Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 471 Hanging on the hook, not allowed to change for 100 year

"Qingqing sleep for a while, I will wake you up when she comes."

The man's eyebrows and eyes were softened under the moonlight, and the black wide-sleeved fairy skirt made him look like a goddess descending from the nine heavens, with a coldness that does not touch the world.

"If Qingqing likes it, I can show Qingqing this outfit again." The man's white jade-like earlobes were dyed a rouge-like red, and he said hoarsely.

It was rare for him to see such a lively expression on her face, unlike in the East Palace, where she had to wear a mask habitually.

Gu Qinglan's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, her eyes widened, her almond pupils stared extremely round, "Really?" She asked in disbelief.

One must know that the reason why a man can make such a dress today is only because he is worried that she will really pick flowers on a whim.

"When a gentleman says something, it's hard to chase a horse." Jing Mo laughed lightly, "Is that how happy you are?"

Gu Qinglan moved her body, put her arms around the man's shoulders, "No more, I know you are accommodating my liking, and one time is enough for this kind of nonsense."

The man leaned over, his foreheads were pressed together, and his lips were almost in direct contact, "If you are related to you, you can't be considered accommodating. Besides, as long as I am here, Qingqing can continue to mess around, and I will stand up for the sky to fall."

"I want to be your reliance and guard of honor."

Gu Qinglan bit the man's lips lightly, and smiled when he heard the man's uncontrollable gasp, "You're so good at talking, and you read a lot of books recently? Don't you mean that you're so busy that you don't even have time to drink water?" None, huh?"

Jing Mo only felt that he was almost drunk on Gu Qinglan's last "um", his whole body was numb and his fingers trembled a little.

"I didn't learn it from the script, but when I saw Qingqing, I couldn't help saying these words."

While talking, Jing Mo's fingers could not continue to hang down on his knees peacefully.

Gu Qinglan knocked off the hands that were touching her waist, "Then next time, I'll show you the clothes too."

"What?" The man wondered if he had heard wrong, and asked with his head tilted.

She raised a very bright smile, her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, she leaned against his ear, and said very softly, "Bell, how about showing your waist?"

The hair in the throat was astringent, the man's face was impatient, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together.

As long as he thinks of Qingqing standing in front of him or lying under him dressed as in the description, he can't control his body getting hot, and his imagination will run wild.

"Just the second day of my birthday, okay?"

"why?"

"You promised me to wear it on the second day of my birthday, okay?"

"Okay." Although he didn't know why he insisted on emphasizing the second day of his birthday, Gu Qinglan responded without the slightest hesitation.

Jing Mo took advantage of the victory to pursue, and stretched out his finger in front of Gu Qinglan, "Hang yourself on the hook, and you can't change it for 100 years."

Gu Qinglan: "...hanging on the hook, not allowed to change for 100 years."

I always feel that there is a huge trap behind the man's words, but she can accept being tricked once or twice by him occasionally.

Gu Qinglan doesn't know now, but in the near future she can't wait to eat back every word she said.

……

After Fu Ling sent Yan Yue back, she waited on the side of the street for a long time, counting the time before continuing to Prince An's Mansion.

If, as she expected, Jing Yu drank that glass of wine, she must be dead by now.

(End of this chapter)