Princess, be nice

Chapter 204 Fibrous Fingers Against the Beast

Yuan Changhuan paused slightly holding the hand of the curtain, pursed his red lips lightly, and sneered, "Master Shi Zi is going to stay overnight?"

As if he didn't hear the sarcasm in Yuan Changhuan's words, Xie Ci said calmly, "Come here and undress me."

Seeing Xie Ci standing motionless in front of the bed, the corners of Yuan Changhuan's lips twitched slightly, "You don't have hands yourself, won't you take them off?"

"Undressing your husband is a matter of course. Didn't your mother-in-law teach your wife?" Xie Ci said lightly, making people unable to understand the meaning in his words.

Yuan Changhuan sat on the bed and watched him for a long time, and finally got up, smiling alluringly and charmingly, "Okay, I will take off my clothes as a husband!"

After getting off the bed, he stood in front of Xie Ci.

You can reach his waist by raising your hand.

Looking down at the poorly crafted sachet on his waist, Yuan Changhuan tore off his belt, "It's not that I think it's ugly, but I'm still wearing it so cheerfully."

"The first handmade sachet that the lady gave me, I must always carry it with me for my husband." Xie Ci leaned forward slightly, and a wisp of fragrance radiated from him.

Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes sank, the fragrance was clearly from the woman.

The hand that was holding on to his belt tightened, and pushed him out, turned over on the couch, and leaned over wrapped in the quilt, "Take it off yourself!"

The disgust in the discourse is evident.

Xie Ci's phoenix eyes curled up in turbulent waves, he pulled off his outer robe casually, opened the curtain, and turned his petite body inside, "Why are you suddenly angry, I'm not angry yet."

Being pulled out of the brocade quilt abruptly by Xie Ci, Yuan Changhuan forced himself to forget about the wisp of fragrance, raised his delicate chin slightly, and said sneeringly, "You are not allowed to stay home on the first day of your wedding, and you are not allowed I'm angry, why?"

"Aren't you accompanied by Qin Lancang? Isn't it just right that this son is not here?" Xie Ci thought of the scene he saw just now when he entered the door, and the condensation in his eyes was almost frozen.

Yuan Changhuan's bright red lips sneered, and he picked up any unpleasant words and said, "It's really just right, it would be better if you don't come back for the rest of your life!"

"Don't you suspect that I don't hold the pipa? Then I will be convicted of this crime, um..."

His big slender hands wrapped around her waist, covered her mouth, closed his eyes, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and approached her sarcastic eyes, "Yuanyuan, stop making trouble."

A low and hoarse voice rang in his ears, Yuan Chang's heart was as hard as a rock, but his body softened.

Xie Ci is a person who is used to pretending on the surface, she clearly senses his anger, and can suppress it very quickly, if this kind of person explodes, she...

That's it.

Seeing Yuan Changhuan softened, Xie Ci let go.

The next moment, Yuan Changhuan threw a brocade quilt to him, "It's been a busy day, go to bed early."

Seeing her lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, Xie Ci pursed her thin lips.

The black cloth covered the night pearl.

It was pitch black inside the red tent.

Nuoda's bed, the husband and wife, one on the left and one on the right, each covered with a quilt.

Xie Ci thought about her interaction with Qin Lancang today, and his heart sank. As soon as he learned from Ying Qicheng that Qin Lancang was interested in Yuanyuan, he planned to transfer Qin Lancang away, so that this reckless man would not ruin the whole world. marriage.

Unexpectedly, looking at Yuanyuan's reaction today, could it be that she really treats Qin Lancang...

With clear eyebrows and eyes as sharp as a blade, she tilted her head to look at the tightly wrapped figure in the dark bed.

His eyes have such a strong sense of presence, like a beast looking at its prey, how could Yuan Changhuan not feel it, grasping the edge of the quilt with fibrous fingers, holding his breath, for fear that he would pounce on him at some point, gouging out Hold her throat.

(End of this chapter)