After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 310 Punishment

Song Yao was held down, she swallowed her saliva forcefully, covered her face, "I'll make it up for you, I'll make it up for your birthday present now!"

"late."

Jun Yan approached her, "Let's talk about the punishment first."

Song Yao covered her ears and chose not to listen, and said indiscriminately, "I've grown up so much, I've never seen someone bully someone because they didn't receive a birthday gift, you're only the age of an old man, and you don't have the composure and tolerance of an old man! "

It has to be said that Song Yao's words accurately stepped on Jun Yan's thunder point.

He is indeed five years older than her, unlike Ye Zichen, who can still study in the same college as her.

When Song Yao entered Qingzhu Academy, he had already left the academy. As the so-called three-year-old generation gap, the five-year-old generation gap is not small.

"Okay," Jun Yan nodded first, and then was laughed angrily. Song Yao's neck was stuck and before he could react, his forehead bumped into his shoulder blade, flopping like a fish on a pressing board, but was killed. Hold it down.That white and tender face was pasted on the embroidered crane pattern on Jun Yan's jacket, and as soon as the man raised his hand, he grabbed her tender and tender neck, "Gu is old."

"I'm not stable alone."

"Alone does not tolerate."

He opened his mouth, showing his fangs, bit Song Yao's cheek before she could recover, and said vaguely, "But there are so many tricks."

"?"

Is this something to brag about?

Song Yao's small face was wrinkled, and she felt that she was not clean. Before she could speak, she was asked, "Open your mouth."

Song Yao refused to listen, grabbed Jun Yan's clothes, and tried to bury his head in his arms.

Unexpectedly, the next moment she was easily picked up by someone, her world was spinning, and when she came back to her senses, she actually sat astride his waist and abdomen.

Song Yao was taken aback, and the words in his mouth blurted out without thinking, "Are you being suppressed by me?"

"..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Yao wanted to give himself a mouthful.

Can't speak, why don't you sew your mouth shut!

Jun Yan probably didn't expect this development, and he grabbed the little girl's wrist with a smile, "Song Yao, isn't he ambitious?"

"...If you let go of my hand when you talk, maybe I can be a little wild."

Jun Yan didn't let go, instead he said solemnly, "The world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old, and the boy is out alone, so he has to act first, protect himself well, let go, what should I do if I am not innocent?"

I bah you bah bah!

But under the fence, Song Yao said respectfully, "Indeed, there are not many boys like His Highness who are clean and self-sufficient, but have a little more sisters."

"It's rare to see a girl like Miss Six who has a fiancé who is clean and self-sufficient."

Song Yao: "...you are not thin-skinned."

"The thick-faced ones starve to death, the thin-faced ones, Miss Liu, if you want to eat meat, you can't hold it too much." He drawled his tone.

"It doesn't matter whether it's cooked or not, don't you ask the meaning of the meat before eating?"

Jun Yan understood, "Before the six girls eat meat on weekdays, they always ask these poultry if they are willing to be eaten."

"Did I say this meat?!"

Jun Yan has not been deeply involved in the world, "Then the six girls might as well teach me, which one is it?"

His eyes were cold, his long crow-blue hair was waist-length, tied up with a red rope headband, and the sleeves of his coat were embroidered with gold trim, like a god sitting on a cloud chair, his temperament was as calm as a winter plum.

Song Yao's heart beat faster.

Looking at the appearance of the other party holding the fairy god, counting his crow-feathered eyelashes, which cast a shadow on the eyelids, the beautiful peach blossom eyes are shining with frost, seemingly wanting nothing, and immediately poked Song Yao point.

Song Yao is sure that she likes the gentle and ascetic ones in her bones, especially the coldness in Jun Yan's eyebrows and eyes when he is wearing a white robe and black robe, which makes her heart flutter.

Song Yao couldn't help but want to stick with him.

"Jun Yan."

The other party grasped her thoughts and points lightly, only lowered her eyes slightly, did not make any movements, and said "um" in a clear voice.

"You lower your head." Looking at each other, Song Yao approached the beast sitting in front of the Buddha, squinting and dozing, she opened her mouth and bit on his lips.

The faint fruity fragrance spread between her lips.

Jun Yan obediently pushed his lips away.

Song Yao closed his eyes, and before he took advantage of it and wanted to back away, he grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms, forcing her to get closer, and lowered his head to bite her glistening mouth.

Holding her limp body, Jun Yan suddenly forgot his original purpose and violently tore off the gauze.

The hall was shrouded in clouds and mist.

Song Yao's cloud temples and jade hairpins spread out, and the belt around his waist was pressed under the man's jacket and fell to the side.

After a long time, with tears in her eyes, she saw in the corner of her eye that a red string was tied to the wrist bone clutched on the pillow at some point, and her thoughts were dull.

Enduring the burning pain on his lips, his brain twitched, and he subconsciously said, "Aren't we like Song Jinse and Ye Zichen going to be soaked-pig-caged?"

"One time is for you and Ji, and the other time is for your birthday, Jun Yan, both are side halls, this couch will not be the two of them..."

"They are in the Prince's Mansion, we are in the East Palace."

Jun Yan was about to be laughed angrily by her, "What did they do, what did Gu do with you, take a small broken carriage to the Prince's Mansion, you still want to imitate other people's dip-pig-cage?"

He commented on Song Yao, wondering if he hated iron but not steel, "Whimsical!"

Song Yao: "..."

Really. Fantastic. Song Yao's eyes can be regarded as clear, "Then we are adulterers..."

"This is what our parents ordered and the matchmaker's words."

Jun Yan scoffed at the words she didn't know where she learned, "Bai Chang opened his mouth, and there wasn't a word I liked to hear."

Song Yao was bullied one after another, turned over with difficulty, and buried her head in the quilt, "Oh, man."

That's not what he said when he kissed her.

She shook her calf, clenched her fists and sobbed, "Your face fades, your beauty fades away, I never thought that I would see what it means to be sinister at such a young age!"

"Song Yao, are you quite strong?"

Jun Yan stopped picking up the belt and walked over to the couch with dangerous eyes.

Seeing him still wanting to make a fuss, Song Yao immediately became obedient, covered her mouth, rolled her body inside, and complained, "Jun Yan, you don't know how to love others!"

"I love you," Jun Yan said meaningfully, "Why don't I love you? Isn't this just thinking of taking you on a one-day dip-pig-cage tour that you want to go?"

Song Yao: "...You literati are quite tactful." Shameless!

"It's not like Miss Six, who swears shamelessly in her heart, and it comes out of her eyes."

"Ah!" Song Yao suddenly sat up from the couch, looked at him in disbelief, covered her eyes, "Is it so obvious?"

She was a little bit emotional, indeed, the delicate little fairy daughters who had just descended to earth could not compete with these sinister and cunning mortals.

Jun Yan tapped her palm, "You can speak directly next time."

"Would it be impolite?" Song Yao knew the rules, "After all, you will take revenge."

(End of this chapter)