Fast Transmigration, the sickly villain is being blackened

Chapter 172
Today is the Lantern Festival, and Yulian made lanterns early.

She stepped on the wooden stool, but she couldn't hang it on the eaves. She carefully stood on tiptoe, but she was careless.About to fall.

A pair of strong arms gently supported Yulian.The familiar breath sprayed on Yulian's neck, and a man's hoarse voice came from beside her ear.

Why is Lianlian so careless, just call me for such a trivial matter.

Yulian felt her neck itching, she turned sideways, twisted her feet and fell back into the man's arms again.

It's just that her shoulder leaned against the man's wound, and she heard a gasp.Looking at the man with concern in his eyes, "What's wrong with you? But you were injured?"

The man shook his head and said, "You just fell into my heart, and I can't hold anyone else."

Yulian turned around and said to him: "If you don't learn well at such a young age, why are you so unrighteous! You still call me Lianlian, and you still call me godmother. Do you understand?"

I don't know when he started calling her Lianlian instead of his godmother.

Hearing her say that, Mingye felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he could only smile forcedly and sigh inwardly.

Take your time, going too fast will only backfire.

In the evening, Yulian made glutinous rice balls. Although there were only two people in the desert, it was very warm to spend with Mingye.

The bright night under the candlelight has a clear outline, cold and charming, charming ruby ​​eyes, and jelly-like bouncy lips.Everywhere is stunningly beautiful.

Now Yulian can be sure that he is the villain she is looking for. As he grows up, Yulian already knows it is him.

But... thinking of the man who was raised by her, and he kept calling her godmother, how could they be together? .

If they are together, they will definitely be ridiculed by the world!Yulian looked at the man under the light.I said to myself, that's it, that's fine.

After the two had eaten, they prepared to watch the night. Yulian was able to survive the first half of the night with her head supported, but she couldn't do it in the second half of the night.

The man looked at the sleeping woman lying on the table, and shook his head helplessly: "What a lazy pig."

Da Heng picked up the woman and gently put her on the bed.

Under the candlelight, she is beautiful and moving. Under the slender eyelashes, there are light shadows, a delicate nose, and small and slightly fleshy lips.The man's eyes gradually deepened, he lowered his head, and did what he wanted to do a long time ago.

The more I kissed, the more I couldn't control myself, I wished I could swallow her in one gulp, but not yet....

Looking at the sky, he should go, but this will end soon, with all the suffering he has suffered these years, he decided to take everything that belongs to him again!He is going to decide on the position of First Prince.

Just after he left the gate of the cold palace, a mouse slipped away from his legs with a sound, and Ming Ye's eyes were bright red.

His eyes locked on the mouse. The mouse was running, but it stopped running suddenly. The whole mouse just froze on the ground, as if it had lost its soul, it fell to the ground and died.

The red light in Ming Ye's eyes has weakened, and he can only use this ability twice at present. If he wants to be strong, he can only use blood to make offerings.

He touched his eyes with trembling hands, put down his hands again, and clenched his fists. He also discovered this ability by accident.

He might really be a monster. In the past, he would resent the current queen for abandoning him, but now he doesn't hate her anymore, because he himself is really a monster, and a monster full of possessive desires.

Especially everything about the woman he loves, he needs to know.He touched a bright red bellyband in his arms.

Those are the close-fitting clothes of the woman he loves. He hopes that the woman can accompany him all the time. Since she is not by his side now, let's use her clothes as a form of comfort.

(End of this chapter)