C142 142 for him alone

The more she struggled under Yan Yuan's body, the more power Yan Yuan had and the more rough his movements became.

This was the first time she felt so powerless.

Ever since she was young, she had transcended worlds and even betrothed to King Jing Palace. Even though she had been injured several times, she still felt that she was incomparably powerful.

But at this moment, being pressed down by Yan Yuan, the strong feeling of helplessness made it hard for her to breathe.

No matter how arrogant and proud she was, she was still easily crushed by Yan Yuan.

When she saw the cold glint in Yan Yuan's eyes, her heart ached. It was as if she would be frozen to a crisp by this icy gaze very soon.

With a sour glint in her eyes, she looked at Yan Yuan without saying a word. She bit her lower lip and the fire in her eyes slowly faded away, replaced by a silent coldness.

Her sudden silence caused Yan Yuan's heart to suddenly tighten. The calmness which had been replaced by fury had also slowly returned bit by bit at this moment.

With a cold expression, he looked up at Liu Ruo Qing. There was a layer of faint mist covering her eyelids, making her look sad and wronged.

He was startled, and a trace of sadness and uneasiness flashed through his heart.

However, when he thought of the man, the anger in his heart flared up once again.

From Liu Ruo Qing's body, her cold eyes were filled with ridicule, "Don't worry, this king doesn't even have the desire to touch a dirty woman like you."

His words were obviously self-deceiving. God knows how easily this woman could incite all of his most primal desires.

Previously, Yan Yuan's attitude towards her was even more hurtful than what he said, but Liu Ruo Qing had never felt such pain.

The word "dirty" was as if he was holding an invisible knife and was stabbing at her heart.

Looking at Yan Yuan's cold face, she had to put in a lot of effort to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and sat up on the bed with a calm expression.

"Since you dislike me being dirty, then don't do such a dirty thing in the future."

Her voice was calm, as if what had just happened had been nothing more than an ordinary occurrence, as if she hadn't been hurt in the slightest.

She picked up the clothes that Yan Yuan had torn off from the side and put it on, then walked in front of him, feigning ease as she opened her palm, "Give me back my handkerchief."

Yan Yuan's face had once again turned ashen because of Liu Ruo Qing's request. That kind of care so important that it cost his life, perhaps even he himself did not notice it.

Liu Ruo Qing's face became extremely ugly, as if she had said something evil that could not be forgiven.

Remembering his cruel and tyrannical actions just now, Liu Ruo Qing's body fiercely trembled, as he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

However, as if she didn't want herself to be too weak in front of Yan Yuan, she glared back at him and said: "What, you want to snatch the thing that Yun Jiao Rong gave me? "You are too unworthy, she is your nephew's lover, don't tell me you want to think about her?"

Yan Yuan's face, was filled with surprise when he heard Liu Ruo Qing's words!

Yun Jiao Rong gave it to her? That is to say, she didn't sew it herself?

She didn't write those two lines for his childhood sweetheart?

Yan Yuan looked at Liu Ruo Qing's face in a daze, the expression on her face somewhat strange that could not be described.

Liu Ruo Qing saw that the other party was staring at him without saying a word, and felt even more guilty. What, am I wrong? What kind of expression is that? Since Yun Jiao Rong gave me this gift, if you don't have feelings for her, then what is it? "

Liu Ruo Qing obviously did not know what Yan Yuan was thinking at the moment. She only felt that Yan Yuan's expression and eyes were extremely weird, a strangeness that she did not know how to describe.

After a long while, Yan Yuan finally retracted his gaze from Liu Ruo Qing's body, and returned the handkerchief in his hand back to Liu Ruo Qing, and casually added, "She was more beautiful than you."

There was a faint smile in his eyes. Although it was not very obvious, Liu Ruo Qing could still see it clearly.

Compared to the violent winds and torrential rain from before, and the warm spring breeze at this time, Liu Ruo Qing did not know that Yan Yuan's emotional changes could actually reach these two extremes in an instant.

Did this person have schizophrenia? He even had a face like he wanted to chop her into minced meat, yet he was smiling like this?

Liu Ruo Qing received the handkerchief from Yan Yuan in a daze, her eyes still filled with confusion as she examined Yan Yuan's expression. She still couldn't understand why Yan Yuan's emotions changed so much.

It was even faster than a chameleon.

Wait! What did he just say? That she was not as beautiful as Yun Jiao Rong?

Disappear!

She knew she wasn't good at embroidery, so why should he care?

She rolled her eyes contemptuously at him. "You think my embroidery isn't good? Give me back the handkerchief I embroidered!"

Yan Yuan was too lazy to care about her, he gave her a dull look, then turned around and lay back down on the bed, "I don't remember where I left it."

"What!"

Liu Ruo Qing was enraged, she walked to the side of the bed, placed her hands on her waist and stared at Yan Yuan's carefree face and said: "I only finished embroidering with 10 of my fingers, and you threw it away casually?"

Yan Yuan glanced at her indifferently, then shot her an unhappy look: "Embroidery is so ugly, do you expect this duke to keep it by your side? Or was it a precious treasure? This King doesn't find it embarrassing? "

"You …"

Bastard!

Liu Ruo Qing clenched her teeth and cursed in her heart.

"I'm giving you my only embroidery piece ever, but you actually didn't give it to me to keep. Don't think about me embroidering it to you in the future!"

She clenched her fists. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't beat this bastard, she would fight with him right now!

When Yan Yuan saw her slightly red cheeks due to anger, his mood immediately improved.

Especially the one time she said embroidery …

So she had only ever embroidered a handkerchief for him?

When he thought of this, Yan Yuan still felt a little smug and happy in his heart. The previous fury that was caused by the handkerchief that Yun Jiao Rong had embroidered was now swept away.

She smiled and said: "In the future, train a few more times. Maybe if you see something nice, I will consider collecting them."

"Scram!" "You wish."

She looked at Yan Yuan with disdain.

Do you want me to embroider for you because you don't like my embroidery?

Who do you think you are!

She looked at Yan Yuan and saw that he had no intention to leave, she opened her mouth: "Why are you still not leaving?"

Don't tell her he's planning to spend the night here again.

The look in Yan Yuan's eyes deepened as he narrowed his eyes, and they flowed out in a few sinister colors.

"You want me to get lost?"

Yan Yuan deepened the smile in his eyes, his magnetic voice carrying a sense of ridicule.