Marry a queen

Shen Su'er was suddenly overwhelmed with anger, and changed her touch to pinch, which was a thin pinch, just pinching a little bit of flesh... Then turning it hard, Murong Jing grinned in pain, but he didn't cry out when it was really painful Come on!

But the moans of "ecstasy" stopped.

"Queen! You said, you won't hurt a single hair of mine!" Someone shouted!It's just that there is no dangerous breath.

"That's right, I didn't hurt your hair. You saw with your eyes, I touched your hair?!" Some hidden nature of someone also came out, stop pretending! MMD, bastard!How dare he verbally YY her.

"The queen dares to play tricks?!" [

"Laughing? Your majesty, don't wrong people. I promise I won't hurt a single hair of yours, not a single hair." She puffed her cheeks and said very dissatisfied.Even if you despise yourself in your heart, you can't show it on the surface.

Murong Jing pursed his lips tightly, wanted to laugh but held back. "Yes, the queen is right. You didn't hurt a single hair of mine, and you didn't break the contract." After following her words, unexpectedly, his mood improved unconsciously.

"It's good to know." Shen Su'er was still squatting beside him, her eyes slanted, turning purposefully on him.

After a while, I asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, are you sore?"

"What is sour or not?" I was curious, but I didn't understand what it meant.

Shen Su'er stretched out a finger and poked lightly on his chest.Patiently explain, "When someone touches you lightly, you will feel itchy, sour... very sensitive, and you want to laugh." She was a little nervous when she asked, and she only remembered now that some people are naturally not afraid .If he is not afraid, then he will be forced to use the second move.

When Murong Jing heard this, his expression became strange.

After a while, it was back to normal.

He cleared his voice, and generously admitted: "I——I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, Shen Su'er frowned.

Staring suspiciously at Murong Jing's handsome face.

"Aren't you afraid? I'll try!" Before he could finish speaking, his little hand was already scratching his armpit.

Hands haven't touched yet—

Suddenly, like a conditioned reflex, Murong Jing shrank back inward.

Quickly looking away, his eyes became more and more strange.