Marry a queen

She was actually indifferent to his scolding, she blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "What is this thing? It's so beautiful, and it's shiny, and the pattern is so real...there is a beauty on it!" (PS: Actually, it's Gao A dynamic screen display set by Lang. Embarrassing...)

She felt very interesting, like a little beauty in his hand, on top of that little thing.

Like "TV", there are also many people doing things.

It's just that they can't get out...

The little hand still stretched out timidly, wanting to pick it up to see what happened. [

He just stretched out his hand, didn't dare to touch his hand, and lowered his head shyly...

Gao Lang was completely speechless... It felt like the next second, he was going to collapse for her to see!Now it's in the lobby, a place where many people come and go, so don't make him look like he's abducting a woman from a good family.

Depend on!What the hell?

Now it seems that she is teasing him, but he is not seducing her!

Now Shen Su'er is not afraid of him at all!

The man in front of him actually looks cold, but he has a pretty good heart.Like brother Luo, with a scary expression, but...he should be very kind in his heart. .

"You...do you hate me..." Suddenly, a trace of anxiety flashed in her tangled eyes.

No matter who the other party is, if someone hates you, there will always be pimples in your heart.

In any case, the 15-year-old Su'er, even if she came to the 25-year-old Mu Xin, is still just a pure white woman in thought.

How dignified and demure she was in ancient times, in fact, it was a depressive closed life, and it was against common sense for people to be kept in captivity like domestic animals.Speaking of domestic animals, this analogy is a bit exaggerated, but in nature... well, it is not completely unreasonable.

Let me ask, who wants to be trapped in a small courtyard from birth, restrained without freedom?Can't get out for a lifetime?In that book, the sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the sea is free to live freely. She can only realize it in her dreams.

Occasionally, standing in the small courtyard, looking at the vast sky, and admiring the birds in the sky, what else can I do besides often reading a few poems falling in front of the court?Can't do anything, can't resist.

After all, the secular world would not let her, a weak woman, change anything.