The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

However, in the auction market just now, no one mentioned this man's name at all. Of course, she couldn't think of this man's name.

"How do I know your name?"

"Say it again." Xia Houfeng's eyes sharpened, and his tone suddenly became icy cold.

Just don't know his name, don't be so angry, right?

Jiang Nanyan shrank her neck, defending herself anxiously, "I'm not a god, of course I can't know your name!" [

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

After a while, Xia Hou raised his eyebrows in the wind, his expression was extremely displeased, his handsome face was almost ferocious, "You must play like this?"

Jiang Nanyan was frightened by his expression.

He wanted to escape, but was tightly locked in a small area by Xiahou Fengli's arms.

She could only shrink back desperately until her entire back was against the inner wall of the carriage.

"I didn't play!" Jiang Nanyan said with a trembling voice, "I really don't know your name."

Xiahou Fengli was condescending, staring at her with burning eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Nanyan thought that she had been exposed, and subconsciously tightened the cloak on her body.

"I said before, you are my slave girl." Xia Houfeng said lazily.

Then, he retracted his arms, sat aside, closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped talking.

What is he thinking?

Are you thinking about how to deal with yourself?