Pingcheng's Fengyue script about Miss Yuan has added another strong stroke.

This pen is still the legendary Xie Shizi of Daqi!

The two protagonists in this Fengyue script are almost fighting on horseback at this time.

"Xie Shizi, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding between us!"

Yuan Changhuan was tied to his waist by Xie Ci and was about to be choked off.

Especially on horseback.

hurriedly confessed.

Xie Ci went crazy, it's really scary.

"Misunderstanding?" Xie Ci's chest was close to Yuan Changhuan's back, and when he spoke, Yuan Changhuan could even feel the vibration of his chest.

And that...... Breath close to the ear.

Linger.

Yuan Changhuan's jade-white earlobes were uncontrollably dyed crimson.

"Hmm......"

Just as the horse jumped and crossed the stones, Yuan Changhuan's body jumped, and the abundance in his chest trembled to the back of Xie Ci's hand.

Thanks, breathing hotter.

"Seduce me?"

Hoarse and ambiguous.

"You, you, you, you ......" The evil and treacherous thank you made Yuan Changhuan scared, and he wanted to escape from his shackles, and the partial thanks became tighter and tighter.

The panicked voice made Xie rejoice.

Her thin lips curled slightly, breathing in the sweet and bewitching breath of her body.

"How am I? You provoked me first, and now you say let it go, it's that easy? ”

The low voice came into Yuan Changhuan's ears with the sound of the wind.

Her heart immediately hanged: "You, what do you mean?" ”

"Don't you want to be a princess?"

He didn't answer the rhetorical question, and looked down at her jade-white neck, her eyes were as calm as stagnant water, but her voice was full of treacherous gloom.

Yuan Changhuan was frightened by Xie Ci's strange attitude, "Don't pretend to scare me, are you Xie Ci!" ”

"Who do you want me to be?" The light laughter of thanks, and the laughing Yuan Changhuan felt a chill down his spine.

Cold fingers, pressed against her neck, roamed.

Like a cold snake, it was spitting out snake letters, licking her cheeks.

Creeps.

Didn't she want to ask Xie Ci why he helped Ying Qicheng force herself to comply?

Why is it now that he has seized the initiative again?

Is this the suppression by force, so angry!

Yuan Changhuan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and all kinds of thoughts slipped by.

"Xie Shizi, do you mean to marry me?" Yuan Changhuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Miss Yuan, do you mean that you don't want to marry?" Xie Ci asked unhurriedly, and the fingers that were like ice cubes were still close to her neck, and even went down more and more.

The next moment, he was covered by Yuan Changhuan's warm little hand, "Xie Shizi, please respect yourself." ”

"That's ...... Is it heavy? The big slender hand held the undulating mass and squeezed it heavily.

"Hiss......" Yuan Changhuan gasped in pain.

A slap on the back of Xie Ci's hand, "You...... You, scoundrel, scoundrel! ”

The back of the white hand of thanksgiving instantly turned red.

As if he hadn't seen it, Xie Ci replied casually, "You want me to be heavier." ”

"Nonsense! You let go of me, you let go of me! Yuan Changhuan was frightened, and thanked him for being crazy, he was playing, rogue, and hooligan.

Is this the legendary Xie Shizi, who is famous in the world!

Even if you are a hypocrite, you need to pretend, why don't you even pretend now.

What to do, what to do?

Yuan Changhuan was at a loss, and when things and people were beyond her expectations, she was powerless to think about it at all.

"Don't let go. Yuan Changhuan, don't you want to marry to the Royal Prince's Mansion, during this time, obediently wait at home to marry. ”