Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1311 The Prosperity Female Sovereign, Are Books Wearing? (11)

   "Okay, go to sleep." Ran Bai laughed, put the teacup on the table, walked to the bed, picked up the quilt, and threw it to Ye Yanhan.

   Ye Yanhan fluttered all over the quilt, and grabbed the quilt reactively. A pair of obsidian-like cold eyes opened slightly, staring blankly at the dyed white, with a look of indifferent and alienated, there was a kind of contrast and cuteness.

  Looking at the handsome and expensive man standing there holding the bedding, he dyed his side eyes and curled his lips, "Is there a problem?"

   Ye Yanhan pursed her thin lips, her cool face was quietly filled with beautiful crimson, her clear and clean voice was very low, "It's okay..."

   "Ye Yanhan." Ran Bai suddenly called.

  He raised his eyes, "Huh?"

  Ran Bai sighed quietly, her clear and pure eyes were filled with a smile of light and shadows, and her voice sighed: "Acknowledge it, in your bones, it's dark..."

  She can’t be wrong with her feelings towards people of the same kind.

  When she started, Ye Yanhan's eyes were indifferent and cold, even without fluctuations, indifferent without a trace of human touch.

There is nothing wrong with   .

  A person living in modern times can adapt to this situation in the blink of an eye.

  That is a natural night killer.

  矜Precious and handsome man, his eyes paused slightly, and his expression was cold and silent.

   "Nothing." Dye Bai smiled indifferently, with a gentle silhouette under her eyes, "Go to sleep."

  She will let him admit it sooner or later.

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the next day,

Ranbai and Ye Yanhan woke up early in the morning.

  Last night, that kind of heavy make-up was no longer found in Ye Yanhan’s cool and handsome face.

  Ranbai looked at the young president with a cool expression.

   She covered her lips with her bare hands and coughed lightly.

  Poisoned after finishing the ball.

  As soon as she saw Ye Yanhan's face, she was inexplicably thinking of the makeup she used to be so tired of.

  It's a pity that a trace of dyed white eyes flashes.

  She would never admit it.

  She still wanted to see the seemingly clear and clean look of the little brother of the president with...extremely horrible makeup.

   "Host, you have changed..." Feng Luo couldn't bear it, and said.

  Now the host’s evil taste is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

  God, what does the host think.

  The existence of the seal that Dye Bai automatically ignores.

  On the first day of the wedding, enter the palace to see you.

  On the luxurious carriage,

  Ranbai looked at the indifferent and cool expression of the handsome and handsome man, and the corners of his lips curled. “Remember what you did in the palace. If you don’t understand ancient etiquette, just follow me.”

  He lowered his black eyelashes when he heard Dye Bai's words, his cool and beautiful eyes were light and quiet, and his voice was simple and clean, just like his people, "I know."

   "Hmm." Ranbai nodded casually, "Anyway, you will be fine."

  At the palace,

  Someone led Ranbai and Ye Yanhan to see him.

  "Seven princes, husband." The female slave who led the way gave a salute and said respectfully: "Your Majesty is in Fengjun's palace, please move to Luanfeng Palace."

  The white-smiling Xianxian is indifferent, with a clear and gentle voice like spring water, "Lead the way."

  Lunfeng Palace,

   Partial Palace.

  Queen, the heroine of the plane, Jiu Yueying, sits on the main seat.

  The person who led the way brought Ranbai and Ye Yanhan to the side hall, and then automatically respected them.

  Yanbai stepped in, not hurriedly or slowly.

  The young president followed her, his side was handsome and indifferent, as if his back was always straight as cold and slender as a green bamboo, with his unique coldness and nobleness.

  Jiuyueying sat on the main seat and watched the two figures come in, the corners of her lips smiled deeper.

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