Chapter 375

Facing three faces, he avoided Zhao Wanxi's eyes and shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Wanxi knew from his twinkling eyes that Chao San must have lied. Since he didn't want to, she didn't want to.

As the night deepened, Zhao Wanxi coaxed lin'er to sleep before returning to her room for a rest.

Remembering what happened during the day, she could not help complaining about Leng junao. After returning to her room, Zhao Wanxi directly locked the doors and windows.

When she was about to touch her son, Zhao Wanxi vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from the roof. Sleepy, she slowly opened her eyes, just in time to see a white dress falling from the roof, setting off in the dark, like a God's residence.

The seventh prince -- Leng junao!

Zhao Wanxi finally knows why every time she locks her own doors and windows, how this man enters the room!

He lifted a few tiles from the roof, and then came down from the sky.

The moonlight pouring in from the roof tightens up a little bit, and finally disappears. It must be Chao San or Mu Si who takes care of the aftermath and restores the uncovered tiles.

Zhao Wanxi immediately fell asleep. She sat up from the bed and frowned slightly: "lift the bricks, uncover the tiles and enter the house. Is the seventh prince a thief?"

The corner of Leng Jun's mouth was filled with a smile, and the engraved handsome face came up to her in an instant, with a strong expression: "flower picking thief, robbing her."

A faint smell of wine penetrated into the bottom of Zhao Wanxi's nose, and her eyebrows tightened a little: "have you drunk?"

"Today, the prince of the state of Yuliao came to the palace. I'm in a good mood and drank a few more cups."

Prince of Yuliao? Zhao Wanxi's spirit eyes flashed a touch of essence, and she glanced at the man with deep meaning.

"Why did the seventh Prince suddenly talk to minnv about official business? What do I have to do with who comes to the palace? "

Her words are obviously sour. Leng Jun's sharp black pupil stares at her beautiful face. Suddenly, without warning, she falls down and her thin lips fall on her cherry lips.

The soft touch, as well as the unique faint fragrance of her body, make the light in the eagle eyes of men gradually change, like a storm, suddenly out of control.

But suddenly, the man's eyes became confused, and he began to laugh.

His hot lips fully grasp her sweetness and softness, until her lilac mouth is all stained with his breath, until her little face is red and almost out of breath, Leng junao slowly releases her mouth

Zhao Wanxi gasped, but above her head came a man's husky voice: "during the day, Ouyang Changluo's embarrassment in Chaoyang palace was also Xi'er, did you do it?"

She gave him a white eye, did not answer the rhetorical question: "seven princes, this is for the future seven imperial concubines to ask for a crime?"

Leng Jun Ao lowered his head and bit her lip: "there is only one seventh lady. I've already given the bride price... "

The slightest pain is more like a punishment to her mouth, but deep in the man's eyes, it is full of doting.

Zhao Wanxi twists her waist to avoid him, but she doesn't want to make a man snort.

The change reaction of the body clearly came, let the woman instant red double fly, her body suddenly burned up.