The abducting prince is so black-bellied

The veil floated, and the pale pink slender figure walked out slowly stepping on numerous petals, Fan Huaci also crawled out of his own thoughts, looking at the pale pink figure.

She is indeed a rare beauty, with her small and pink lips, her palm-sized oval face, her pupils like stars, and her slightly curled and fluffy black hair tied up with a purple headband into a flying shape. Butterfly.

Wearing a neon dress, her bumpy figure is wrapped inside, her small waist twists and turns like a snake, like a flower branch... Where did you find this woman?It was really not easy to see aura and charm in her body.

Fan Huaci squinted her big peach eyes, and lazily took a sip of the fine wine she stole from the kitchen earlier.

Under the starry sky, singing and dancing slowly, forming a luxurious scene.

Suddenly, I saw the pale pink figure walking towards the man in the silver-white gown. The man had black hair softer than moonlight, a pair of watery and foggy phoenix eyes, and a stunning face.

He smiled lightly, as if doting on him, and put his arm around the approaching pale pink figure, dancing with the light pink figure, the man was sometimes soft, sometimes hard, and the woman was sometimes charming, sometimes bewildering. It seems that they have practiced thousands of times, it is so tacit.

That scene deeply hurt Fan Huaci's eyes. If she didn't know who the pale pink figure was, she was very familiar with the man in the silver-white gown, and it made her feel sick.

There was a feeling of being betrayed and betrayal brewing in her heart. Fan Huaci squeezed the wine cup vigorously with her slender hands until the wine cup was broken, and scarlet blood dripped from the broken porcelain. She still didn't reflect it. Mo Ran's deep coldness.

"Kang Dang..." The fragrant wine was floating in the air, the jug had already fallen to the ground, and the plain figure had long since disappeared from the eaves.

In this noisy and happy banquet, no one noticed who left and who never came.

"Brother Lanxi, we are really amazing. Look, we have attracted everyone's attention again." The soft voice came from the pale pink man, who leaned against the arms of the man in the silver-white gown, That soft, boneless hand was still dancing.

"Naughty ghost, are you satisfied now?" Ruo Lanxi showed a doting smile, lightly scratching the nose of the person in her arms.

"Hmph, no way, Ling'er is the most obedient, not naughty at all." As she spoke, she got up from Ruolanxi's embrace with a little temper.

"Hey..." Ruo Lanxi just chuckled.

"Brother Lanxi, where is sister-in-law?" Ling'er's mischievous eyes kept looking around for the rumored heroic sister-in-law who fascinated thousands of women and men.

"I don't know..." When Jing Ling'er mentioned it, Ruo Lanxi also searched, why didn't she see the lady?

Fan Huaci returned to the room early. There was no lamp in the room, but he leaned on the desk under the light of the night pearl and wrote with a brush. Not long after, only two words 'Xiufu' appeared on the paper...