After being taken away by the princess, I became a disaster

Yan Qingli felt that she had probably tasted the sweetness from herself, so she did this on purpose this time, but this sweetness was given by herself.

Her eyes sank slightly, and she hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether she should handle it lightly or warn her, but before she opened her mouth, Qiu Lanxi seemed to have been frightened, and even forced back the tears that were about to fall, but the corners of her eyes Still tinged with red, she didn't try to be annoying when she was doing bad things on purpose, but she looked like a coquettish and timid girl.

Qiu Lanxi didn't play tricks, but Yan Qingli's mood didn't improve because of it, because she didn't understand, and she didn't have a lot of prestige like her father, so why did she seem to be afraid of herself?

Pursing the corners of her lips, Qiu Lanxi thought, after crying so many times, no matter how good-looking she is, she will get tired of it, so this time she didn't choose to shed a few tears to smooth everything out, and tightened her hand tightly by the hem of her skirt, nervously Fear: "Your Highness, I was wrong, and I dare not do it again."

Yan Qingli's eyes paused for a moment on the hand that was pulling her skirt, the wet hand caused a mass of water stains to spread out on her skirt, as if it was branded on it and would never fade.

Slightly looking away, Yan Qingli asked, "Why don't you cry?"

Qiu Lanxi froze, unable to figure out what kind of mentality she was holding to say this, curious?dissatisfied?

She lowered her head, her neck turned pink because of embarrassment: "If I, if I tell the truth, will His Highness be unhappy?"

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Qingli gave her a funny look. After all, it is not the first time she has come to recruit her, but Yan Qingli didn't say this, but said, "Even if I am not happy, I can still send you Into the limbo?"

She said a cold joke that wasn't funny at all, but she also made her attitude clear. Since Yan Qingli brought her to the stage, Qiu Lanxi couldn't easily leave the stage. During this period, how could she act like Yan Qingli? It can all be tolerated in the overall situation.

Of course, Qiu Lanxi also knew that if she really did this, it was self-evident what would happen to her when she was able to leave the stage.

Qiu Lanxi subconsciously licked the corners of her lips, thinking that Yan Qingli was really not easy to deal with. She hadn't had enough fun today, and the other party was alert to find that she had invested too much, and she was able to take it easy immediately.

At least on the surface, that is the case.

But how could Qiulanxi make her wish come true?

She continued to work hard, sticking her wet face to Yan Qingli's lap, her white arms hugged her, her long seaweed-like hair stuck to her snow-white skin, and the other end floated on the water, which was a thrilling beauty.

"I'm afraid His Highness will dislike me because of this, I'm afraid His Highness will think that I can only cry, and I'm afraid His Highness will send me away."

Her tone was trembling, and the logic of her speech was a little confused, as if she had already gained some trust in Yan Qingli, or maybe she thought that the other party would be her life-saving straw, so she held onto it as tightly as if she was grabbing a driftwood. Climbing up.

Till this time, Qiu Lanxi still did not forget to act, and even felt that this was an opportunity. Physical intimacy was nothing, but spiritual clinging was the boat for her to land on the sea.

This time, after a little silence, Yan Qingli said: "You come out of the soup pool first."

As she said, she leaned over and handed her hand over. Qiu Lanxi was stunned for a moment before she put her hand on it. Because of soaking for a long time, her fingertips were also wrinkled, and the hand feeling was not as comfortable as usual. Yan Qingli With a slight frown, he handed the towel beside him to the wet Qiulanxi.

The little gown on her body became a little transparent because it was soaked, Yan Qingli immediately looked away, her eyes only fell on her beautiful and delicate face, and after a slight pause, she passed the gown over.

Qiu Lanxi bent down and twisted her hair in front of her body, lest the newly changed dry clothes would be wasted because of her hair later, so she put on her clothes honestly, without intentionally letting Yan Qingli see what she was doing for a change of clothes.

After all, no one would make a concave shape deliberately when changing clothes. In the same room, the other party can see it if they want to see it, so she doesn't need to do it extravagantly.

Yan Qingli reached out and used her internal force to help her evaporate some of the moisture in her hair, so that she would not catch a cold when she got out of the soup pool and was blown by the wind outside.

Without reaching out to hold her hand, Yan Qingli walked out, Qiu Lanxi followed her, half way behind her, casually thinking, when will the other party speak?

A person who likes to face up to difficulties, and most of the time he can make decisions decisively and swiftly, will never choose to turn a blind eye to expose a matter, at most he will take his time when he can't think of an answer. Think about it, although when she responds, the other party may not know what she is talking about.

But Qiulanxi knew.

After walking a distance in silence, her tense jawline seemed to have a little bit of the tenderness of the moonlight.

"Qiulan Creek."

"Your Highness?" This was the first time Yan Qingli called her by her name, which finally let her know that the other party had been calling her so dearly, so it was not because she didn't know her name.

Just like in modern times, some scumbags who can't remember the name of the other party like to call them baby, dear, etc., not because this kind of address is more intimate, it's just that they didn't bother to remember the original name of the other party.

In Qiu Lanxi's view, the nickname Qingqing, in a sense, means the same thing as baby.

She looked at Yan Qingli's side face, waiting for her response, to be precise, waiting for her to make it up.

"If I don't like you, I won't bring you back from the beginning."

Yan Qingli frowned lightly. Although things might be different from what she expected at the beginning, she did not regret bringing Qiu Lanxi back. After all, if you can't know each other and love each other, maybe you can't have a private relationship halfway Give and receive for a while?

She is not someone who doesn't know how to enjoy, and she doesn't reject it, but she doesn't want to cause too much trouble for herself.

But it is possible to give the other party certain preferential treatment.

She said frankly: "You don't have to be so cautious. Since I have brought you back, I won't be displeased because you said or did something that didn't match what I imagined."

Yan Qingli thinks that there are many things in the world that she is dissatisfied with, and everything cannot be as she wants. She has recognized a fact long ago, and all she thinks is always "prejudice" Rather than "facts", people are very complicated, and there is no one in this world who looks exactly like himself.

And... To put it bluntly, with Qiu Lanxi's identity, she couldn't really do anything that would make her feel disgusted, which was determined by her identity.

She is a very frank person, if you are willing to tell me openly, then I can also tell you some information to make you feel at ease when you feel safe around you. A person who thinks blindly harms others and harms himself.

Of course, even so, sometimes the art of speaking is like this. What you said means this, but it can also be understood as another meaning. Yan Qingli is obviously well versed in the art of speaking, and will not explain the reality of Chi Luoluo It was too chilling.

Qiu Lanxi listened to what she said, maybe it was a confession, maybe it was a deceitful talk, maybe it was because the moonlight was too beautiful, for a moment, she felt that the other party was really spending time with her.

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The author has something to say:

Yan Qingli: To put it simply, I am greedy for your body, but I want to be free, and we will break it off once I ascend the throne

Qiu Lanxi: Ho-yah!