Chapter 132: The Domineering President's Kill

Xue Yan knew that he was at a loss, and said without hesitation: "Unfortunately, I know that you are angry and came to apologize." Vertex "

Xue Yan didn't mean to hide it at all, and he didn't be sloppy, so he went straight to the point. Seeing that he had a good attitude, he felt better, but he still had a stinky expression on his face, and he was unhappy at first glance. However, what she didn't know was that when she said this, her mouth was unconsciously pursed, and her expression looked like an ordinary girl who was angry and coquettish with her boyfriend, which caused a ripple in Xue Yan's heart. The so-called peony flower dies, and it is also romantic to be a ghost. Xue Yan even felt that even if the prison painting was unreasonable and unreasonable at the moment, he could gladly accept it, not to mention that he felt ashamed.

"You know everything?" Xue Yan stared intently at the face of the prison painting, as if he was afraid of seeing a trace of displeasure on her face.

The prison painting had no resistance to his eyes, but now although he was angry, his cheeks were red from his staring. Knowing that he would be like this, he said angrily: "Look at what to see! I've never seen a beautiful woman! ”

Xue Yan's expression was rarely serious: "Beauty, I know it's wrong, can you watch it for a while?" ”

He said this kind of thing seriously, which made the heartbeat of the prison painting even faster. She was so frightened that she turned her head away, pressed her palm to her chest, and said to herself: Could this be the ghost of that Rauszitilian? Why can Xue Yan say anything casually to make her red-faced? This Tilian can't be only effective for women, right? That's too unfair, won't you be eaten to death in the future?

Phew! What's next? Where did it come from? I have been hidden by this man for so long, and I was still confused when I met, can I still have a future with him? He was very dissatisfied with his reaction, forced down the turmoil in his heart, and said with a straight face: "Okay, you see. You are Hades, you are the greatest. A person like me who can take him home as a concubine by casually making a sedan chair, how dare he argue with Lord Yama? ”

Xue Yan's expression became more serious. He has always smiled and treated her gently, but at the moment when she is angry, he is not coaxing her like those male protagonists in idol dramas, but as if he is dealing with a grand disaster

It is difficult to have a kind of momentum of raising a knife to go into battle, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang walked to the prison painting and sat on the sofa next to her. The faint coercion that Lord Yama took seriously also emanated, unlike every time he was angry, this time his coercion was majestic and stable, like an invisible aura covering the prison painting, which was very battlefield-like.

The prison painting didn't know what he was going to do, and shrank aside a little nervously, looking at him vigilantly.

"Prison painting, I was not good back then. Since I decided to marry you, I should have taken it seriously. I've never been married, the only time I married you. For such an important matter, I should have picked you up in person according to the ceremony of marrying the concubine, instead of just sending a few palanquin bearers and four unreliable guys, which is indeed too hasty. Later, when I heard that you had run away from marriage, I was carried away by the anger and did not investigate carefully. If I had done one of these two things, you and I would not have missed these 400 years. It's all my fault. His proximity made her heart tremble. The analysis and apology were uttered by his low voice, accompanied by the cool breath that he was close by, which made her even more intoxicated.

In fact, she understands that he can find many reasons. For example, it was a head-covered marriage, and the two parties were not very familiar with each other and had no feelings; For example, at that time, people attached great importance to the etiquette system, and the etiquette system stipulated that the procedure for marrying a side concubine had to be followed; He even said that he could make up an excuse to say that he was too concerned about her escape from marriage, and he was sad for a hundred years. These words, after four hundred years, who knows if they are true or false? There is nothing wrong with coaxing a girl who has never been in a relationship before.

But Xue Yan didn't. He just looked at her fixedly, said it all without any words to justify himself, and then took her anger without hiding.

She couldn't get angry. It's 400 years ago, and I still don't remember it, how can I feel? But Xue Yan didn't think so. He turned the prison painting back and shrunk his body, then looked at her face to face, and asked word by word: "Prison painting, I'm sorry for making you angry." ”

Look, these old men who haven't been in love for thousands of years just don't know

Flexible. If you just say a few words, why should you be so serious? Now she doesn't know what to do. It seems too easy to forgive him. Let's say I don't forgive, it doesn't seem to be that serious. This man usually looks very smart when he flirts with her, why is his emotional intelligence suddenly out of line at this time?

She turned her face away, not wanting to face him. He thought she was so angry that she didn't want to look at him, so he moved his hands directly, held her face in front of him, stepped forward and looked at her directly and said, "Prison painting, how do you want me to compensate you?" You name it, and I'll satisfy you. ”

Xue Yan actually meant it literally. But now that the prison painting is being held by him, and he is so close to face to face, he has long been distracted, and as soon as he heard Xue Yan say this, many unhealthy pictures appeared in his mind.

What are you thinking? It's too dangerous! After a while, the prison painting finally woke up from this indescribable reverie, and grabbed Xue Yan's hand as if pulling it down. Where did Xue Yan know what the prison painting was thinking, and thought that the prison painting was making awkward noise, and he didn't know where the inspiration came from, so he directly put his mouth up and kissed the prison painting's lips.

Prison Painting just watched Xue Yan use the trick of the domineering president in the idol drama. She knew in her heart that if this kiss continued, she would be ** going to fall. Sure enough, as Xue Yan's kiss deepened, the prison painting was still amazed by the power of Xue Yan's earth-shattering kiss, and slowly lost the ability to think, as if the brain was heated in warm water, all the functions stopped working, and could only continue to bubble. And the resentment in her heart also flew out of her heart little by little with these bubbles, and dissipated in the air.

This damn kiss lasted about a minute or so. The heart of the prison painting is like a boat floating on the sea, looking down at the ocean, looking up at the blue sky, unable to leave, can only follow the current, ups and downs in the waves, I don't know where I am and where I want to go.

This move is really powerful, no wonder it is called the lore of the domineering president. For half a minute after the kiss stopped, the brain remained in a mushy state, frozen.