The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 152: Life and Death Dilemma 2
A trace of fear flashed across Leng Qingyu's face, he grabbed Gong Yeqing and left.

Gong Yeqing was naturally reluctant to do anything to Leng Qingyu, and left without any resistance.

Jun Moran flew forward, and what he saw was an empty room.

"Leng Qingyu—"

He clenched his fist and slammed it on the door frame.

This punch was naturally angry, and its power should not be underestimated.

With a click, the door made of good mahogany was smashed by Jun Moran's punch.

Jian Luo whispered: "Jun Moran."

"One step late." Jun Moran's face was cold.

Jian Luo took a breath, and forced a smile to remain calm: "Are you worried about Gong Yeqing?"

Jun Moran turned her head to look at Jian Luo, with a deep look in her eyes, she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"You have known Gong Yeqing for a long time, right?" Seeing this, Jian Luo continued to ask.

Jun Moran's expression was naturally expected by her. She just asked that question just as a test, but she didn't expect her to be right.

Gong Yeqing and Jun Moran knew each other a long time ago.

"Luoer, I."

Jun Moran sighed, and suppressed the strangeness in his eyes.

What Jian Luo asked was not wrong, he and Gong Yeqing knew each other a long time ago, so early that I don't know when I should remember it.

Jian Luo remained silent, standing quietly in front of Jun Moran, she was waiting, waiting for Jun Moran to say the next thing, waiting for him to confess everything to her.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran didn't speak, and suddenly hugged Jian Luo, holding her tightly in his arms.

Warm palms were attached to the back, and the head was deeply buried in the socket of Jian Luo's shoulders. A charming voice sounded slowly: "Luoer, why can't I hide anything from you."

The voice seemed to be reproachful, but also full of pampering.

Jian Luo stretched out Jun Moran's waist on the bracelet, resting his head on his broad and strong chest, and whispered softly: "I understand you."

Jun Moran was shocked, his lowered eyes fluctuated slightly, his red lips outlined a perfect arc, and he subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tighter again.

The ambiguous breath lingered in Jian Luo's ears, tickling and crispy, making Jian Luo's cheeks blush.

Jun Moran just smiled: "I seem to have picked up a treasure."

The captivating voice carried a smile and joy that could not be concealed.

Feeling the person in his arms startled, Jun Moran laughed out of satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)