Reborn Totalitarian Queen
Chapter 294 Duanmuqi, you are inexplicable!
Chapter 294 Duanmuqi, you are inexplicable! (3)
"Where did you hide?" To no avail, Song Chuxi could only turn around again and look at Duanmuqi, asking angrily.
Duanmuqi sat up from the couch, sat cross-legged on the couch and looked at her.
His eyes searched and inspected, staring at Song Chuxi's heart a little hairy, and he couldn't help being a little more alert.
After a while, Duanmuqi said casually again, "It's just a piece of rotten bamboo, and it's worth your nervousness to stare at me after running over?"
"Who told you to touch my things casually?" Song Chuxi blurted back.
The smile on the corner of Duanmuqi's lips became more and more cold, and he raised his eyebrows to confirm: "Your things?"
Song Chuxi was taken aback, but he didn't expect him to pick words with her so boringly.
But Duanmuqi doesn't care about things. If she couldn't get the flute, she was extremely anxious. As a last resort, she could only suppress her temper, turned back to him and said, "I told you that I borrowed it from someone else." Come on, now I'm going to take it and return it to others, where did you put it? Give it to me!"
She reached out again.
Duanmuqi only glanced at her palm, but he was unwilling to let go, and asked instead: "Who borrowed it from someone else? Who is it?"
Song Chuxi was irritable when he was asked, she just gritted her teeth and said, "I've already told you that I'm going to take it back. It doesn't matter whose it belongs to? You quickly bring it to me."
Duanmuqi didn't let go, he calmly sat down and stood up.
Song Chuxi was forced by his height, and couldn't help but took a half step back.
When Duanmuqi saw her appearance, he dragged his steps even more vigorously and walked towards her.
The two of them were standing very close to each other, and Song Chuxi had no choice but to back away when he pushed forward like this.
He took a step forward, and she took two small steps back. After going back and forth, something caught her behind the heel.
Song Chuxi didn't expect it, her body was still going backwards, seeing that the back of her head was about to hit the pillar behind, Duanmuqi reached out quickly and supported the back of her head with his palm.
The back of Song Chuxi's head bumped into the palm of his hand, and there was no way out if he tried to avoid it, seeing his seductive face approaching infinitely enlarged before his eyes.
But he didn't do anything, just when the tip of his nose was about to rub against hers, he suddenly stopped, word by word, and said slowly and vaguely: "You came to look for me at this time, shouldn't you say something else?" Like—one step away, what we almost did last night?"
Song Chuxi is indeed very determined, but it doesn't mean that she can discuss such secret things in the room with him without changing her expression.
At that time, the faces of the two people were very close, and their breaths were blended and intertwined.
Song Chuxi bit her lower lip secretly, and said, "I won't play tricks with you—"
Her eyes dodged to the side.
Duanmuqi suddenly cut off her words, "Then let's talk about the owner of the flute?"
With her fingers, she gently lifted a strand of broken hair from her sideburns.
Song Chuxi's heart skipped a beat, and she had no choice but to look away again, looking at him tightly with her brows furrowed.
But at this time, Duanmuqi's eyes had already fixed on her temples, and he said slowly and leisurely, "Did you meet King Xuan at Huangjue Temple yesterday?"
Although she and Yin Zhan thought that she had no reason to be arrested, but because Su Lan appeared in the Prince's Mansion, her situation was in chaos. Song Chuxi knew that now she had exposed many flaws in front of Duanmuqi. .
He must start to doubt her, but she didn't know how long this mask of hers could barely last in front of him.
Song Chuxi gritted her teeth secretly, her heart beat a little uneasily out of rhythm.
Duanmuqi suddenly changed the topic, and asked jokingly again: "And - why didn't I know you could play the flute? That song -"
"Aqi—" Even if it's self-deception, Song Chuxi knew that she couldn't ask him to continue, so she hurriedly interrupted him, explaining: "The flute was just borrowed from Princess Beichuan." , you give it to me, and I'll ask someone to return it right away."
Duanmu Qi looked into her eyes steadily, but found that she was indeed a little restless, but it didn't necessarily show any signs of guilt.
but--
She just ran into Yin Zhan's father and daughter at Huangjue Temple yesterday, and Yin Zhan's carriage was found near the Prince's Mansion again early this morning. This——
Is it really just a coincidence?
It's not that he didn't want to believe her, it's just that at this moment, he was instinctively guilty.He didn't want to see any other man interacting with her again, and he even regretted that he shouldn't have brought her to Tianjing this trip.
There are some things that he would rather doubt in his heart than to know the so-called truth.
Duanmuqi was immersed in his own thoughts, slightly absent-minded.
"Aqi?" Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Song Chuxi called him anxiously again.
She had to return the flute immediately, otherwise Yin Zhan would have to wait until Yin Zhan found out and came to her door, which would cause an uproar.And it's true that she didn't know it at this time, but Yin Zhan had already been here.
"That Xiao——" Duanmuqi came back to his senses, opened his mouth in deep thought, paused, and said again: "I threw it away!"
"Throw it away?" Song Chuxi was startled, and subconsciously blurted out: "The Great Wall—"
"It's useless for you to find the Great Wall." Duanmu Qi said, while speaking, his winking eyes were like silk, and the corner of his eyes quietly drifted out.
Song Chuxi followed his gaze suspiciously, and immediately became angry.
There, there is a very hot brazier.
Duanmuqi is like this. He never has any principles or bottom line when doing things. He always moves according to his will, so he doesn't care whether he wants to leave room for anyone.
Since he was annoyed that she was hiding something from him, it was only normal to burn that flute in a moment of temper.
Song Chuxi changed color suddenly, pushed him away vigorously, and yelled at him, "Who told you to mess with things in my room?"
(End of this chapter)
"Where did you hide?" To no avail, Song Chuxi could only turn around again and look at Duanmuqi, asking angrily.
Duanmuqi sat up from the couch, sat cross-legged on the couch and looked at her.
His eyes searched and inspected, staring at Song Chuxi's heart a little hairy, and he couldn't help being a little more alert.
After a while, Duanmuqi said casually again, "It's just a piece of rotten bamboo, and it's worth your nervousness to stare at me after running over?"
"Who told you to touch my things casually?" Song Chuxi blurted back.
The smile on the corner of Duanmuqi's lips became more and more cold, and he raised his eyebrows to confirm: "Your things?"
Song Chuxi was taken aback, but he didn't expect him to pick words with her so boringly.
But Duanmuqi doesn't care about things. If she couldn't get the flute, she was extremely anxious. As a last resort, she could only suppress her temper, turned back to him and said, "I told you that I borrowed it from someone else." Come on, now I'm going to take it and return it to others, where did you put it? Give it to me!"
She reached out again.
Duanmuqi only glanced at her palm, but he was unwilling to let go, and asked instead: "Who borrowed it from someone else? Who is it?"
Song Chuxi was irritable when he was asked, she just gritted her teeth and said, "I've already told you that I'm going to take it back. It doesn't matter whose it belongs to? You quickly bring it to me."
Duanmuqi didn't let go, he calmly sat down and stood up.
Song Chuxi was forced by his height, and couldn't help but took a half step back.
When Duanmuqi saw her appearance, he dragged his steps even more vigorously and walked towards her.
The two of them were standing very close to each other, and Song Chuxi had no choice but to back away when he pushed forward like this.
He took a step forward, and she took two small steps back. After going back and forth, something caught her behind the heel.
Song Chuxi didn't expect it, her body was still going backwards, seeing that the back of her head was about to hit the pillar behind, Duanmuqi reached out quickly and supported the back of her head with his palm.
The back of Song Chuxi's head bumped into the palm of his hand, and there was no way out if he tried to avoid it, seeing his seductive face approaching infinitely enlarged before his eyes.
But he didn't do anything, just when the tip of his nose was about to rub against hers, he suddenly stopped, word by word, and said slowly and vaguely: "You came to look for me at this time, shouldn't you say something else?" Like—one step away, what we almost did last night?"
Song Chuxi is indeed very determined, but it doesn't mean that she can discuss such secret things in the room with him without changing her expression.
At that time, the faces of the two people were very close, and their breaths were blended and intertwined.
Song Chuxi bit her lower lip secretly, and said, "I won't play tricks with you—"
Her eyes dodged to the side.
Duanmuqi suddenly cut off her words, "Then let's talk about the owner of the flute?"
With her fingers, she gently lifted a strand of broken hair from her sideburns.
Song Chuxi's heart skipped a beat, and she had no choice but to look away again, looking at him tightly with her brows furrowed.
But at this time, Duanmuqi's eyes had already fixed on her temples, and he said slowly and leisurely, "Did you meet King Xuan at Huangjue Temple yesterday?"
Although she and Yin Zhan thought that she had no reason to be arrested, but because Su Lan appeared in the Prince's Mansion, her situation was in chaos. Song Chuxi knew that now she had exposed many flaws in front of Duanmuqi. .
He must start to doubt her, but she didn't know how long this mask of hers could barely last in front of him.
Song Chuxi gritted her teeth secretly, her heart beat a little uneasily out of rhythm.
Duanmuqi suddenly changed the topic, and asked jokingly again: "And - why didn't I know you could play the flute? That song -"
"Aqi—" Even if it's self-deception, Song Chuxi knew that she couldn't ask him to continue, so she hurriedly interrupted him, explaining: "The flute was just borrowed from Princess Beichuan." , you give it to me, and I'll ask someone to return it right away."
Duanmu Qi looked into her eyes steadily, but found that she was indeed a little restless, but it didn't necessarily show any signs of guilt.
but--
She just ran into Yin Zhan's father and daughter at Huangjue Temple yesterday, and Yin Zhan's carriage was found near the Prince's Mansion again early this morning. This——
Is it really just a coincidence?
It's not that he didn't want to believe her, it's just that at this moment, he was instinctively guilty.He didn't want to see any other man interacting with her again, and he even regretted that he shouldn't have brought her to Tianjing this trip.
There are some things that he would rather doubt in his heart than to know the so-called truth.
Duanmuqi was immersed in his own thoughts, slightly absent-minded.
"Aqi?" Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Song Chuxi called him anxiously again.
She had to return the flute immediately, otherwise Yin Zhan would have to wait until Yin Zhan found out and came to her door, which would cause an uproar.And it's true that she didn't know it at this time, but Yin Zhan had already been here.
"That Xiao——" Duanmuqi came back to his senses, opened his mouth in deep thought, paused, and said again: "I threw it away!"
"Throw it away?" Song Chuxi was startled, and subconsciously blurted out: "The Great Wall—"
"It's useless for you to find the Great Wall." Duanmu Qi said, while speaking, his winking eyes were like silk, and the corner of his eyes quietly drifted out.
Song Chuxi followed his gaze suspiciously, and immediately became angry.
There, there is a very hot brazier.
Duanmuqi is like this. He never has any principles or bottom line when doing things. He always moves according to his will, so he doesn't care whether he wants to leave room for anyone.
Since he was annoyed that she was hiding something from him, it was only normal to burn that flute in a moment of temper.
Song Chuxi changed color suddenly, pushed him away vigorously, and yelled at him, "Who told you to mess with things in my room?"
(End of this chapter)
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