Wan Rou wasted many years of time on Li Aotian, and only hoped that she would become a real woman from Li Aotian.

Even if you let yourself be a concubine in the palace now, you can do it.

But Liaotian didn't mean that at all.

His coldness, his estrangement, almost drove Lourou crazy.

Wan Rou couldn't wait any longer, so she had to sneak into the palace and wait for him in the room.

It just so happened that he was bathing, and Wan Rou took off the long skirt of Jiao gauze, and only wore a thin translucent tulle dangling in front of Aotian, trying to bewitch his heart.

Doesn't he want women? Don't you want to have a good time?

But people are all cheap, the more they are so clean and self-conscious, the more they like it.

She was born coquettish, and she didn't believe that she would not fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Her fair, smooth and coquettish hands fell back on his shoulders, and she walked down the shoulders, touching his hard chest with the drops of water, and then drew circles to try to seduce him.

"Lourou, you have to force this king to be ruthless to you!" Her touch made Li Aotian feel disgusted in his eyes, and he suddenly thought of Li Yushu's little hands, such a refreshing guest, as long as he teased it, his whole body would be hot!

"Aotian Aotian, please, I am sincere, I am willing to give it to you." Wan Rou grabbed the palm of Li Aotian and was about to reach out to her chest.

'Click'.

The sound of the joint breaking sounded crisply, and the wrist that was covered by Lou Rou on Li Aotian's chest suddenly dislocated, hanging weakly in the air, Wan Rou's face was as pale as paper, the whole face was painful and hideous, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and Lou Rou looked at Li Aotian sadly, looking at this man like a king.

It turns out that his ruthlessness is not a bluff.

This brutal man made Wan Rou feel fear at this moment.

"Get out!" Li Aotian squeezed out the word from between his lips and teeth, blunt, cold, and ruthless.

His keen ears seemed to hear movement outside, even a small movement could still make Li Aotian feel, Wan Rou wanted to push the door and leave, Li Aotian leaned forward violently and dragged her over, looking at her with cold eyes: "Hide, go." ”

Wan Rou was frightened by his eyes, didn't dare to ask the reason, and hurriedly hid behind the pear flower cabinet behind the screen.

*

Wang fu.

The cool breeze from the empty courtyard brought a touch of eerie feeling to the night.

Wow, wow, wow.

A snow-blue figure tiptoed around in the courtyard, looking at the road under his feet by the moonlight, and the little servant who was waiting for him felt that he was very abrasive, and asked: "Nine thousand years old, what are you rubbing?"

"Shut up." The nine-thousand-year-old demonic eyes shone with a bewitching light: "I heard that the prince likes to raise horses and all kinds of strange animals, and I am afraid that the feces of those animals will be trampled under the feet of this seat and dirty my shoes." ”

The little guy was speechless for a while, and he explored the way ahead, his eyes looking back and forth like lanterns.

In the barrel, Li Aotian closed his eyes and moved his ears to confirm the direction of the sound, and the slender long pointed a few drops of water in the barrel, and then 'snapped' through the window paper and bounced out......

"Oh, who hit me?"