As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Bao became angry.

Although, she had long known that a perfect man like Mo Junyi was like Tang Sanzang, attracting the covetousness of demons and monsters from all walks of life.

It's just that even if those women are really attracted to Mo Junyi, they can't do such a bad thing.

In addition, last night, because she ate something that was fed by Su Mengdie, she made that kind of embarrassment in front of Mo Junyi.

Just thinking about it, Yuan Bao was ashamed in his heart.

Just when Yuan Bao was angry in his heart, a commotion suddenly sounded from outside the door.

"Miss Su, the prince said, if you don't see Miss Su, please go back to Miss Su!"

"Nope! I want to see the Winged King, please let me meet the Winged King, Winged King......"

With the woman's mournful cry, a pink-green figure rushed in from outside.

The pink-green light leno skirt is long and drags the ground, making the woman's already snow-white complexion even more snow-white and flawless.

If the shoulders are shaved and the waist is slim, it is the willow shaking flower that smiles and moistens the first Yan.

I have to say that this Su Mengdie knows how to dress herself very well.

Take a look at this pink-green floor-to-ceiling light leno skirt, lining her as soft and elegant as water, and endlessly charming and exquisite.

The black hair is like a waterfall, but she is holding a simple bun, and a lotus flower in her hair is shaking gently with her movements, and she is more lined than Hua Jiao.

The beauty is delicate, looking forward to life.

Especially the pair of affectionate and pitiful eyes with a bit of grievance and grievance, and a layer of water swirling under the eyes, which made the woman look more and more pitiful.

In this way, when I see a woman who is still pitiful, she is soft and weak, even if she is a hard-hearted man, she will feel pity.

It's just that, looking at Su Mengdie, who looked pitiful in front of him, as if he had been wronged, Yuan Bao only felt funny and speechless.

If it hadn't happened last night, Yuan Bao would actually be very sympathetic to this Su Mengdie.

After all, there is nothing wrong with loving someone, especially, a perfect and excellent big man like Mo Junyi.

He is like a cold moon hanging high in the sky, cold and lonely, difficult to touch, but can't help but think about it.

It's just that no matter how much you like someone, unscrupulous means are wrong.

In particular, it is still used in the same way as to be indiscriminate.

Even if she did succeed last night, so what!?

What she got was only Mo Junyi's body, not Mo Junyi's heart.

Moreover, as long as I think about it, if this Su Mengdie's treacherous plan succeeded last night......

Just thinking of this, Yuan Bao was even more angry.

Especially, looking at the delicate and crying appearance of the woman in front of her, people who don't know think that Mo Junyi has lost her!

Just when Yuan Bao was thinking indignantly, Qingyun, who was originally waiting outside the door, looked even more anxious and annoyed.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates have already taken Miss Su, but Miss Su ......"

Qingyun spoke, and his eyebrows were full of self-blame and chagrin.

After all, as the prince's personal guard, it was really a dereliction of duty to let others disturb the prince.

If it were anyone else, he would have thrown it out without saying a word.

It's just the identity of this Miss Su, but the daughter of the city lord, he doesn't dare to use force, for fear that if he hurts this woman, he will hurt the harmony between his prince and the city lord of Su, which will be bad.

Even if he also knew that his own prince was not afraid of this......

Just when Qingyun blamed himself, Mo Junyi just looked indifferent and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go down."

The man spoke, although his tone was cold, but there was no half of blame on his face, and Qingyun was greatly relieved and turned to retreat.

With Qingyun's departure, Su Mengdie, who had originally rushed in, couldn't hold back any longer, her figure flashed, and then the whole person, like a flower butterfly, flew towards Mo Junyi's side.