Pretty Fox: Misunderstood His Royal Highness

Chapter 61
　Yuan Qingluo glanced over.

　Ye Qiqi didn't look at him, but rolled her eyes.

　Although Yuan Qingluo was smiling, the smile became colder and colder.He said: "You are so fierce, dealing with two rascals, isn't it a piece of cake?"

　Ye Qiqi died of anger.Biting his lips: "What? You say it like I'm a shrew."

　Yuan Qingluo asked lightly, "Aren't you a shrew?"

　Ye Qiqi was so angry that she stood on her head again.He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but after thinking about it, forget it.She is Your Highness, but if she insists that she is a shrew, and a shrew is a shrew, so what?
Yuan Qingzhi couldn't help laughing "puchi".

I just think Ye Qiqi's angry look is indescribably cute.A small pretty face was flushed red, her mouth was pursed high, her big watery eyes were wide open, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, showing a bit of bravado and fierceness.

This Ye Qiqi is so interesting.

Being with her is never boring.

Ye Kexin over there turned her head and glanced at Yuan Qingzhi.I feel resentful.What's so good about Ye Qiqi, a wild girl?Even His Royal Highness Yuan Qingzhi, who has always been indifferent to him, is also kind to Ye Qiqi?Thinking about it this way, Ye Kexin's hatred for Ye Qiqi became stronger.

　Yuan Qingluo's hand, casually, tapped on the table one after another.Suddenly, he said slowly: "It's a pity for those jade bracelets."

　Ye Qiqi snorted: "Isn't it just a pair of jade bracelets? Anyway, I don't care too much."

　When Hong Hao heard it, he thought, it's broken, Ye Qiqi... Out of the corner of Hong Hao's eyes, he secretly glanced at Yuan Qingluo.I saw Yuan Qingluo's face was as usual, but there was an imperceptible coldness in his eyes, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked as warm as jade, but there was a faint coldness in his eyes.

　Hong Hao knew that the master was angry.The master didn't feel sorry for the pair of jade bracelets, but was angry that Ye Qiqi didn't cherish the gift he gave him.

　Suddenly there was a commotion.

　Several people came up.Walking in the front was a boy in navy blue clothes, holding a fan in his hand, he was not yet 20 years old, tall and thin, although he was dressed as a nobleman and dressed in splendor and wealth, but he With that greasy face and deer-like eyes, one can tell at a glance that he is an upstart.

He used his defiant gaze and wantonly slipped away from the crowd.Then he set his eyes on the face of the little girl playing the zither, stared at it for a while, and an evil smile appeared on his face.

He walked up to the little girl with unsteady steps, and sized her up, up and down, left and right, back and forth, with lustful eyes, unscrupulous.The fan in her hand lifted the little girl's chin, and said in a frivolous tone:

"Girl, at a young age, your eyebrows and eyes are quite handsome, and you are so juicy, I like it." He said again: "Girl, how about having a drink with me? My surname is Zhou, and everyone else calls me "Mr. Zhou." For Mr. Zhou. Today, Mr. Zhou, I am very happy, and I will show you my face."

The little girl was frightened and couldn't help screaming, she was so frightened that she was about to run away.

Young Master Zhou stretched out his hand to stop her, giggling:
"Girl, don't go away. Can the person I like so easily escape?"

　The little girl was even more at a loss, her voice was trembling from the scares;
　"Let... let go of me!"

　(un.finished.to be.continued)
(End of this chapter)