The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"I don't mean to offend you, but I just want to know who the prince's handsome young man is?" He put back the obsession in his eyes and pretended to be cool.

"It has nothing to do with the prince." Her brows were tired and her expression was cold.

"I fell in love with the prince at first sight. The pity flowing water is intentional, but the falling flower is ruthless.

Did the prince even intercept my path to learn about my love rival? "There was a bit of sadness in his words. It was hard to tell whether it was true or not.

"The prince's play is too fake." Bo Jin didn't look at him, and was tired of his entanglement, so he simply moved away.

The leaves rustled in the wind, like figures floating around.

Yun Jinxuan secretly glanced sideways, the corners of his lips curled up, and he suddenly leaned forward, shrouding Bai Jin in his figure. From a distance, it looked like the two were embracing each other.

He whispered: "My prince's lack of cooperation makes me very dissatisfied. Therefore, my prince must accept the great gift from me."

After saying this, he deliberately approached Bo Jin's ear. From the shadow, it looked like the two were holding their necks and kissing.

In fact, Qingwu has long isolated Yun Jinxuan's breath. She never has close contact with outsiders. Qingwu will consciously isolate herself, except...

someone.

After Yun Jinxuan finished speaking, he left.

That speed seemed like there was a wolf chasing behind him. Bai Jin probably knew what the gift he was sending was.

The breath of words is approaching.

Sure enough, there can be no fool among the princes.

She probably knew what Ci Yan saw, but she didn't intend to explain.

Although she doesn't know how to conquer, she still has a very precise control over human nature.

"Your Highness is truly blessed..." His angry voice was mixed with sarcasm.

Bo Jin moved his legs, and a large piece of skin was exposed from under his clothes. His eyebrows were a bit indifferent and sultry, "Your Majesty is not in the main hall, what are you doing here?"

"What? Did I disturb King Li's seduction?" He sneered, his eyes bloodshot with anger, and his words became more and more inappropriate, "Is Your Highness thirsty? Anyone can kiss these lips, right?"

He caressed Bai Jin's face, and kept rubbing her red lips with his thumb. He wiped the wine on her lips with some force, as if he was wiping away someone else's breath.

The stinging pain on her lips made Bo Jin a little dissatisfied. She turned her head to the side, trying to avoid the words.

"Your Majesty, respect yourself!"

"He can touch it, but I can't?" Ci Yan used some force to break her face and asked fiercely, "I want to touch it!"

With a bit of boyish dissatisfaction, he pressed hard on those delicate red lips, biting them like an angry wolf.

The blood on the woman's lips has an alluring sweetness.

Bai Jin probably found the pleasure of taking something by force, and suppressed the desire that was raging in his body, not responding to Ci Yan's kiss, and letting him gnaw at it like a dog.

Anger mixed with desire swallowed up the reason of Ci Yan.

"Your Highness is not willing to give me even half a reply?

Your Highness may have forgotten the passion of that day, so why don't I help His Highness recall the memories? "

As he spoke, he pulled open the skirt, touched the woman's exposed white and tender skin, and spread it upwards.

Nu Zunguo's robe provided him with great convenience.

Under the bright red skirt, there was nothing but flimsy... nothing.

"Why don't you speak, Your Highness?" He paused with his hands, and his eyes unconsciously met those cold and penetrating eyes.

It seemed to reflect his ugliness, making him want to hide it.

Think this and do it.

Bo Jin moved his body unconsciously and did not resist. Instead, he exposed his sensitive points to make it easier for him to speak and act.

"What did you say? Your Majesty has a noble status. What you want to do is beyond my ability to resist." Her tone was calm, as if she was concealing the shamelessness of her words.

She always knew how to stir up rhetorical fury.

The paused hand no longer hesitated and moved in the most tender direction.

"Since Your Highness can't resist, then don't resist." He whispered into her ear, with strong darkness and possessiveness tumbling in his eyes.

Desire turned over and became the master.

......

In the main hall, Di Yun dealt with Qing Xiao impatiently and glanced at King Li's seat. The owner who sat on it had gone somewhere.

She summoned the eunuch beside her and asked him to summon Leng Yue, who had been following Bai Jin.

"His Royal Highness has returned to the palace without the atmosphere at the wedding banquet."

"I understand." She waved her hand to signal Leng Yue to go down.

Qingxiao, who had been paying attention to this place, smiled, gathered the green hair under the emperor's crown, and said lazily: "Emperor Bai has already reached the crown, how can you, a sister, still worry about her so much."

"You don't have a sister, so of course you don't understand how I feel." Di Yun glanced at her.

Qing Xiao was not angry either. He raised the wine glass beside him and said, "Have a drink. I haven't seen you for decades. You are still the same as before."

"You have changed quite a lot." She pointedly pointed, raised the glass and drank it down, and continued: "I really hope none of us have changed, but unfortunately..." It's just hope.

Qingxia's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, with a little disappointment hidden in her eyes, then she smiled brightly, raised her head and drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp.

I probably can’t have you no matter what, so how can I stay the same?

In this vast sea of ​​people, you are the only one who can see my changes at a glance. How could I not love you?

Her bright eyes gradually darkened, and she looked calmly at Di Yun's slender fingers, which held a wine glass, which made her look very beautiful.

Every drinking session is extremely important to Qingxiao.

It's like having a drink at a wedding night. You and I can't get married, so it's up to me to have a drink with you.