And just when Ye Xiuche's back began to break out in a cold sweat, Feng Mo Ran had come to him again, this time Feng Mo Ran didn't stare at him carefully, but directly stretched out his hand, hooked Ye Xiu Che's chin, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at Feng Mo Ran's face!

"What are you going to do?" Ye Xiuche asked with a red and white face, gritting his teeth, his brain, which had been stained by wind and ink, was also a little chaotic now, and he forgot to wave the hoof that hooked his chin with wind and ink for a while.

"Hmph~ What are you doing? Of course it's doing something 'in line with the situation'?"

Ye Xiuche swallowed his saliva, he didn't think that there was any scene here that could be responded!

Ye Xiuche pursed his lips and replied, "I'm also the general of the Dragon Saint, and it doesn't seem appropriate for the Dye Prince to do this-" Heh-Ye Xiuche's body stiffened suddenly, and his amber eyes instantly contracted, and he felt that his breathing had stopped!

What did the flowery prince do to him? Kiss him in public! Kiss him in public!

Not only Ye Xiuche, but almost everyone present was frightened, they only felt that their buttocks slipped and they almost fell off their seats!

What did they see? The flower-dyed straw bale prince actually kissed the dragon saint's general in public! It was terrible! Those two were obviously men! But damn it, they thought it was so pleasing to the eye! They were so mad!

And as the party who is also the victim of Ye Xiuche, he really doesn't know how he should react to this scene, being kissed in public by a man doesn't say anything, it doesn't feel bad, he doesn't hate it, which makes him very unacceptable!

Fortunately, the wind and ink dyed the night Xiu Che was just a shallow taste, not deep, in the final analysis, she just wanted to tease him, by the way, to some people, a "little" dismount!

After a while, Feng Mo Ran left Ye Xiuche's lips under the strange gaze of a crowd, but she didn't immediately straighten up, but leaned over, staring at Ye Xiuche very closely, the tips of her noses almost touched together, her eyes were a little threatening, but more still ill-intentioned.

Ye Xiuche was biting his lower lip at this time, with a very bitter little expression, he felt that he was not doing anything now, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he could only stare at Feng Mo Ran with a strange look that he couldn't say was shame or anger, and tried to calm down his emotions: "This general thinks that the behavior of the Dye Prince is really immoral, don't you!" Ye Xiuche with a trilling voice didn't finish her words and let Feng Mo Dye shut her mouth again, she didn't want to hear anything she didn't want to hear from this dishonest mouth!

This kiss made many people present squirt out all the tea and wine they had just drunk in their mouths to suppress the shock, thinking that a kiss would be enough, who would have expected her to take another sip?

This is really a coming-of-age ceremony that challenges their hearts!

And I didn't expect to be kissed for the second time, Ye Xiuche was almost crying!

When Feng Mo Ran left his lips again, he still didn't get up, and he still maintained a posture close to Ye Xiu Che, she was waiting, waiting for this kid to say something she didn't like to hear, and sure enough, she saw the next second

"Wind and ink dyeing! General Ben!!" Ye Xiu Che was so angry that he even called out the name of the wind and ink dye, and as expected, she blocked her mouth again! And everyone has learned from the past, and they have enough psychological preparation to come back for the third time, I really want to just poke their eyes like that, so as not to see any more immoral and unruly pictures, but they can't control their eyes!

The people here are struggling with their eyes, and the wind and ink dyes over there have let go of Ye Xiuche's lips for the third time.

To be honest, Ye Xiuche looks really quite pleasing to the eye, his facial lines are very distinct, a pair of crystal-like dazzling amber eyes, unexpectedly long eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, a round and slightly upturned edge of the red lips, not thin, not thick, more inclined to the shape of a woman's lip flap, looks very sexy, his hair is not long, only to the left and right of the chest, wanton scattered, but not messy, very elegant and domineering, it seems that he is particularly heroic, a dark brocade shirt lined his perfect figure, even and slender, at least one meter eighty-five tall, straight back, tall and straight, but at this time, under the oppression of wind and ink, His shoulders shrugged slightly, his body unconsciously leaned back to dodge, and fell a section on the momentum, but he looked a little shrunken!

After Feng Mo Ran left Ye Xiuche's lips for the third time, he didn't speak immediately, and paused for a few seconds, trying to suppress his emotions and make his voice sound as calm as possible, before he spoke again: "Ben Jiang!"

"Po~" In fact, Feng Mo Ran didn't want to hear Ye Xiuche talking to her as "General Ben" at all, so well

"Wind-"

"Po~"

When Feng Mo Ran left Ye Xiu's lips for the fifth time, he finally stopped talking.

"Hmph~ Besides, besides, this prince still kisses you!" Feng Mo Ran chuckled and added again.

Ye Xiu Che glared at Feng Mo Ran angrily, but he didn't dare to say another word, he frowned, his mouth pursed, and he shed two lines of noodle tears, looking very pitiful, he was the general of the Dragon Saint, when had he ever been so humiliated? No, he didn't accept it! But if someone punched him, he would have fought back, but, but the wind and ink dyed, the wind and ink dyed her, no, shameless!

Wind and ink dye is not what Ye Xiu Che thinks in her heart, if she knows, she may be a bully again, but Ye Xiu Che's poor little appearance, but in her eyes, there are some big things that are not good, after all, Feng Mo dye is in her bones, but a belly black and trembling S that is a hundred times more terrifying than ghosts and gods

It's a pity that no matter how much you think about it, now is not the time to continue, the little poor child was bullied by her and was about to cry, seeing that the flirting was almost the same, Feng Mo Ran could only suppress his S desire, no longer make it bad, and got up and went back to his seat.

As a result, everyone present once again deeply realized the horror of the prince of Hua Dye, and they will definitely not provoke Feng Mo Dye by killing them in the future!