Dear Princess, Run Slowly

"Frozen to death? I have no enmity with you. Why should I freeze you to death? "

Jun Mo leaves doubt to coagulate eyebrow to hope to her a face vigilance of facial expression, Su shallow month pinched tight the clothes in front of the chest, fingertips all tiny white.

Originally rose colored nails, due to force, but at this time like a cold snow mountain.

"Who knows you, moody, if you let me go out and take off my clothes in the cold wind? And then the next day there's the exposure maniac. "

Su Qianyue didn't say well, but she didn't let go of it.

Jun Mo from smell speech, helpless low voice smile smile "have so terrible?"

"Well, don't you see how scared the soldiers and the officials are of you?"

Su Qianyue bit her finger and looked at him.

Jun Mo from smell speech, back a Leng, for a long time did not speak, "then you, how do you see."

It doesn't matter what other people think of him, but I don't know why. My heart is full of Su Qianyue's real thoughts.

He can if star's eye stares at Su Qianyue tightly, expecting her to say something.

"What do you think? Look with your eyes. "

Su Qianyue dislikes Ning Mei. Why is Jun Moli so wordy?

"Speak well to me."

Jun Mo leaves to coldly look at her, just prepare to continue to say what, the line of sight suddenly moves to Su shallow month of fire Huang dress.

Although there was nothing to see outside, the cold sweat had wet her back.

Helpless sigh a, also not pursue Su shallow month's answer. Throw wide sleeve smoke fan skirt to her, oneself is to turn round to sit on the couch, pick up a book, light look at.

It seems that she doesn't care about Su Qianyue at all. Seeing this, Su Qianyue looks at the delicate red on the bed blankly.

"You have a red dress in such a clean room?"

Su Qianyue picked up the red dress with one hand.

"Why ask so many questions?"

Jun Mo left coldly raised his eyes to see her, and then focused on the book, but still thinking about her in his heart.

"Have any other women come to your bedroom?"

Su Qianyue stares slightly, otherwise how can Jun Mo Li have a woman's costume?! So how can a noble person collect a woman's dress?!

Su Qianyue thought like this, more and more felt that her guess was correct.

The wide sleeve fan skirt she carried in her hand was also contemptuous.

"No more."

A throw away that skirt, Su shallow month don't cross a face, hands cross, a pair of not easy to talk appearance.

Jun Mo from see Su Qianyue really no below, this will look away from the book, see Su Qianyue this little girl's appearance.

Eyes with a trace of their own are not aware of doting.

"What's the matter?"

"Hum, I don't want to wear other people's clothes."

Su Qianyue's shriveled mouth seems to be extremely dissatisfied.

"Someone else's? "Jun Mo leaves to coagulate eyebrow to look at her, this dress is actually he makes by oneself.

Because I don't know when, there will always be a woman in red in his mind, from small to large, this figure has not disappeared in his dream.

If he talks to Su Qianyue, she will know that junmoli is talking about supporting and honoring saints.

If you can let the demon king leave reincarnation, I'm afraid that there is only one God in heaven and earth - Fuyao Zunsheng!

Some funny knead forehead, Jun Mo left put down the book in his hand.

Standing up slowly, Su Qianyue said, "what are you doing?"

As soon as the words came out, she regretted what she felt so sensitive to do. Junmo Li would not do anything to herself. "Who told you, this one was passed through."

Jun Mo left the front, carefully picked up the clothes, as if holding a baby in general.

That cherished appearance, Su Qianyue looks at some Lengshen.

"No one's been through?"

"What do you do when I collect clothes worn by others?"

"Yes, then you are a pervert."

"What?" "No, nothing. Give me the clothes."

Su Qianyue shakes her head and looks at Jun Mo Li's enigmatic eyes. Somehow, she suddenly has an ominous premonition in her heart.

Jun Mo left fixed to see her for a long time, "since you think it was through, then don't wear it."

Su Qianyue was stunned and scratched her fingers.

"Well, I'm also a cleanliness addict. I'm a bit particular about it."

Jun Mo leaves this time can haughtily Jiao of hold up chin, cold eye looking at her.

"Cleanliness mania?"

Voice with a little don't believe, that micro pick eyebrows are reflecting Su shallow month at this time bad lie.

But what can she do? The lie that oneself make up goes down, cry to also want circle to go back.

"Yes, yes!"

"Since you are a cleanliness addict, this dress..."Jun Mo left the low Mou to see the red in the hand, this is he according to the woman's body shape in the brain and her clothes version type, very not easy to make out similar.

So far, he has never taught others to look at it. It's just a whim for Su Qianyue to put it on.

All this only comes from his childhood saying that "I will make the wedding dress of the future lady."

The shadow of Fuyao Zunsheng always appeared in his mind, and her red clothes just shook his eyes.

Although this dress is not wedding dress, but, red, has been very good.

"You're not going to leave me dressed, are you?"

Su Qianyue, of course, doesn't know what this dress means. She looks pitifully at Jun Mo Li.

"Want to wear it?"

"Well, you see how beautiful it is." Su Qianyue bited her lips to see him. Her innocent eyes, just like deer, looked at him without any pollution.

"In that case, I'll wear it for you."

"Mm-hmm, wait, what is it?"

Su Qianyue's eyes are so surprised that she jumps up for a moment. Half of her smooth and tender legs are exposed outside, and Jun Mo's eyes fall on it.

Does this woman think he is too restrained.

Sexy Adam's apple murmured and rolled. She looked at Su Qianyue eagerly.

"Will you help me with it?"

"Didn't you understand what I said?" Jun Mo Li looks at her without shame, and the wide sleeve fan skirt in his hand is pinched unconsciously.

"I don't want it!"

"I can't help you."

"You! You know how to bully me! "

Su Qianyue pretends to cry, but she is suddenly stared by the latter. She dares not shed tears. She can only entrust Qu Baba to watch Jun Mo come near.

The big hand with distinct bone knot is attached to her hand which tightly grasps her chest and skirt, which is coaxed by her good temper.

"Let go."

Su Qianyue: the author, get out of here! This is called coax?!

"I don't want it!"

"Yes."

Jun Mo from hook lip a smile, fingers slightly hard, with the speed of the naked eye one by one to break Su shallow month grasp fingers.

Su Qianyue

"I told you to be disobedient."

Jun Mo from a low voice smile, see Su Qianyue's clothes have begun to dry, immediately eyes slightly narrowed.

Wait a minute, the clothes are dry, this woman is a fool.

Said, slightly cool big hand extended to her waist.

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