Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

After dinner, Xiaoxiao was practicing yoga in the house, when Uncle Liu, the manager, came in.

"Miss Lin, the prince is here to invite you."

Xiaoxiao frowned suspiciously, but just let her go, as for letting the head of the palace run errands?

Seeing Uncle Liu's respectful expression, a bad premonition crept into his heart.Without saying a word, she quickly blew out the candles on the table with the jingle of a bell, then jumped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over her head, and growled, "I fell asleep!" Then, snoring sounded.

Uncle Liu stood there in a daze and didn't react for a long time.

Xiaoxiao, who was huddled in the quilt, heard Uncle Liu muttering and leaving, then opened the quilt and let out a breath.

Duan Yishen looked for her at night, no wonder something good happened!

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside, and then the door was pushed open.Xiaoxiao was startled, and quietly retracted her head back into the quilt, not even daring to breathe.

The visitor closed the door, approached the bed, looked at the woman shrunk into a cocoon, and tore off her thin lips.

"How courageous to ignore this king's order."

Xiaoxiao was heartbroken, if she didn't hear it, she just didn't see it!

"Lin Moying!" Duan Yichen became a little angry.

Xiaoxiao ground her teeth, turned over, and continued to lift the corpse.

"Hehe," he chuckled suddenly, and the eerie laughter resounded in the quiet room, which really made one's scalp tingle.Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, she just slept to the end!

"Are you implying that this king can do whatever he wants with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoxiao's quilt was torn off, and then, Duan Yi's long and tall body was pressed down.

"Ah—" Xiaoxiao screamed, and now she didn't care about pretending to be asleep, her eyes widened, she grabbed her fist and smashed it, "Bastard, pervert, get down!"

Duan Yichen grabbed her two small fists, held them with one hand, raised them above his head, and firmly pressed down her kicking legs. Junrong faced her face to face, and smiled charmingly, "This is not you!" Do you want the result? Let me come here in person, and then..." His other hand slowly walked along her exquisite curves, causing Xiaoxiao to tremble, and shouted, "Take Open your hand!!"

"Hehe, how many men have touched such a charming body?" He didn't stop, and his hand came to her chest again, holding the plumpness there, and caressing it little by little, almost tormenting.

Xiaoxiao's face flushed red, "You, you, you are not allowed to touch there!" Her eyes widened, wishing she could bite him a few times.

"Oh? You are not allowed to touch here... Then, here?" His hand slid down her chest again, to her slender waist, and finally slid to her inner thigh...

"Duan Yichen!!!" Xiaoxiao's whole body was trembling with anger, her chest heaving violently, "If you dare, I will, I will—"

"That's it?" Duan Yichen seemed to be addicted to playing, wantonly appreciating her shame, anger and helplessness, which actually put him in a good mood.

Yes, what can I do?Xiaoxiao suddenly realizes sadly that in this ancient time where power symbolizes everything, she seems powerless to be her own master, let alone Duan Yichen, who is a prince.

In desperation, she blurted out, "I hate you! I hate you for the rest of my life, and even a ghost will never let you go!"

To her surprise, Duan Yichen stopped humiliating her, but looked at her quietly, smiled, and said softly, "I don't want your hatred, I want...your heart .”

Xiaoxiao stared at him blankly, what was he talking about just now?Did she hear wrong?