Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The young man with black robe raised his eyebrows, and he looked at the woman in white. There was a doubt in his ink eyes.

"Presumptuous, dare to look directly at your highness, be careful of your dog's eyes." Juechen suddenly appeared, blocking the line of sight of Ning Yixiang looking at Jun Mo Li. His voice was indifferent, but also with a little reminder.

"Cut." Su Qianyue has no good spirit of shriveled mouth, saw one eye rather with Xiang down the appearance of the stage.

"What's the matter? Who made my little lady angry?"

Jun Mo left pet to drown of smile, gentle will su shallow month ear bin of hair hook in the back, soft voice asks a way.

"Lord juechen, Su, Su's younger martial sister, she --"

Ning Yixiang asked with tears in her eyes, but juechen just looked at her coldly: "Miss Su will be our Royal Highness's Princess sooner or later, do you have any objection?"

“…… Well, I see. " Although Ning Yixiang is no longer willing, she can only bow her head, but Su Qianyue can see that Ning Yixiang's hands are tightly clenched.

An Yuwei doesn't know why. She pulls Ning Yixiang forward, and then looks at Jun Mo Li intentionally or unintentionally. Then she moves her eyes away.

"Don't forget what we're here for today." An Yuwei whispered in Ning Yixiang's ear. Ning Yixiang just shook her head. "Of course I know."

But people's mood, but not so calm.

Su Qianyue is the same as his royal highness

Although Su Qianyue is good-looking and highly cultivated, she is still an array refiner But

Jun Mo left peerless face to show a smile, he touched Su Qianyue hair, some helpless way: "don't make trouble."

Su Qianyue glanced at Ning Yixiang, who was holding her hands tightly. She said, "no trouble, how can you come here today?"

"Come and see you."

Jun Mo Li laughs. A hand is stretched out from his broad sleeve robe. It is slender, white and has clear bones. Su Qianyue looks at it and laughs softly.

Then put your hand on it, and the next second it's wrapped in a big hand.

Juechen looked at Ning Yixiang hesitantly, but found that the latter seemed to mind nothing.

"New students are coming!"

Slowly out of the crowd came a young man in green, red lipped and white toothed, delicate and beautiful, with a smile like spring breeze on his face, which made people feel relaxed.

Su shallow month eyebrow picked to pick, some hesitant of saw one eye Jun Mo to leave.

Feng Ming, is Jun Mo Li helping him come in?

"Hello, I'm Ning Yixiang, a sophomore. I'd like to invite you to my baishen club."

Ning Yixiang's face appeared a just right smile. The woman was gentle and elegant. This smile, however, made many men's hearts throb.

Feng Ming dropped his eyes to see Ning Yixiang and shook his head: "no, I already have a heart guild. Thank you for inviting me."

"Well, what?"

Ning Yixiang was a little shocked. Didn't the freshman know that her baishen club was the most powerful gang in Jiashi college? What's more, she would be rejected even if she was invited to surrender her status?

Is the youth's saying that his heart belongs to the gang just an excuse to cheat her and not want to join the gang?

Ning Yixiang's face is a little ugly. There is a touch of embarrassment on her elegant and beautiful face. The whispers in the crowd make her not know what to say.

What Su Qianyue is curious about is that Feng Ming can talk to people directly?!

"Jun Mo Li, do you help him?"

The boy in the black robe beside him didn't answer. On the contrary, he snorted haughtily.

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