Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 1095 [Flower Face] Contemptuous Eyes

Huarong put one hand on the long whip at her waist, and her brows were furrowed, "Damn it, I remember I said it too, you didn't call Rongrong!"

Feng Jianshou smiled, and put his hand directly on her hand, stopping her urge to swing the whip.

"So you want me to call it something else?"

"open!"

Now the focus is not on calling names, but on his actions, being trapped in his arms like this, even restraining his weapons, Huarong felt an unprecedented sense of threat.

"How is Rong'er?" Feng Jianchou asked seriously, as if discussing with her.

"Your size, Rong'er! Feng Jianchou, you are too hateful!"

Huarong finally couldn't take it anymore, the whip was restrained, she simply lifted her foot and kicked towards him, Feng Jianshou's hand on the horse's back quickly swept down, and accurately grabbed her ankle.

"Rongrong, you are too impulsive, if you don't like to listen to Ronger, then just continue with Rongrong."

He blinked and smiled, and there was a smirk on his usually cold face. He looked very happy, held her hand, grabbed her waist, and flew away from the horse. Saved her helplessness on one foot.

Hua Rong's complexion continued to turn black, and she finally understood that in terms of martial arts, she was actually no match for Feng Jianchou.

When he hadn't been acupunctured by the young master, she couldn't beat him either.

But thinking of this, she calmed down instead, glaring at each other, but not irritable, revealing her emotions too easily, she was indeed too impulsive.

"Feng Jianchou, don't forget what we are doing here, if you are rested, continue on the road!"

She gave him a warning look, took advantage of his slight start, quickly withdrew her hand, swayed lightly at him, and moved away from him four or five steps away, but her face was always ugly.

Feng Jianchou sighed softly, "Rong Rong, how old are you? You're just a young girl, why do you have to be so serious?"

"It seems that you don't want to complete this trial?"

Huarong asked him back, she really felt that she had nothing to say to this person, she got on the horse, finally was able to look down at him, and said a little arrogantly: "My lord doesn't need useless people, you can go."

Some disdainful eyes, clearly looking down on him.

(End of this chapter)