Chapter 517

Being reminded by Hanming, Geller finally understood. What is the princess like as a woman? He never thought about this question. What does the king mean?

"Tell the king... The princess is fine."

The princess is fine? Isn't that equal to no answer? Han Ming frowned after hearing this, "no... the meaning of Gu Wang... Geller, what's it like to like a person? It's the kind of love between men and women."

Geller blurted out, "Oh, the king is asking what it feels like to like between men and women!"

A few black lines rose from Hanming's forehead and gave a low hum, "well."

When gler saw that Hanming answered, he hesitated and replied, "tell the king... The feelings between men and women are... Yes..."

Seeing that Geller couldn't say a word for a long time, Hanming was anxious and asked, "what is it?"

Geller replied very seriously, "yes... Tell the king that his subordinates haven't got a wife yet. His subordinates don't know." under Hanming's burning eyes, Geller slowly lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at Hanming's cold and gloomy face again. He was secretly angry and wanted to bite his tongue. However, he really doesn't know what it feels like to like between men and women. In recent years, with the king's war, the barracks are full of men. How can there be any women? Not to mention the love between men and women!

Han Ming stared at gler with his head down. He felt angry and annoyed. Why did he ask gler in elm's head? Hanming said in a muffled voice, "get back first!"

As soon as the king asked him to step down, Geller quickly saluted and hurried down, "yes, my subordinates leave."

After gler left, Hanming lightened his feet, and the man flew to the false top of the mountain and lay down. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

How many days have you been here? I don't know how she's getting better. How does it feel like it's been so long? Ning Lan's face floated in his mind unconsciously. He couldn't swing it. It seemed to be carved with a knife. It was printed on his heart. A pair of sexy lips were sometimes full of hostility and sometimes embedded with a faint smile, as if the floating clouds in the sky were changeable.

Before long, a burst of rapid footsteps interrupted Yelv Hanming, who was lying on the top of the fake mountain, closed his eyes and looked down.

Geller looked back at the flower scene a few feet away and hurriedly reported: "my subordinates see the king and play the king. The princess's maid flower scene asked to see the king with a wind edict."