After a stick of incense, Qiao Le looked at the nightdress that fell to the ground, and silently hugged the quilt on his body. The eyes staring at Jun Yan were full of rejection and disdain for a stinky rascal.

Say yes and talk while playing, why don't I see you just seeing you playing?

Hiding her flushed cheeks in the quilt, Qiao Le thought about the strawberries that might appear on her, and she felt that she had lost a lot.

In the past, when she undressed, it was when she was unconscious, so when she thought about it, she still felt that she had earned it.

After all, it was he who took advantage of Jun Yan.

But now, she was simply stripped of her clothes......

She actually resisted, because there were too many pickpockets. But the resistance came and went, and the clothes were directly gone.

Why not?

Jun Yan threw it at her......

Yes, now she Qiao Le seriously doubts one thing, that is, did Jun Yan also deliberately throw her clothes in the first place?

And once this idea has a beginning, it is even more scary to think about it.

Did she really take off her clothes?

Qiao Le: Watch

Seeing the girl staring at her suspiciously, someone's hand reached out silently. And when he was about to touch the beauty, he was perfectly clawed.

Jun Yan: "Le'er ......"

Looking at the row of red marks on his hands, the young man's eyes were full of innocence, and even the words calling Qiao Le revealed obvious loneliness.

Qiao Le: "......"

Load, you load.

Look at the shallow red mark, I'm afraid it will be gone in two seconds.

She Qiao Le's own claws, doesn't she know the weight yet? She didn't have any energy at all, right......

When it comes to her, I don't know how many marks there will be tomorrow.

Qiao Le: "Jun Yan, don't come here, stay away from me!" ”

Holding the quilt tightly, Qiao Le shrank against the wall and made a sound of refusal again. Because she found that her claw was still too light, Jun Yan actually leaned over again.

Those eyes looked at her with interest, where was the slightest bit of innocence?

It's like a disciple......

Jun Yan: "Le'er, come here, I won't touch you, okay?" ”

The young man looked at Qiao Le and gently raised the corners of his mouth. The smile is bright and beautiful, and the word bewitchment is vividly portrayed.

Qiao Le: "You have to talk about it......"

Jun Yan: "Count." ”

Reaching out to hold the girl's slender wrist, the boy lifted the quilt without hesitation and pulled her out of the corner. The extremely skilled trap struck again, and in the next second, Qiao Le was already embraced by him.

He leaned into her ear and smiled softly.

Jun Yan: "I'll tell you a bedtime story, a story about me." ”

Caressing the girl's fair face, Jun Yan didn't wait for her to answer, and said to herself.

Jun Yan: "I was born in the capital, grew up in Beiguan, my mother died early, and I lived with the old man since I was a child. My birth was not well received, so to speak, no one welcomed me except my mother. ”

Under the candlelight, the young man's phoenix eyes were deep, and the light in them was obscure and mysterious, revealing a mystery that Qiao Le couldn't understand. He didn't bully Qiao Le anymore, but seriously recalled everything Qiao Le wanted to know.

A thing about him, never for outsiders.

Jun Yan: "You should know that my mother was supposed to enter the palace, but she chose to flee the capital and fly away. And I, I am the proof of her rebellion against everything. ”

The boy's voice was very low, and his tone was light, which was very good.

Jun Yan: "You may ask, what exactly does she want to rebel against?" Is it their own fate? In fact, it is the fate of the entire royal palace. is imprisoned by this palace, one life after another. ”