A silly girl is reborn, and a ruthless prince loves her

Mo An was confused by its move.

"Have you become a spirit?" He murmured and looked in the direction of the bed, the sword in his hand still pointed at the giant python warily.

Little did he know that Xuanyuan Qing, who was sitting next to the bed, was no better than him. He, who had always been dark and wise, felt ashamed in front of a woman for the first time.

It's not that he didn't notice the two silly people standing next to the door, but he had no time to pay attention to them at the moment, because the girl on the bed opened her big eyes and stared at him innocently, as if waiting for an explanation.

Explain what?

He never needed to explain anything he did!

Xuanyuan Qing thought that as long as he kept silent about this matter, how could they dare to say anything more.

"Brother, you..." There was a suppressed choking in his words.

Lan Jinyan woke up from the confusion just now, recalling what Xuanyuan Qing did to her, the tip of her nose felt sore, and her eyes were sparkling, almost falling.

"Brother, Yan Yan just wants to wake you up. I don't mean to touch you. Brother won't let go. Wuwu..." The grievances finally overflowed, "Brother, do you hate Yan Yan so much that you want to suppress Yan Yan? Such a dirty thing."

She firmly remembered that her brother hated being touched by others, and that such a fight on the bed was very dirty.

My brother still hates her so much, what should I do?

The already solemn atmosphere became even more bizarre because of her words.

—— Bang!

The sound of the sword falling to the ground.

--boom!

What collapsed?

Mo An's jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

The second prince's noble image of being handsome, elegant, and charming had collapsed in his heart.

Was his master too repressed? Why did he use force on a stupid girl?

After Xuanyuan Qing, who was already feeling guilty, heard her accusation, the defenses he had built up with so much effort were broken down.

"No, Yan Yan heard her brother say, just now, just now..."

He avoided her clear gaze in a panic, not wanting her to misunderstand him, but he couldn't explain why.

Why am I obsessed with her...

"Woo, Yan Yan didn't touch her brother on purpose. My brother was angry, bit Yan Yan's mouth, and pinched Yan Yan..." Lan Jinyan was covering her face and crying. Suddenly, she paused and pointed at her own with a strange expression. chest.

There still seemed to be that tingling feeling there, and she didn't seem to object to it.

Xuanyuan Qing: "..."

Mo An: "..."

Xiaolu tilted her head uncomfortably, and caught a glimpse of the petrified Mo An from the corner of her eye. She waggled her tail to block his uncontrollable sight.

"Ahem, Yan, Yan Yan, brother is not angry, nor does he hate Yan Yan."

Xuanyuan Qing was afraid of hearing other imaginative words from her mouth, so he hurriedly sat over and covered her slightly red and swollen lips.

"Ahem, this kind of thing is not all dirty. My brother likes Yan Yan, so he treats Yan Yan like this..." His mind went blank, and he didn't know what he said. There was only one thought in his heart, he didn't want to see her like this. There was no trace of disgust in his eyes as clear as water and as bright as stars, "Be good, stop crying."

He sighed, took out the clean handkerchief in his arms, and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"really?"

The girl sniffed, her eyes still smeared with water vapor, she obviously didn't believe it, she pouted her slightly red and swollen mouth and said, "Brother, please don't lie to me. Last night, I wanted to strangle Yanyan to death."

Thinking of Xuanyuan Qing's fierce look last night, Lan Jinyan couldn't help but shrink back and unconsciously touched her neck, which was still painful.

"..." Xuanyuan Qing choked, he had gone too far last night.

He stood up silently, ignoring the two sly looks, took out a small medicine bottle from his luggage, and sat down next to her again.

He opened the stopper skillfully, scooped up some white ointment with his slender fingers, and gently applied it to the bruises on her neck.

"Brother was wrong last night, I'm sorry." His tone was calm.

Only Xuanyuan Qing knew how much effort it took for him to say such awkward words.

Even when he was bullied by the bastards in the palace when he was young, he never lowered his head to anyone.

This is the first time.

Hearing this, Lan Jinyan raised her head suddenly. How could such an arrogant brother help her apply medicine and apologize to her?

Sure enough, her brother liked her.

"It doesn't matter, as long as my brother likes Yanyan."

Her mood always comes and goes quickly, as long as her brother doesn't hate her.

After successfully calming her down, Xuanyuan Qing opened the window and looked back at the smiling girl sitting on the bed, her eyes gradually deepening.

"Yanyanguai, what's the name of the song you sang just now?"

He was sure it was the first time he heard that song, but what about the sadness that spread from the bottom of his heart.

If the music hadn't fascinated him, he wouldn't have done such a thing.

But she does taste good.

Xuanyuan Qing took her to the table and poured her a cup of tea.

After crying for a while, Lan Jinyan felt thirsty, so she picked up the tea cup and drank it down in one gulp.

Xuanyuan Qing saw her eyes glancing at the teapot and filled her teacup.

"Yan Yan doesn't know, she just knows how to sing."

She took small sips this time, and the tea soaked her red lips until they were smooth and shiny. Every opening and closing of her little mouth was tempting.

Xuanyuan Qing looked away uncomfortably, recalling the feeling just now uncontrollably in his mind.

sweet.

So soft.

"That's right." He agreed very perfunctorily.

Although this piece of music was strange, he didn't take it to heart, he just wanted to change the topic.

"Brother, do you like listening to it?" Lan Jinyan put her hands on the table, leaned forward, and smiled, "Yanyan also thinks it sounds good."

Okay, brother likes to hear her sing little songs.

"...It's okay." Xuanyuan Qing opened the folding fan, blocking the sight of both parties.

Because Lan Jinyan was very thin and her clothes were baggy, such movements easily exposed the scenery under her collar.

You can't tell that she is so thin and small, but there is so much material there.

Damn it, he thought about the feeling on his hand again.

The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt on his body and the faster he moved the fan.

"Brother, aren't you tired from fanning so fast?"

A soft voice came from the other side of the fan, and Xuanyuan Qing responded vaguely, "I'm not tired."

"But Yan Yan is cold." Lan Jinyan sat back on the stool and rubbed her hands in a formal manner. It looked like she was really cold.

——Shua.

The folded fan was placed on the table.

"Yan Yan, why are you in my room?" Xuanyuan Qing calmly glanced at the two silly people hugging each other at the door of the room, and the meaning was unclear.

If the light had been brighter, Lan Jinyan would have been able to spot a suspicious red color on his earlobes.

The person who was named raised their heads to each other, looked at each other in disgust, and immediately moved away.