The princess wants to divorce

Chapter 70 Why I Always Meet Him (1)

"Why, are you thinking about the spring night with your prince?"

"Why did you follow?" I almost screamed, why did he come to my room all of a sudden?
He pouted, with a vague sneer, "What's the point of not returning home at night?"

I looked at him dumbfounded, what does he mean?Why are you acting like a husband who caught his wife's little debater?When did I stay out at night?Does he know what the word really means.

"It's only three o'clock now." I retorted to him only because I was teasing him.

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, his face turned colder. Seeing his expression slowly approaching Zheng Xiaohan, I suddenly missed him so much when I just met him.

"I still like you with that little shou appearance." Let others bully you.

"Xiaoshou?"

I smiled awkwardly and looked at the moonlight outside the window, "Ah, the moon is so round."

He looked at me contemptuously, "There is no moon now, tell me, what does Xiao Shou mean?"

I laughed, feeling a little guilty under his stare, and my mind was spinning, thinking about what kind of words should I use to tell him the meaning of Xiaoshou, "Actually, it's the kind that I feel pity for." I feel." This idiom should be very appropriate, right?
It's just that when I looked at Mu Xiaohan's face that was about to turn dark, I wasn't so sure.

"Do I feel pitiful?" The corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile that made me cringe, "Why, in Chu Chu's heart, do you want me to become that kind of person?"

"Yes... yes." I met his eyes and nodded without fear of threat.

"But that's not the real me?" He smiled harmlessly, as if accusing me of something.

Nonsense, of course I know that is not the real him, the real him is this vicious, bad man with many secrets.

"But I think the identity of the owner of Qingshuilou is quite suitable for you." I added another irritating sentence without fear of death, his face changed slightly, and he stared at me, "That's a pity, the identity of the owner of Qingshuilou is only It's just one of my identities."

A black line emerges from my forehead, what is he doing so honestly?I did not torture to extract a confession.

"..." Silence, very tacit silence.

Looking at each other, his handsome face is only an arm's length away from mine, and I can even feel his breath.The heartbeat sound of 'dong dong' came from my ear. Is this an illusion?

He leaned forward slowly, getting closer to me, looking into his eyes that didn't know what he was expressing, I was sweating nervously, "Do you want me to kiss you?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wanted to find a wall to hit him to death, why subconsciously, I still regarded him as a harmless 'duck'?

The corners of his mouth were raised in a beautiful arc, "Of course." As he said, he changed from passive to active and leaned down to kiss her. My head buzzed... After a while, I reacted and pushed him Open, and bit his lip hard by the way.

(End of this chapter)