Chapter 1192: I'll Dance for You, Okay

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Xuanying pinched her small jaw hard, forcing her to turn her face away.

His face was full of anger and impatience, but when his gaze touched her little face, he quickly froze.

Tears welled up in her face.

She cried.

His heart suddenly ached, the pain was unbearable, but soon he showed a sarcastic and cold smile, "What are you crying for? I want to marry Shi Xiaoxiao and wronged you?"

Feng Lingxue choked quietly and looked at him with teary eyes.

"What do you mean, you want me to marry you? You know how difficult it is for me to climb to this step today, I have exchanged my life for today's scenery and achievements, marry you, marry the top brand of Gillian to be my princess, what can you bring me, what can you help me?"

"Shi Xiaoxiao's father is a generation of famous generals, with heavy soldiers, I married her, how much less blood can be shed, and you, you have betrayed me and abandoned me before, I can give you a chance are you not satisfied?"

He was yelling, the fact that every word was said was not exaggerated at all, and he was justified.

He probably didn't know that his words were cutting her heart like a knife, she didn't, she really didn't...

She's just... A little sad, a little aggrieved.

Whether it's greedy or selfish, she's just a little... I don't want him to marry another woman.

She knew she shouldn't cry, she wasn't qualified to cry, she didn't deserve to cry, and crying would only get him sharp sarcasm and humiliation.

But the tears could not be controlled, like her heart was dripping with blood.

Feng Lingxue looked at him with teary eyes, "I'm sorry... It's true... I'm sorry, I'm useless, can't... Help you..."

Her choked voice was staccato and poured into his eardrums, unprovokedly harsh.

Actually, he didn't want to say these things.

It's just that my heart hurts, so I want to stab her and make her hurt with her.

That's not what he meant.

It took three years to keep up with the silver-faced king Xuanying, who was on par with the Western Prince, Lu Yeming, and was not a soft egg who relied on women to take the throne.

"Wipe away your tears, and if you still feel like crying, go back to your inferior room, ruining the fun!"

With a low curse, Xuanying slammed the door and left.

……

He's gone.

Feng Lingxue quickly raised her two little hands and wiped her tears indiscriminately, she didn't want to cry.

However, only more and more tears were wiped out.

She knew that she had nothing, no family background, no background, no background, she didn't know anything, she was sold into Gillian's house at a very young age, and she has been living there, except for some skills to please men, she has no chance to learn anything else.

Actually, she really wanted to go out and have a look.

She would love to go to school.

But, forget it.

She didn't stand a chance.

She couldn't help him.

He's been going through all the way, so she shouldn't trouble him, she wanted to... wanted to rely on him and ask him to help her save Mu Mou, but now she felt that she was shameful and ridiculous!

Miss Shi is a better choice for him.

Feng Lingxue slowly stopped her tears, she took off her clothes and stood under the shower to take a shower.

Washing herself clean with shower gel, she put on the black suspender dress.

She couldn't give him anything else.

Then please him.

……

Opening the door of the shower room, Feng Lingxue walked into the room, there was no light in the room, the bright moonlight spilled in through the layers of veils, and a tall and straight figure sat on the big bed.

Xuanying leaned lazily on the head of the bed, one long leg bent, and a cigarette between his slender fingers.

The green smoke was filled, and his handsome face was gilded in the darkness, very scattered, and a little decadent sexy.

She came out, and he heard it, but he didn't look at it.

Feng Lingxue stepped forward, climbed onto the soft big bed, and then climbed onto top of him.

Xuanying straightened her long legs, and she sat on his sturdy thighs.

The soft white little hand pressed the cigarette in his hand, "Don't smoke." ”

Xuan Ying tilted his head slightly and spit out a puff of smoke, "Don't smoke... So what's going on?"

Feng Lingxue hugged his neck and kissed his thin lips, "I'll show you the dance, okay?"

"Dancing?"

"Well, I don't know anything else, I don't understand the current situation, I can't share it with you, I can only dance. ”

Xuanying looked at her through the moonlight, her nose was red, her eyes were red, and she was wearing a sexy suspender nightdress, and her exposed shoulders were very weak.

She said she wouldn't know anything.

She really doesn't know anything.

No one taught her.

In fact, she is very smart, and she can understand it at all, but she has no chance to learn.

All she knows is the pitiful tricks to please men, and it's okay for men to sleep well, but they can't go to the hall of elegance.

Xuan Ying didn't speak, Feng Lingxue got down from his thigh, her snow-white jade feet stepped on the handmade carpet, and she began to dance.

The dance she danced was not glamorous, but her dancing style was overwhelming, and she fell in love at first sight.

In the hazy moonlight, she was dancing and spinning, and the light veil on her body rippled in a gorgeous arc.

Xuanying brought the cigarette to her thin lips and took a few more puffs, and before she knew it, she had finished smoking a cigarette.

He dropped the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the bedtable, then reached out and grabbed her arm with his big palm, pulling it hard.

Feng Lingxue's soft and boneless body fell into his arms.

"What do you mean, you can't serve me, and you're still here to tease me?" he asked with a low smile.

Feng Lingxue stretched out two small hands to hug his neck, and then leaned in to kiss his thin lips.

She took the initiative to kiss, depicting his sexy lip line, reaching into her little tongue, hooking him to dance.

Xuan Ying rolled his throat up and down, he suddenly changed his mind just now, she is not a woman who can be forgotten by men, as long as she goes to bed, men don't want to get out of bed, they want to be faint.

The big palm shuttled into her long hair and buckled the back of her head, and he turned against the guest and deepened the kiss.

In such a dark and cold night, they want to melt each other into this kiss.

Feng Lingxue suddenly pushed him away, and her seductive eyes looked at him expectantly.

"What?" he asked.

Feng Lingxue kissed again, but her red lips slowly went down his handsome cheeks...

……

All passion was over, Feng Lingxue lay in the man's strong arms, lying on his warm chest.

Xuanying stretched out her rough fingers and touched her red and swollen lips, then leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Sleep." ”

"Yes, good night. Feng Lingxue closed her eyes.

However, she did not fall asleep, she was reluctant to sleep, she coveted his warm chest and such a quiet time together, because tomorrow... It's all coming to an end...

Feng Lingxue didn't open her eyes, she wouldn't know that there was a pair of inky glass eyes lingering on her little face in the dark.

Xuanying didn't sleep either, he kept looking at her.

The light of the eyes is obscure and deep.

……

Early the next morning.

Feng Lingxue wrote a note and gave it to her father, the Northern Prince--- I will do it tonight, and the inside and outside should be combined.