She has a moody personality, and in recent days, it has become more and more fierce. Everyone who comes to her, when she's in a bad mood, can't do any good.

Fortunately, she doesn't mean to provoke people. As long as we don't take the initiative to get together, we can be safe.

In this way, no one dares to disturb her silence for no reason.

Sukui is at ease.

Holding a cup of fruit wine made of peach, a sweet taste, down the throat, physical and mental comfort.

She squinted at the cool, graceful dancers on the stage. My eyes are empty. I don't know where I'm going.

Just at this time, a voice suddenly fell from her genitals when she was most relaxed, which really scared Su Kui.

"Hello! Muyan! You don't think last time you spoke to me in front of your mother, I will remember you! You wait, we two're not finished! "

I don't know if I'm afraid of sukui. Sukui hasn't seen this person for a long time.

Lengbuding heard the sullen voice in the tenderness, but also missed it.

There is no one but Princess Changle who can stand up to her.

Su Kui raised his eyes, with long lashes like a fan. Peach blossom eyes with ridicule, slowly open lips, lips red eyes, "Changle princess, is not the time before you were locked up long enough? Do you want me to invite your royal highness to take a seat again, so that you can be your Royal Princess honestly and don't bother me

"You, Muyan, you are a small man! Don't call my brother to crush me! "

Changle was so angry that he almost pointed to Su Kui's nose and scolded him.

Su Kui said with a short smile, "go, Yuzhu, call the prince and say, I miss him --"

Yuzhu's face is changeable, and he can bear it again and again, bowing: "yes."

"Stop! Don't go! " Changle is in a hurry. "Muyan, don't call me brother!"

"I'm sorry, I'm a woman, so naturally I don't have any kind." Su Kui chuckled and drank all the fruit wine in the cup, leaving behind this sentence.

Changle was bleary. It took a long time for him to respond. There was a buzzing in his head, and his little face was red.

"You, you, you You are shameless! "

A woman can even talk about it. Changle's ashamed face is red, and this sentence is repeated in her mind. Muyan is more shameless and dissolute than she imagined.

The dislike of this man is deeper.

"Yes, I am shameless." Sunflower lips corner a bend, good bad, according to the single collection.

"Princess Huarong, is it really good to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them?"

Men's voice recognition is very high, with a little heavy in the cold, like some kind of simple musical instrument, especially pleasant to listen to.

"Huang, Huang brother..."

At the sight of this man, Changle suddenly fell down. She lowered her head, like a child who did something wrong. "Brother Huang, I really didn't bother her this time!"

Qi Huai didn't even look at her. Those black eyes reflected only one figure.

It's a pity that the beauty's eyes are like fans, and she doesn't look at him at all. A pair of curly and thick eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow under the palace lamp.

"Changle, you should be sensible. Don't be shot by anyone. " Qi Huaihe took a long time to look away and fell on Changle with a cold eye.

"I didn't..." Changle can't help muttering. Who dares to be her.