The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 109
Jian Luo stood in front of Shen Shuiyan, less than half a foot long, her black hair was flying, and her dress was fluttering.

Cold words came from Jian Luo's pink lips: "Shen Shisha, this is just a lesson to teach you to be polite to someone. Otherwise, I don't mind teaching you what 'politeness' is."

Shen Shuiyan clasped her left hand with her right hand, her fingers connected to her heart, and broke her index finger, the pain was unstoppable.

The pain coming from his body filled his eyes with hatred, "Jian Luo, what do you think?"

'I'm afraid of you' six words have not yet come out.

With a 'plop' sound, the sinking smoke actually knelt down in front of Jian Luo with both legs.

"Shen Shiyan, the current Palace Master of Lengshen Palace, what's wrong with you?

Even if you think you made a mistake in usurping the position of palace lord, why did you invite me wrong before this palace lord found out?
Shen Shisha, Shen Shisha, when did you become so obedient? "

Jian Luo blinked, looked down at Shen Shiyan kneeling in front of him, and smiled.

Shen Shiyan raised his head in a 'chuckle', trying to stand up, but he couldn't stand up no matter what.

Gritting her teeth, she glared fiercely at the smiling Jian Luo: "Jian Luo, are you proud of making me kneel with such force?"

"Shen Shiyan, since you think I forced you to kneel, then I'll go first."

She patted her mouth with her hand and stretched herself. Under the sunshine, she felt a little sleepy now.

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and walked towards Leng Qingyu in a cool and unrestrained way.

The moment she turned around, she only heard the sound of 'pop' and 'pop' coming from behind her.

Jian Luo continued walking without looking back.

Poor Shen Shiyan knelt on the cold ground, and slapped his fair and tender cheek with the palm of his right hand.

Shen Shuiyan stared at her eyes angrily, the fundus of her eyes were fiery red, burning with rage.

The teeth creaked, there was pain on the cheeks, pain in the fingers.

Now she is full of anger, fire and pain.

Now she really wants to tear Jian Luo apart.

Jian Luo walked up to Leng Qingyu with a smile, "Qingyu, let's go."

Holding Qing Yu's hand, there is a sense of chicness when you come and leave in a hurry.

Leng Qingyu glanced at Shen Shuiyan, although the distance was not very close, she could still clearly see the swelling and clear five finger prints on Shen Shuiyan's cheek.

Smiled slightly, nodded, and said nothing.

I wanted to leave this place, but only took two steps.

There was a 'plop' sound behind him.

There was a sneer at the corner of Jian Luo's mouth.

All on their knees?

Ah.
updated in advance

(End of this chapter)