The night wind is blowing, the air is mixed with the fragrance of soil, so Zhao Wanxi is dragged by the man's little hand, walking on the bluestone path.

It's not the way back to the bedroom, it's the back garden.

Without leaving any trace, Zhao Wanxi pulled the catkin out of the man's palm, cleared her throat, and deliberately reminded her: "the seventh Prince has gone the wrong way, and the palace is over there..."

The next second, her little hand has fallen into the man's palm again. Leng junao's low and overbearing voice is soft: "Xi'er, it's time for us to have a good talk!"

His beautiful voice seems to have an invisible magic, which makes Zhao Wanxi's heart beat faster, but somehow he wants to avoid.

"Lin'er is still suffering from rubella! It's not too late for the seventh prince to say something another day. "

She wants to draw back her hand again, but it's only in vain. Leng Jun's deep sea like Mo Tong stares at her, one hand tugs at her catkin, the other hand grabs her slender waist, just gently, and the woman falls into his arms.

With the warmth of his unique breath, slowly came from his ear: "lin'er's fever has faded, rubella has also faded a lot, it's OK!"

“……”

That he just in front of flower thin shadow's face, careful to say Lin son is still out of rubella, can't leave her!

Zhao Wanxi felt that her ears were hot and her cheeks were hot. He was shameless and she was ashamed of him!

Leng Jun Ao put his arms around her waist and bent his head down. His forehead touched her lightly. The warm breath sprayed directly on her nose: "when Princess Changluo is better, I will arrange someone to send her back to Xiqi."

How to suddenly mention this, Zhao Wanxi gently turned her face: "in the public and private, the seven princes do not have to say this to the people's daughter, these have nothing to do with the people's daughter."

The man raised his hand to hold her face and said solemnly: "how can it not matter? After seeing off Princess Changluo, I intend to go to the imperial palace to propose marriage. "

Forced to contrast with the man's eyes, Zhao Wanxi's cheek is hotter. She tries to pretend to be calm, and her apricot eyes stare: "the bride price has been returned to the seventh prince. What else does the seventh Prince want?"

Besides the dowry, she lost a hundred taels of gold in vain!

Leng junao's eagle eyes are as dark as the deep, and his face is as calm as water. He is still very serious: "my king's body has been polluted by you. Now you say that if you repent, you will repent. There is no free food in the world..."

Zhao Wanxi felt a little dizzy. She was so annoyed that there was a row of crows flying over her head!

She soiled his body! She also said that she wanted to eat for nothing

Zhao Wanxi's face turned red. She wanted to beat him up!

"Leng junao, I haven't said that I was polluted by you. You You still have the face to bite back. Are you a man or not? "

The radian of a man's lips expands infinitely, and he laughs with evil spirits: "that's right! Xi'er's body is polluted by my king. I must take responsibility, or I will be a man in vain. "

Zhao Wanxi pursed her lower lip. She was speechless about his rogue behavior!

Staring at her face, Leng junao's deep Mo Tong suddenly tightens. Just as Zhao Wanxi can't help but tremble, he hears the voice of the man's dumb breath -

"before going to the taishifu to propose a marriage, I still have someone to deal with, but I need Xi'er's help."

The man's breath is warm, but Zhao Wanxi feels a strong chill, and her evil spirit soars to the sky.