Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The stone walls were broken and smoky, slowly sketching a beautiful outline.

The young man's face is like a knife, his cold eyes are deep and dark, and he wears a black robe without wind.

That indifferent and merciless face unexpectedly took some mortal will have eagerness, holding the dust shadow sword, like a God, against the wind.

Tall and slender, extremely handsome, but extremely terrifying!

The whole person exudes the momentum that strangers are not near. Su Qianyue is stunned. She doesn't know how many times she has been stunned because of his appearance. When she reacts, she looks into Jun Moli's slightly joking eyes.

"Su, shallow, moon."

Every word, this is the first time he called his full name, Su Qianyue body a Zheng.

"Dry, why."

Nanxian looks at Junmo with admiration, and the desire in his eyes is not hidden.

But she looked at the expensive people, but closely staring at the people she hated!

"Why not run away."

Jun Mo leaves cold Mou tiny coagulate, interrogating Su Qianyue, the latter some guilty don't pass an eye.

The voice trembled, "I, I can't run fast, can't I?"

After that, Su Qianyue seems to know something and turns to smile at Jun Mo Li.

"Hey, your highness, what are you doing in here?

"

" Jun Mo left did not let her finish, interrupted her below, Su shallow month shriveled shriveled mouth, OK.

She didn't ask.

Slightly drooping his head, the black hair seems to be wronged.

Jun Mo from suddenly some regret, will she left.

I still don't understand the strange feeling in my heart.

"The clothes are broken?"

See Su Qianyue skirt some fragmentation, Jun Mo from Ning eyebrow asked.

One side of the South string: do you want to say something to brush some sense of existence?

"Ang, your clothes are good, but you can't hold me running around."

Su shallow month slightly sighed tone, lift Mou but to go up the gentleman Mo leaves that some worried eyes.

"You worry about clothes? Shouldn't you worry about people? "

Jun Mo from a Leng, that should have taken a little worried look, once again changed back to the usual indifference.

"Presumptuous."

Jun Mo from a sudden, let this some angry Su Qianyue more aggrieved, she is full of tears in the eyes, think ruthlessly glared at Jun Mo from one eye.

Then he ran away.

Jun Mo leaves some doubts, what does she cry for?

At first, he thought it was su Qianyue's appearance, but after a long time, he found that it was very strange.

"Su Qianyue."

"Hum."

Su shallow month angry don't cross a face, don't want to Li Jun Mo leave!

The latter helplessly bowed his head and did not know what he was doing. He even felt the needle and thread from his arms!?

Aah?!

"Come here."

"I don't know!"

Su Qianyue's petite body is curled up. She squats in the corner of the wall like a ball.

"Come here."

Jun Mo from good temper again said a, South string at this time chin will be surprised to the land.

She thought that Su Qianyue had been pestering her royal highness, but now it seems that her Royal Highness has been pestering her?

Su Qianyue is still reluctant, but she has a keen sense that there is a trace of impatience in Junmo's good temper.

There was a loud cry.

"I will not!"

But the footstep actually some did not have the ambition to move a small step to the gentleman Mo to leave that.

Jun Mo Li suddenly laughed with anger. He just broke the stone wall, but his face was not stained with dust. Even his fingers were clean.

It's just He is a big man, how can he embroider clothes?

Su Qianyue's back is a little cold. I don't know what's the reason. As soon as I look back, I see the expression of eating people on the South string.

It doesn't matter to take back the line of sight, you can see Jun Mo Li has mentioned her broken skirt, a needle shuttles between the skirts.

The gentle touch of bow, like the merciless years.

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