Dressed as the palm of the nemesis prince

Chapter 121

The night sky tonight is particularly beautiful, the dots of starlight are like the silver ribbons that Nine Heavens Xuannv lost on Xinghe Road...

Ahang was leaning against the door, holding the saber that he carried with him, and two lovely maids and sisters were sleeping beside him, looking up at the moonlight like water, ah, what a beautiful atmosphere.

To use the romantic sentence that Mr. Lu Mulu often talks about, that is what the galaxy is like, and the dew enters...

Ah Hang has not had time to recall that beautiful poem——

"Gu-Yi-Jin! I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Chuchu's roar in the room and the "squeak" sound of her rocking bed instantly wiped out the hazy beauty of the moonlight.

Ah Hang silently took out a ball of cotton from his bosom, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his ear.

Amitabha Buddha, if you don't see it, you will be pure; if you don't hear it, you will be clear; if you don't think about it, you will be quiet.

Master, you are precious.

In the house——

Lin Chuchu knelt and sat on both sides of Gu Yijin's waist, the hanging black hair entangled and scattered on Gu Yijin's shoulders, her eyes were fierce, and her hands tightly grabbed Gu Yijin's perfect... neck ...

"You bastard, you dare to play me, I will strangle you to death!"

Damn it, it's really hateful!
Gu Yijin, who was pressed down by Lin Chuchu, even though his neck was strangled by Lin Chuchu's little hand, the curvature of his lips became more and more charming and wanton.

"Hey, Lin Chuchu, do you know what a crime it is to murder the prince?"

"I care about you..."

"According to the laws of my Yinming country, offending the prince is 'disrespect', and you can be imprisoned for more than ten years. If you murder the prince, if you fail, you can be sentenced to life or even beheaded. If you really kill the prince, it will be thousands of years. Ling Chi, who was hacked into pieces, and Lian Zuo, who was connected to the nine clans."

Gu Yijin popularized legal knowledge to Lin Chuchu calmly and calmly.

Lin Chuchu's head is full of black lines, dare I take such a big risk if I want to kill you?
"I..." Lin Chuchu was angry, but in addition to being angry, a flash of light flashed in her mind.

I remembered a Dangai drama that I participated in filming before time travel.

At that time, there were two young boys playing the leading role. Although I was supporting them, I was able to spend every day on the set, watching them make love to each other, and I was so happy.

There was an important "boat scene", but I specially asked for leave from the company and entrusted the relationship of the female assistant director, so I was able to watch it on the spot.

That day, the boat was shaking, which was exciting.

Lin Chuchu's eyes flashed, and her originally depressed face instantly became playful and teasing.

Recalling the legendary "technique" learned on the set that day that can drive men crazy, Lin Chuchu decided to imitate the gourd, and use the situational style to tease Gu Yijin.

Gu Yijin keenly noticed the change in Lin Chuchu's expression at this moment, and narrowed his eyes, not waiting for him to speak.

In the next moment, his eyes widened, and he felt that the blood in his body was surging.

"Third Prince~"

Lin Chuchu leaned over slightly, with a seductive and invisible smile hanging from the corner of her mouth. The fingers that were pinching Gu Yijin's throat seemed to have changed all of a sudden, like catkins in the spring, one after another, in Gu Yijin's eyes. Rubbing between Jin's neck and collarbone.

"you……"

Gu Yijin's obsidian-like eyes seemed to suddenly ignite a raging fire of desire, and he felt that the air around him was scorching hot, and the fire that ignited it was Lin Chuchu's merciless little hand.

Lin Chuchu flicked her long hair with one hand, pretending to have a bitch look in her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and slid her fingers playfully across Gu Yijin's rolling Adam's apple.

Then, as I wished, I saw Gu Yijin gritting his teeth forbearance and the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead slipping down.

"Huh?" Lin Chuchu deliberately prolonged her voice, bit her lower lip, with an innocent face: "Gu Yijin, now I'm not 'murdering the prince', right?"

　Gu Yijin: Woman, do you know that you are playing with fire?
　　Lin Chuchu: Oh my god, what a cliché!I'm not playing with fire, I'm playing with you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)