Marry a queen

"Your Majesty, I noticed something." Since he insisted on hugging her, she felt that it was necessary to lean all her weight on him, so that she could feel more comfortable.How to think, how to do it.

When a person is a chair, it is naturally more comfortable than hard furniture.

Murong Jing let her lean on him, and asked with a light smile, "What's the matter?"

"You are very good at telling jokes." Although it is cold!The super cold jokes always make her unable to laugh.

"Really? How is it compared to you?" Naturally, he leaned forward with his handsome face, gently smelling the fragrance of her hair. [

"It's more than that. I didn't realize it. Have you said it several times today?"

Murong Jing smiled lightly. "I learned from you..."

"Khan! I'm so flattered."

"Play a song for me. How about it? My queen." The magnetic voice is too emotional and seductive.

Shen Su'er felt that her hairs were going to stand on end!

Not only because of Murong Jing's tone and tone, but also because of what he said!

She, she, she...can't play.

The original owner will definitely, but she is not the original owner!

I really want to sit in front of the piano, like those written in some time-travel novels, in a daze, the original owner is on his upper body, playing a song that shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods.It's just - crazy!

When she sees this kind of plot in a novel, she often thinks - this author drank too much boiled water, he drank it crazy!Otherwise, you must have schizophrenia to write this kind of stuff that has no scientific basis.

Do you want to try?Try to sit on it, stroke the piano, and imagine yourself in a split personality——

Uh, no, imagining myself being possessed by a ghost...

That... is not right, is it imagining that the original owner is not dead?

cut!Fuck TMMD, if she ain't dead then I'm dead!

If she comes back, should I reincarnate?

Be safe, don't learn!

Because she feels that her head is sober now,

Besides, it was broad daylight—even though it was evening, the sun was sufficient, and ghosts did not come out so early.

So she said—[

"Your majesty, my concubine...don't understand."

"Don't understand?" A puzzled look drifted over.