The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 149 How did I bully you
Hei Yu, who hung his head silently, didn't react for a moment.

What did the prince just say?
Who...who looks good?

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the high-spirited young man in the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Of course the prince looks good."

There is absolutely no need to question the prince's appearance, but why does he hesitate?

To be honest, Luo Xun seems to be more pleasing than Wang Ye's stern face.

Qi Jinghuan closed his dark eyes slightly, and his face became even more gloomy after hearing Heiyu's words.

Since he was prettier and couldn't compare to that kid, he snorted coldly, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and walked out of Milin.

Whistling, a moment later, Ryoma drove over in a carriage.

Hei Yu, who was left hanging in place, paused, and immediately chased after him.

After half a stick of incense, Xie Wanrong came out of the Milin. She was dressed in crimson, with black hair flying, holding a fire lion in her arms, with red feathers on her shoulders, looking at the carriage parked in front of Milin, she frowned slightly.

"Come up."

Qi Jinghuan's deep voice reached Xie Wanrong's ears through the light veil curtain, and when she lifted the curtain, she sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the carriage.

Sitting on the soft couch nearby, she glanced at the bewildered Qi Jinghuan slightly, and followed the shiny hair of the lion cub in her arms.

The carriage became very silent for a moment.

"..." Xie Wanrong pondered for a moment before breaking the silence: "Where are we going now? Continue looking for the spirit gathering stone?"

"Sit down." Qi Jinghuan said.

He was standing so close to the boy Luo Xun when he was talking, and he was afraid of getting close to him. He is not a wolf or a wild leopard.

Xie Wanrong looked at Qi Jinghuan with a cold face, and couldn't help frowning, what's wrong with him.

However, because she had suffered a lot before, she followed Qi Jinghuan's wishes and sat beside him.

She looked down at the fire lion, muttering in her heart, after getting along with him these days, Xie Wanrong found that he was just like the fire lion, he had to be stroked along his fur, otherwise she would always be the one who suffered when the anger came up.

There was a smile on her lips: "You haven't answered me yet, where are we going? Back to the capital?"

Qi Jinghuan was frightened by Xie Wanrong's sudden smile, the gloom on his face disappeared, and he leaned back lazily, it seems that the little girl didn't hate him either.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Wanrong's whole body into his arms, his deep eyes locked on her tightly, with a half smile on his lips: "Wan'er, I have been bullied by you a lot during the days when I was seriously ill."

Xie Wanrong rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position for herself and said, "Who is bullying whom? How can I bully you!"

Although her ideal is beautiful, the reality always hits her hard.

Let her know that if she plots against Qi Jinghuan, she will eventually count herself into it.

"Oh?" Qi Jinghuan said lightly, with a deep smile: "Why did I bully you?"

"What do you say!"

Xie Wanrong raised his eyes and stared at Qi Jinghuan's handsome and striking face, his eyes met, there seemed to be stars in his deep and charming eyes.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then she looked away. Sure enough, she couldn't stare at one person for too long!Otherwise...she would really sink into these bottomless eyes.

"look at me."

Qi Jinghuan's thin lips parted slightly, and his sexy voice said every word. He straightened Xie Wanrong's head and clasped the back of her head with one arm, "Am I so ugly? Why are you hiding from me?"

The corners of Xie Wanrong's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm ugly, I'm afraid to scare the Ninth Prince."

Qi Jinghuan leaned over to get closer, dark lacquer eyes rolled on Xie Wanrong's face, because he was holding her head, she couldn't avoid such a handsome face that suddenly approached.

Even the heartbeat started to get faster.

"It's quite ugly." Qi Jinghuan laughed softly, his voice was like a tired spring breeze, he lowered his body, and his cold lips gently touched her ear, "But I like it."

(End of this chapter)