Fourth, thirty-one, don't call me the little prince again

She raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth slightly, the more she listened, the more strange she became, the more she listened, the more confused she became, and the more she listened, the more excited she became...... Her eyes were wet and her vision blurred, and his intense expression made her completely overwhelmed, and his agitated tone and burning eyes made her completely stunned and confused. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since the first day she met him, she has never had any feelings for him other than respect, and she has also deeply felt that he is a polite, gentle and benevolent humble gentleman in these ten days of relationship. However, now his expression and his tone were so strong and agitated that she almost thought that it was not the gentle and polite little prince standing in front of her, but someone else.

She stared at him, unable to think, unable to analyze, just staring at him, unblinking, with tears in her eyes.

"Oh, here we go again!" he took a big breath and said in a low voice, "You can kill me with such a vision!" So, suddenly, his chest was hot, and his hands couldn't help pulling hard, and he hugged her into his arms, his arms were strong and strong, his chest was broad and warm, he hugged her tightly, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

She had a few seconds of pause in her thoughts, which made her more confused, more confused, and more overwhelmed. Then, a small voice from the bottom of her heart was calling: Nangong Cui'e, what are you doing? Have you forgotten Ah Jing? Have you forgotten that you are Ah Jing's fiancée? Have you forgotten who you are? You have long lost the right to love and be loved.

She pushed him hard and whispered, "No, no, let go of me!" but his arms were so tightly wrapped that she couldn't get rid of them, so she had to look up at him.

His eyes were blazing and bright, and he asked, "Why?"

She took advantage of his distraction, struggled hard, took two steps back and stopped, gasped for breath, and said, "You can't do this!"

"Why?" he asked, frowning, staring at her tightly, "Give me a reason." ”

"Because...... I ......" she slurred, "you...... You are the little prince!"

"Don't call me Little Prince!" he shouted, anger rushed to his heart, and he couldn't help but shout out of his mouth: "I am not a noble little prince, nor am I a holy god, you don't have to stay away from me." ”

He shook his head in anguish, "I'm just an ordinary man! A man who is easily moved and attracted by an elegant girl like you! A man who has never known what love is, and has never loved before, but now he is tormented by love! Don't call me Little Wang Ye anymore! Don't call me Xiao Wang Ye again!"

She was a little flustered, her face was slightly red, and her eyes gradually became soft and hazy when she looked at him, as if she had drunk and was a little drunk.

He saw it even more distressed, and couldn't help but sigh softly, and called out softly: "Cui'e!" His voice trembled slightly.

Her face was redder, and she should not have lowered her head.

He took two steps forward and took her hand again: "Cui'e, give me a chance, okay?"

Her head hung lower, but she remained silent.

His heavy breathing let people know that the "waiting" was about to fry all his internal organs.

"Cui'e!" he raised his voice a little, and then shouted, "You say a word, okay? Don't be so silent, don't ignore me like this, okay? Don't torture me like this, don't let me suffer like this anymore, okay?" He took her hand with both hands, held it tightly, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Cui'e, raise your head and look at me, okay?"

She passively raised her head to look at him, but looked at him silently, quietly, deeply, deeply, without saying a word. 04.29.

His heart was broken at that sight, he gritted his teeth, and he had an impulse in his heart, so he wanted to hug her into his arms, so he wanted to hug her delicate body, so he wanted to kiss her slightly trembling and ruddy cherry lips, he stared at her deeply and affectionately, and his eyes became more and more gentle, more and more hazy, and more and more confused.

He lowered his head slowly, slowly, she seemed to be hypnotized, looking at him motionlessly, her eyes were soft, bright, and shining like jewels immersed in water, his lips moved down little by little, and when his lips had not yet touched hers, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance: "Miss Nangong!

The two of them were shocked, hurriedly let go of their hands, each took two steps back, and was busy looking for prestige, only to see a person running on the forest path, it was Mrs. Lu's maid Yinping.

Yinping ran over and saluted the two of them breathlessly: "Slave and maid please the little prince!"

The little prince was complaining in his heart that this maid would not come sooner or later, but at this critical juncture, he disturbed the mood of the two, and he wanted to slap her twice, but when he saw her come forward to say goodbye, he couldn't get angry, so he said: "Are you looking for Xiao Wang?"

"No, little prince," Yinping took a breath and said, "The slave maid is here to find Miss Nangong." ”

"Looking for me?" Cui'e hurriedly said, "Is there something wrong?" is my aunt looking for me?"

Yinping shook her head, took another breath, and said with a smile: "It's the old lady who asked Miss Please." When the slave maid arrived at Hanxiangting, Sister Ruizhu said that the young lady was in the Merlin area, and the slave maid came to find it. Miss," she said so much in one breath, and then gasped again before saying, "Go quickly, the young master has brought back another letter, and everyone is in the old lady's room to read it." ”

As soon as Cui'e heard that Long Jing had a letter back, she couldn't help but immediately be overjoyed, and her voice couldn't help but be full of ecstasy: "Really?"

Yinping smiled and said, "Of course it's true, how dare the slave maid lie to Miss." ”

When Cui'e heard this, her heart shook for a moment, but she had no thoughts or actions.

"Cui'e," the little prince hurriedly said to her, "come, let me go with you." ”

"Hmm. Cui'e replied slightly, and hurriedly rushed forward.

The three of them walked to the back of Lu's mother's upper room, and they heard the laughter in the room, and hurriedly turned the big photo wall to enter, and sure enough, almost all of them were here.

When Lu Mu saw that the little prince was also coming, she hurriedly got up to greet her, and wanted to bow down again.

The little prince hurriedly walked a few steps, supported Lu's mother and said, "The old lady is exempt, please sit down." ”

Mother Lu invited the little prince to sit down, and then sat down to accompany him, and the rest of Lu Feng, Mrs. Lu, Zhong Kang, Dan Feng, and so on all stood.

The little prince said: "Old lady, don't be restrained, I heard that Lu Gongzi has a letter back, if you can, can you let me see it?"

Lu Mu hurriedly said: "Danfeng, Fengqin, take them." ”

Danfeng held a small box, and Feng Qin held a roll of paper.

Mother Lu said to the little prince: "Little prince, please see, this is a birthday gift from his grandson to the old man, and this is a painting painted by him himself." ”

Feng Qin unfolded the painting.

The little prince said suddenly: "Cui'e, you haven't seen it yet, so come and watch it together." ”

Cui'e couldn't help but want to see it, so she hurriedly walked over.

I saw that the painting was simply painted with a line of geese, below are a few reeds swaying in the wind, the upper right corner is inscribed with the word "return to the geese", and the lower left corner is written with two lines of small characters: "Unfilial piety Sun Longjing painted on the night of the ninth day of the sixth month of the sixteenth year of Guangzong"

Cui'e looked at the two lines of small words, her nose couldn't help but sour and her eyes were hot, she endured it and didn't let herself cry.