"Not ......"

Bucai's clear hand paused and responded respectfully.

"Hmm." Yuan Changhuan nodded, very good, he didn't return all night before, and now he is ready to not return for two nights.

After using it casually, Yuan Changhuan went back to the inner room to rest.

It was getting darker and darker outside.

Soon, it was completely dark, and Yuan Changhuan's hand holding the script trembled from too much force.

As soon as Yuan Changhuan wanted them to close the tent curtain, a jade satin voice came from outside, "Lord Shizi, you are finally back!" ”

The voice was very clear, enough for Yuan Changhuan to hear.

"The princess?" Qingwan put her hand on the copper hook and looked at Yuan Changhuan.

"Close." Yuan Changhuan's voice was a little cold.

Frightened, Qingwan hurriedly lowered the curtain, then retreated, and collided head-on with Xie Ci.

"Is the princess resting?" Xie Ci's eyes fell on the tightly knit bed tent, his face was calm and gloomy, how did the bed tent suddenly change to cyan, he liked the red tent before.

"Yes." Qingwan paused and said in a low voice, "Lord Shizi, the princess is in a bad mood today. ”

After saying that, he bowed down and retreated.

Nuoda's room was obviously burning silver charcoal, but Xie Ci felt a chill.

He didn't even have time to change his robe, so he went into the inner room and lifted the bed tent.

"Yuanyuan."

I thought she would pretend to be asleep.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Changhuan was lazily half leaning on the soft pillow, and when he heard his voice at this time, he raised his head lightly, "The prince still knows to come back?" ”

"I'm angry again, and I'm going out to run errands for my husband." Seeing that she was not indifferent to herself, Xie Ci sighed lightly, sat on the edge of the couch and raised her hand to hug Yuan Changhuan.

Getting closer, Yuan Changhuan clearly smelled the fragrance on his body.

Oh, no wonder I came back so late, I went to see my little cousin.

The smile on the corner of his lips became more and more intense, and the slender fingers rested on his heart, gently caressing.

"Done?" As he spoke, he pressed the red and gorgeous lips against the corners of his lips and exhaled like an orchid.

Hook's thanks, the beast desire in his heart set off stormy waves.

Holding her delicate little hand, "It's done, now it's time for us to do things between husband and wife." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to hold Yuan Changhuan's waist and correct her on the spot.

Yuan Changhuan violently pushed him away.

The excuse was unpreventable, and she pushed it like this, and almost sat on the ground.

The little feet that were as white as jade stepped on his heart, and he was not allowed to get up, and his eyebrows turned into sarcasm, "I came back so late, I went to do something with my little cousin." ”

"Xie Shizi is a dragon and a tiger, first finish with the little cousin, and then come to the princess, and I am not afraid of being squeezed dry, ****."

One after another, mocking words spat out from that beautiful and seductive red lip.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've only done it with you!"

Others can wronged him, but this matter must not be wronged against him!

Looking at her eyes, Xie Ci was not stupid, and naturally guessed that she must have been angry for letting Su Yimo move in for herself.

Gently holding her slender ankles, her eyes were clear, and she said patiently, "Yuanyuan, when your husband left in the morning, didn't Zhuo explain to you?" She's just a cousin. ”

"Who knows if you've ever done it with someone else!" Yuan Changhuan sneered, and his feet crushed Xie Ci's chest, "And explain what, there are no three hundred taels of silver here, cousin and cousin, born a pair, if you are such a treasure, you can be included, why hide and hide!" ”

"It's a big deal, I'll give way to her, lest you have a lover who can't end up married, and you wronged your little cousin."

Every time Yuan Changhuan said a word, his face turned cold.

When she finally finishes venting.

Xie Cicai picked up Yuan Changhuan and threw her on the bed, his patience was exhausted, his tone was cold, and he gritted his teeth, "Is enough to say?" ”