Crown Princess, she always wants to leave

Chapter 438 Chuchu, if you look at me again, I will marry you 91
The person in his arms was softly pressed against him, and his soft and messy hair was scattered around the crook of his arms. Di Feili lowered his head and sniffed lightly. It was very comfortable and faint fragrance, and subconsciously sniffed it again.

It smells like a breath.

Di Fei lowered her head a little, and looked carefully at the eyebrows and eyes of the person in her arms. She was born really good-looking, the kind of beauty that people like at a glance, with shallow and thin eyebrows, closed and curled The eyelashes, and the corners of the eyes are dotted with a mole of tears, wanting to be kissed.

However, Di Feili frowned slightly, and the hand on her slender waist moved slightly. When he withdrew his hand, the person holding his waist in his arms vaguely sensed something, and subconsciously grabbed it. The half of his hand that he was about to withdraw, her little hand was soft, but with a little force.

Di Feili let her grab it, but still frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Chu Ci grabbed his hand, opened his sleepy eyes, raised his chin slightly from the crook of his arms, squinted his eyes, and saw the pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes on the top of his head, looking at him with scrutiny. Own.

Can't tell if it's a good look or a bad look.

Chu Ci looked at him but blinked in a daze, let go of his hand, stretched out to touch his face, with a nasal voice that just woke up, a little soft: "Your Highness is awake?"

Di Feili frowned even tighter, pushed her outstretched hand away, and said with gloomy eyes, "Presumptuous."

The voice is slightly hoarse.

Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, looked at him, was silent for a while, then slowly got up from his arms and sat up.

Di Feili's arms suddenly became empty, without the warm and soft body against him, suddenly a little lost, but he still frowned, looking at Chu Ci coldly.

Chu Ci also looked at him, thought for a long time, and asked him, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"Who allowed you to climb into this king's bed?" Di Feili's tone was gloomy and hoarse, sounding a bit cold.

Chu Ci blinked, probably thinking about something, but after thinking about it for a while, she didn't understand anything, and she didn't bother to think about it anymore, then, taking advantage of his high fever, she raised her leg and sat on him , looked down at him calmly, and said, "So, does Your Highness remember who I am?"

Di Feili stared at Chu Ci on his body, his expression was clearly sullen, but his ears were slightly stained red, as if he had never been treated like this in his memory, but he instinctively didn't want to push away the bold and bold person on him.

Chu Ci frowned: "It seems that Your Highness hasn't thought about it, so I won't embarrass Your Highness." She looked directly at Di Feili's gloomy gaze without blinking, and told her calmly, "I am Your Highness Three. Tea Six Ceremonies, the concubine who is being married by the Ming media, Chu Ci."

After Chu Ci finished speaking, seeing Di Feili staring deeply at her, he didn't react at all, but his neck to the base of his ears turned slightly red.

Chu Ci suddenly lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

She didn't say anything, when she got down from him, Di Feili grabbed her ankle that was about to get off him, and grabbed it a little hard, intending not to let her go.

Then, he pursed his thin lips, forming a line with some coldness, and looked straight at her, obviously emotional, but refused to speak.

Stubborn and cold.

Seeing this, Chu Ci said coolly in his heart, why didn't he screw him to death.

Chu Ci raised the corners of his eyes provocatively, lowered his eyes and said, "What are you doing grabbing my feet?"

(End of this chapter)