Li Shiyuan.

Looking at it, I felt guilty.

"Well?" It seems that Li Shiyuan doesn't intend to let Mu Cen off like this.

Mu Cen was angry and didn't speak at all.

Li Shiyuan smiles very lightly. The banter on his face is obvious. He doesn't mind Mu Cen's silence, and his well-defined hand falls on Mu Cen's wound.

The wound has been treated by royal doctor he, and the bandage is very careful.

Li Shiyuan carefully examined it, then took out a bottle of ointment and put it on the edge of the bed: "when the wound scarred, apply it three times a day, facing the bronze mirror, I apply it carefully."

Mu Cen squinted.

"Mu Cen, don't leave scars. I don't like any scars on my women." What Li Shiyuan said is direct.

Mu Cen angry smile: "four highness, do you like, and I what relationship?"

"With strength, rest more and speak less, your voice won't be much better than that of a broken Gong." Li Shiyuan is not polite at all.

Mu Cen stares at Li Shiyuan.

Anyway, Mu CEN is also a girl's family. The girl's family doesn't like to be said that they are not good.

But Li Shiyuan also said that it is natural.

When Li Shiyuan finished, he didn't feel any regret. He just looked at Mu Cen with his eyebrows, as if he was asking Mu Cen what he said wrong.

Looking at Li Shiyuan's face again, Mu Cen smiles coldly.

The palm of his hand on the bed was slightly tight, but this action was easily detected by Li Shiyuan. Li Shiyuan bowed his head and naturally grasped Mu Cen's hand to his own.

The rough hand rubbed on Mu Cen's skin.

Mu Cen wants to struggle, but he can't.

"Li Shiyuan!" Mu Cen called this man with his surname. He was a little angry.

Li Shiyuan seems more calm: "do you want me to feel the same?"

Mu Cen said nothing.

Li Shiyuan low smile voice, is to see Mu Cen's idea, but Li Shiyuan also didn't any angry expression, he suddenly close to a few minutes.

Mu Cen subconsciously dodges, but she has been leaning against the edge of the bed, and there is no place to escape. Li Shiyuan looks at Mu Cen so condescending, and the smile in her eyebrows becomes more and more heavy.

All of a sudden——

Li Shiyuan stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Cen's small nose. The smile in his eyebrows was obvious. His voice was a little low and seemed to be a bit hoarse.

Mu Cen's heart beat fast, even his palms were sweaty.

But Li Shiyuan's voice is not slow, every word let Mu Cen hear clearly: "no matter what your voice becomes, in the king's ear, it is like a yellow warbler, very sweet."

With that, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Li Shiyuan's cold thin lips just glided through Mu Cen's ear. His warm breath came to his face and he quickly left.

As if nothing had happened before.

With Li Shiyuan's action, Mu Cen only feels that his heart will jump out of his throat in the next second. Facing this person's deep eyes for the first time, Mu CEN is rarely at a loss.

But mu Cen's at a loss, Li Shiyuan saw clearly.

The smile in his eyes and brows became more and more obvious.

Long fingers stick to the position of the wound: "very painful?"