Chapter Ninety-Eight: We Play Fair!

This damn monarch!

Ling Ziran thought about it, so he stretched out two fingers and secretly pinched a piece of meat on Jun Mochen's waist, twisted it 360 degrees fiercely, and then withdrew his hand with satisfaction, drawing circles on the ground with his toes, when nothing happened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Jun Mochen gasped, and secretly thought, it seems that he will have to teach this little woman a good lesson when he goes back in a while, he dares to pinch me, and he doesn't want to live anymore!

I thought so, but the big hand on her waist tightened a little, almost imprisoning her whole person in her arms, domineering and strong.

As soon as Ling Ziran looked up, she could see his angular jaw, cold and serious, but it made her heart fluctuate again, and the heat on her face had not dissipated, and it was a little red again.

Bai Tuohan sat on the stage, looking at the familiar people in the audience, her heart hurt slightly, her red clothes fluttering, black hair up to her waist, white skin and snow, and her facial features were delicate like a picturesque person.

But why him?

But why her?

Unexpectedly, Zi'er is actually the emperor's queen! God, why did you play such a big joke on me, don't you know my thoughts?

Do you want to lose it before you get it?

Before he could mourn, a familiar and light voice came to his ears.

"Hey, isn't that Bai Tuohan? Hey, why are you here? "I didn't see him just now, but I just noticed that I didn't expect him to be the prince of the Western Regions, I was really surprised.

But think about it, when he was leaving, he was quite imposing, and it was reasonable to say that he was a prince.

Bai Tuohan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Zi'er, it's a coincidence, we meet again." Inadvertently glanced at Jun Mochen beside Ling Ziran, but found that his face was gloomy and his smile was a little lower.

But Ling Ziran didn't care about Jun Mochen's thoughts at all, he put his hand away and ran to Bai Tuohan, sat down on the place where Jun Mochen was just sitting, picked up a bunch of grapes and threw it into his mouth.

"You seem to be quite free as a prince, can you still go to the Central Plains to play?" Ling Ziran chewed on grapes in his mouth and said vaguely.

"It's quite free, aren't you, the queen, also quite free?" Bai Tuohan picked up an orange, peeled off the skin, and put the fresh flesh on the plate in front of her.

Seeing the two of them chatting as if no one else was there, Jun Mochen's face sank again, and he strode to Ling Ziran's side, passed his hands through her back, supported her squeaky nest and picked her up, sat in his position by himself, and then put her on his lap.

Ling Ziran still maintained the posture of holding grapes in his hand, blinked in a daze, reacted and jumped up suddenly, and roared with a red face: "What are you doing?!" ”

Jun Mochen spread his hands, looking 'innocent', "Can't I hug my own queen?" After finishing speaking, he reached out and picked up the orange petals that Bai Tuohan had dyed and peeled for Ling Zi in the saucer, threw them into his mouth leisurely, and chewed them slowly.

Seeing him like this, Ling Zi's lungs were about to explode, he stomped his feet, walked in front of him, ignored the surprised looks of everyone in the audience, pushed him away with all his strength, and sat in his position again.

Jun Mochen was defenseless for a while, but was pushed away by this Nizi, stabilized herself, hooked the corners of her mouth, not only did she not get angry, but reached out and rubbed her head, her eyes doting, "Dye is too naughty!" ”

The stunned Khan came back to his senses, stood up and walked to the main seat, watched Ling Ziran eat fruit leisurely, stretched out his hand to press it against his chest, and bowed slightly, "Minister, see the queen." ”

The people in the audience also stood up, pressed their hands on their chests, and bowed slightly, "The last general, Wei Chen... See the Empress, Empress Chitose Chitose Chitose—"

Ling Ziran put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and waved his hand, "You all get up." "She's not used to being worshiped like this, and her little heart can't stand it!

Bai Nasu, who was still standing in the audience, was shocked and incredulous in her eyes, how could she ...... How can this be? Why is she a queen?

Xu is Bai Nasu's eyes were too hot, Ling Ziran reacted at this time, ran to the stage, and looked at Bai Nasu a little nervously, "That, that, I ......"

"You don't have to explain, we play fair! But we're still friends. Bai Nasu smiled reluctantly, and when the words fell, she turned and strode away.

Ling Ziran is a little puzzled, she is a queen, how can she compete fairly? Well, she is also a little speechless, she is obviously the main palace, and this will be given a war letter by Jun Mochen's admirers, and she is also her Protestant friend......