The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

Su Yueming's face suddenly felt hot like a fire. If it wasn't for the candlelight in this room not being bright enough, I'm afraid she would have seen her flushed cheeks.

After a while, he took off the robe on his body, leaving only a white inner lining, where the proud and hard muscles were looming against the candlelight, it was simply a stunning picture.

This man is different from the prince's introversion. He is arrogant and never hides himself. He is arrogant to the point of being defiant.

Su Yueming quickly turned around, suppressed the beating of his heart, pretended he didn't see anything, calmly walked to the bedside and took the thin quilt on top, then lowered his head, and passed by his side without a sound , spread the quilt on the ground in the center of the room.

Murong Canghai raised his eyes, with a look of disapproval in his eyes, and asked:

"What?"

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest, and I have to go back to Beijing tomorrow." Su Yueming never looked up at him, and lay down on the quilt with his head down, then wrapped himself up in the quilt, curled up into a ball, closed his eyes, and The panic in his eyes completely disappeared.

Murong Canghai walked to her side and looked down at her——

Her thin body was wrapped in the quilt, curled up like a baby, her eyes were tightly closed, but her eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably.

Su Yueming's hand under the quilt was firmly grasping the quilt under her body, she could feel Murong Canghai's breath strongly, she looked calm on the surface, but she was secretly praying in her heart, asking him to go away quickly, otherwise, Her tense veins are about to burst!

"Come to bed." However, she was still praying, and was immediately picked up by a pair of strong arms.

Murong Canghai forcibly picked her up, threw her on the bed, leaned on him, supported her sides with his favorable hands, surrounded her in his sight, and looked at her with a pair of deep and evil eyes. He stared at her without any intention of letting go of her.

Su Yueming swallowed, and suddenly became more vigilant. He stretched out his hand, defensively blocked between the two, and said, "I'm sleeping on the bed, so where do you sleep?"

Murong Canghai smiled coldly, lay down his slender body beside her, stretched out his long arms and legs, squeezed Su Yueming to the innermost side, and said, "Of course we are together."

"..." Su Yueming heard this, and immediately sat up against the bed wall, blushing, and said, "No."

Murong Canghai opened his eyes, looked sideways at her flushed face, and said, "I already said that we are husband and wife, if the old man finds out that we are sleeping apart, we will be laughed at."

"You are talking nonsense... let me go down quickly." Su Yueming didn't want to be quick with him, but just wanted to leave her side as soon as possible. She had a premonition that something dangerous would happen if she stayed here, and she absolutely Not his opponent.

However, just as she sat up, his arms spread out and stopped her back.

He turned over, turned sideways, and pressed her under him again, surrounded her with a cold and domineering aura, which strongly stimulated her senses, he smirked, and said——

"Miss San, I think you forgot. I came to seek revenge on you. How could I let you go so easily?"

"Then what do you want?" Her heart tightened and she asked dryly.