"If you don't want to die, shut up!" He hadn't smelled enough of it, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he was interrupted.

It was the first time she looked at him so closely, and she noticed his terrifying words, and the fine lines on his face were few visible, and she found that he was not as beautiful as a man, and his eyelashes were thicker than hers.

Feng Yaxiang was dumbfounded, unable to say a word, and stared at him in front of her in a daze.

"Do you like this king?"

I don't know how long I have been smelled, so long that Feng Yaxiang felt that she was about to fall asleep, and his voice suddenly came out again, so frightened that she jumped up in surprise, who knew that it hit Li Haoran's chin.

"Bang-"

A bang.

Li Haoran snorted and retreated to the back and sat directly on the chair.

Feng Yaxiang turned pale with fright, hurriedly ran forward, and asked worriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lord Wang, have you done anything?" ”

Seeing him bent over slightly, his eyes closed, and his brows furrowed, Feng Yaxiang also wrinkled with his little face.

Oh my!

He must be in pain!

Feng Yaxiang stepped forward anxiously, stretched out her hands to his chin, massaged gently, and asked anxiously, "Is it here?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know it's useless, but I ...... But I ......"

Li Haoran pulled down her hand, sat up straight, and stopped her massage.

He grabbed her little hand with his big hand, wanting to comfort her, but he was stunned by the tears rolling in her eyes.

"What are you crying about?"

The person who was hit was him, he didn't cry, she cried, what's going on?

！

Li Haoran frowned and gently wiped away the tears that slipped from his fingertips.

He doesn't like her tears!

When Feng Yaxiang heard his words, she was shocked to realize that she was so anxious that she cried when she saw him in pain.

She opened her mouth wide in surprise and looked at Li Haoran's unhappy face.

It's strange that she never cries over such a trivial matter.

What a hell, it's a shame!

Li Haoran held her pink cheeks with his big palm, made the two of them look at eye level, frowned and said unhappily: "I'm afraid that this king will kill you because of this?" ”

Feng Yaxiang raised her hand and wiped her tears, while still looking at him worriedly and asked, "Are you really okay?" ”

Li Haoran still sighed with his brows on his face: "What is this king talking about, what are you answering?" ”

"Huh? Oh, I didn't want to die just now, but I watched you hurt, and the tears fell down by themselves. ”

"A small collision, how can it be a big deal?"

He sighed again, and couldn't help but hug her in his arms, rubbing his cheek against her soft and fragrant hair, "Crying like this, people who don't know still think that this king wants to cut off your head." ”

Feng Yaxiang was a little surprised by this strange intimate behavior, but she didn't push him away.

Instead, he wiped his tear-soaked little face on his noble and flawless purple satin brocade robe.

Li Haoran looked down angrily and funny at her foolish actions.

This girl is so bold!

Li Haoran's laughing voice came, spread his hands, and asked with a smile: "Are you satisfied?" ”

Feng Yaxiang looked up at her little face, and smiled without shame, and suddenly it was as bright as the morning sun.

Li Haoran's mood was also swept away by irritability, and he was happily dancing in the wind.

Her smile seemed to be important to him.

"Won't the prince kill me?"

"Do you want to die? That King ......"

"No! Who would want to die? I want to live to be 100 years old! ”

"This king asks you again, do you like this king?"

Li Haoran frowned.