Chapter 3292

"Elder sister Huang." Ning Chuanzhi turned his lower body and opened his voice to say hello. The young man's voice was low, magnetic, clear and pleasant.

Dyed white nodded slightly.

"Your Highness, look at this. The last general has just discussed with the eighth Prince..." Su Yan seriously pointed to the map and quickly entered the business.

The princess walked over indifferently, stood on one side, looked at the map with her eyes down, her thin lips opened gently, her tone was flat and quiet, and she saw blood for a while.

There was only a voice about military affairs in the military affairs office. If you didn't pay attention, two hours passed.

"Your Highness might as well stay in the military affairs office for dinner?" Su Yan invited very friendly and warmly.

Dyed white narrowed her eyes, knocked on the table with her white fingers, gave a faint sound, and then got up, "this hall is in the military camp."

"Your Highness, I'll show you the way." Su Yan also got up in a moment, "just in time, I can introduce you about..."

Before Su Yan finished his words, he was interrupted by the young voice with a smile.

Ning Xiaozhi leaned aside, with a handsome and exquisite side face, high and straight lines, thin lips under the bridge of his nose, and a careless tone: "general su."

"Don't you have something else to tell me?"

Su Yan was stunned. He looked confused and scratched his head blankly, "do I have...?".

The young man straightened up slowly. His body was as tall and straight as a pine and cypress in winter. His slender and clear fingers pressed on Su Yan's shoulder, and made Su Yan do it again.

Ning's long lashes drooped gently, his side face was cold and indifferent, and the wind was light and the clouds were cold: "just say it now."

Su Yan reacted again slowly. He wondered at the bottom of his heart what the princess was going to do. It was inconvenient. Obviously, he just looked at the military camp, but he took it down according to the prince's words, "yes, I was busy and accidentally forgot."

Ning's lips are hanging a lazy smile. Those long, narrow and beautiful eyes light provoke a light wind like radian. They always show a little inexplicable light ridicule. They are also indifferent and casual, "sister Huang, go."

Ran Bai glances at the young man, calms down and walks out of the military affairs office.

"Eight princes, what's the matter?" Su Yan whispered curiously to Ning.

Ning Jiezhi often came to the barracks recently and got very familiar with Su Yan. At the moment, he looked at Su Yan with an unknown meaning, smiled, and gave a cold and evil suggestion: "general Su, if sister Huang comes to the barracks in the future, it's better to let her alone."

Su Yan said seriously that he knew.

Ran Bai went out of the military affairs office and went to the training direction in the military camp. On the way, you can see neat and rigorous teams with high quality.

Ranbai has been to this place many times for military and political reasons, but she doesn't care much. Now she just wants to find her son.

Suddenly, several cavalry galloped on the ground with a roaring wind.

Ranbai walks in the camp, and occasionally soldiers pass by.

Until ranbai hears a soft voice from the breeze——

The clear and clean juvenile voice seems to be the moment when the ice and snow melts in the winter night, fading the love after the cold.

"Your Highness."

Before ranbai could look back, a burst of cool and pleasant smell of pear flowers lingered around her with the wind.

The young man directly turned over and dismounted, his action was calm and neat, his clothes swayed across the air, his slender and clear long finger gently clasped a part of the girl's wrist and covered it, and the temperature of his finger belly was cold.

Then he was pushed into the empty barracks by the boy nearby, his back against the wall, and a tall and beautiful shadow fell in front of him. His young and slender body shrouded people.

When Jinyao came galloping with his horse, he had already caught a glimpse of the shadow wrapped in his dream.

The young man's long eyelashes drooped a perplexing radian. The cold breath fell on the tip of the princess's ear. With the breath, he poured out his madness. Then came Jinyao's soft and gentle voice: "I miss you so much."

The princess narrowed her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her.

After training in this place for a long time, the young man's appearance has changed. His eyebrows are as clear as a picture, his side face is white and delicate, and his thin lips are hooked with a soft smile under the straight and high bridge of his nose, which is really a beautiful bone appearance.

Jinyao's tall figure covered the girl against the wall. Because he was in the army, he was also wearing a silver military uniform, which made him cold and slender, noble and abstinent.

But at this time, the curved eyes smiled at the princess, but weakened a bit, cold and sharp, and seemed a little inexplicably good. When the eyes were low, the eyelashes were very long, the bridge of the nose was high, and when the light fragrance lingered, the thin lips gently opened, they bit the princess's white ear tip, and the tip of the tongue licked along the soft outline of the earlobe, including the ear bead.

The action is very desire, but the temperament is elegant, and the contradictory bewitching hooks people.

The cold, hard and clear fingers of the young man's knuckles were gently buttoned on the princess's slender waist, and the fingertips were slightly rubbed. The temperature of the cold fingertips was amazing, and the delicate clavicle was gently ground between the snow-white teeth.

In the lingering contact, Jinyao slightly narrowed the beautiful pupils with broken light, and the words in his eyes were deep and the light was heavy and floating.

The silver and white military uniform tied the slender body of the young man, propped up a cold and beautiful shoulder line, fluctuated slightly in the occasional breath, and was particularly ambiguous and bewitched.

It turned out that the beauty could want to wear military uniform to this extent. The princess's eyes were bright and thoughtful. For a moment, her fingers clasped Jinyao's wrist and calmly pressed the teenager against the wall.

Jinyao let the princess move, his straight back hit the wall, his long eyelashes hung down like butterfly wings, his eyes were dark, his eyes were filled with a little light fog, his eyes were red, but his very shallow Fei was very emotional.

The princess looked at him, and the young man gently bent his eyes, with an elegant smile on his lips. Also very clever close your eyes, let the princess kiss wantonly, when the long eyelashes tremble, it looks like a butterfly wing spreading its wings to fly.

The silver military uniform is lined with a slender young man, and the cold belt is tied with the shape of zhilanyushu. When the military uniform is pressed on the body, the texture is cold and hard, like a handful of ice and snow pouring down.

Ranbai likes to hear one or two unstable low breaths in her ears when she is in love. It overflows between her lips and teeth and is broken and sexy. Such a sound itself is very pleasant to hear, and it is even more bewitching in such an environment.

The red clothes in the corners of the young man's eyes did not fade. It seemed that there had just been a intermittent peach blossom rain in his beautiful eyes. It was hazy and wet. It was light and too sticky. He rubbed between the girl's neck. His voice was slightly dumb: "Your Highness is looking for Jinyao."

"HMM." ran Bai's fingertip gently rubbed the boy's white jade wrist and replied in a low voice, "I'm looking for you."

Her childe is easy to coax, and even a little thing will be happy because of her. For example, now the young man's eyes bend like a breeze, "happy."

His youth temperament is lonely and cold. When he wears white clothes like snow, he is noble and indifferent. When he wears silver and white military uniform, he becomes more indifferent and inaccessible, which makes people prohibitive. But in front of her, he is a coquettish with warm words and soft words.

"Your Highness can have lunch?"

"Waiting for you."