Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

At the end are three small buildings with green bricks and green tiles, exquisite and exquisite.

Feng Qianyu was sitting in a small pavilion, leaning against the railing.A jasper wine glass was twirling in her white as jade hand.

On the table in front of him were several jugs overturned.

There is a young girl on each side of him, all dressed in silk, one adds wine and the other cloths vegetables.

There are several beautiful girls dancing, all with bare feet and a golden bell tied to each ankle. [

With the skirt flying, it makes a crisp and sweet sound, which seduces the soul like the mantra of the seductive messenger.

It makes people unable to stop their minds from fluttering.

Especially the lead dancer in the middle, only wrapped in a transparent purple gauze on the chest, her white arms and belly are exposed, and there are some small sequins stuck around her navel

.Underneath the long dress was covered with tiny embellishments and glitter.

Long Fuyue felt that this woman's attire was very familiar, thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the attire she wore when she was dancing in the Evernight Palace?

I didn't expect to be learned by this woman!

Feng Qianyu seemed to be drunk and blurred, half-closed her eyes and looked at the woman leading the dance.

Suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, and bent the corners of his lips towards the leading dancer, with a half-bloomed smile that seemed to captivate the soul.The woman's eyes were full of astonishment, and her feet were soft, as if she wanted to fall down.

Feng Qianyu thoughtfully stretched out his hand to support her, and the woman immediately collapsed into his arms completely flattered.

After a long while, it seemed that Feng Qianyu didn't refuse, so she simply snuggled into his arms.

This woman has admired Feng Qianyu for a long time, but Feng Qianyu suddenly changed her temperament in the past two or three years, and never let the woman approach her.At this time, I didn't expect that the prince would suddenly take pity on her, and he was very excited.

A pair of lotus root arms that bullied Shuang Saixue also climbed onto the back of Feng Qianyu's neck.

Her cheek was on his chest, and she rubbed against his chest in a coquettish manner, "My lord, I wonder if this concubine can share the rain and dew of my lord?"

Feng Qianyu's cool eyes did not change, but the corners of her lips curved slightly, not knowing whether it was a smile or a promise.

The woman wanted to be blinded for a while, and clings to Feng Qianyu even more.