The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 381 Betting on Her Lifetime Freedom 2
Blinking her eyes, Ye Wuhuang's fiery red long hair fell down from her shoulders, matching this cynical expression.

The current Ye Wuhuang is simply a combination of evildoer and romantic.

Jian Luo didn't care about eating apples anymore.

Turning his head sideways, he glanced at Ye Wuhuang beside the bed.

"Go play by yourself."

As soon as the words fell, he turned his head and turned to the right.

Looking at the roof, continue to eat.

Ye Wuhuang's eyes gradually deepened.

Do you play by yourself?

This one
He hasn't convulsed to this point yet.

"Little girl, you are disobedient."

With a wicked smile, a sly look flashed across Ye Wuhuang's face.

Jian Luo just ate the apple in his mouth and almost didn't spit it out because of this sentence.

After giving Ye Wuhuang a hard look, Jian Luo almost wanted to go crazy: "Ye Wuhuang, can you be normal.

Why does the dignified Yexing Pavilion Master sometimes act like a child?

I'm very surprised, Ye Wuhuang, how did you form your character?
Well."

Before finishing the following words, Jian Luo suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

With a deep smile, Ye Wuhuang's eyes were full of complacency.

Jian Luo's eyes widened, her breathing almost stopped, and she looked at the enlarged No. [-] handsome face in front of her eyes.

The touch on the lips is real, really real.

The real Jian Luo has the urge to shoot Ye Wuhuang to death.

The breeze slowly, through the window, swayed into the night palace.

For a moment, Jian Luo had the feeling of being splashed with cold water.

Without even thinking about it, with a little force on his legs, he attacked Ye Wuhuang.

At the same time, he tilted his head, trying to shake off the 'something' on his lips.

Ye Wuhuang naturally knew what Jian Luo wanted to do.

Don't give Jian Luo a chance to dodge at all.

Instead of retreating, his body moved forward, pressing on Jian Luo's legs that hadn't exerted all his strength.

At the same moment, he pressed his head down, and his lips tightly covered Jian Luo's pink lips.

Jian Luo's eyes were burning.

Ah shit.

Ye Wuhuang had a convulsion today?

"Night oh."

After finally having some room to breathe, Jian Luo has not stopped the name of Ye Wuhuang.

The next moment, Ye Wuhuang pressed Jian Luo's lips tightly again.

Jian Luo danced anxiously.

Using hands and feet together, struggling to resist.

But Ye Wuhuang was relatively indifferent, and couldn't be more indifferent.

He didn't move at all.

Jian Luo was firmly pressed down by him.

(End of this chapter)