Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 114 [Qian Qian Shang] It's okay to ask private questions
She was startled, backed away hastily, and roared as if to cover up her embarrassment: "What is so heavy? Are you a pig?"

This time, with internal force, he was directly thrown up.

The man forced a wry smile helplessly, "Hua girl is really good at wronging people."

He is a big man, should he be as light as a little girl?
"Humph!"

Huarong snorted, flew onto the horse, pulled the reins, and the black horse galloped like lightning in the dark night.

It was the first time in his life that the man in black was being horizontally straddled on horseback, and for a moment he raised the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner, seeing that the girl stopped talking coldly, he couldn't help it.

"Miss Hua doesn't want to ask my name?"

Huarong frowned, "Now is not the time for interrogation, do you want to confess?"

Young Master always entrusts important matters to Brother Luo. If she finds out who this person is from this time, wouldn't it be a great achievement?
Huarong began to judge in her heart whether she could ask something useful.

I heard the man say, "It's fine to ask personal questions."

Does that mean you can't ask questions about work?
The corner of Huarong's mouth twitched, she knew she shouldn't answer the pervert's words!
She thought for a while, her eyes sparkled brightly, and the corners of her mouth slightly pursed, "Then let me ask you, what's your name?"

"The wind is sad!"

After uttering three words very coldly, Huarong subconsciously yelled: "Why don't you make ghosts worry about it, so you are actually from Fengguo!"

"Miss Hua should be from Xuan'an Kingdom."

Being able to connect with the Sixth Prince seems to be under the Sixth Prince's subordinates. In fact, they should all have guessed, how could the Sixth Prince be alone in Fengqi Kingdom?
"It's none of your business, hmph, let me ask you again, what do you do? Do you want to assassinate our young master?"

When she asked this question, the whip in her hand raised subconsciously, as if if he only answered yes, she would inevitably teach him a lesson.

There is only Huarong in this world who can use her weapon as a whip.

Even if only the horse's belly and her legs were in Feng Jianshou's sight, she could still feel her intentions.

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