"Why not?" Nangong Zhao'an's voice sounded.

"How so? Master, you are so suave, why is Bing'er unwilling? Yun Bing immediately pretended to be willing and smiled flatteringly.

Nangong Zhaoan looked at the little girl in front of him, how could this girl change so quickly, just now she had an expression that she didn't want to kill me, how did it become so fast now? Hehe, it's fun!

"Master, look, you are so graceful, handsome and handsome, how could I not want to? Hehe~~" After Yun Bing finished speaking, he felt like he was turning into a dog's leg in a second.

"Huh? Why does this king think that Bing'er is saying something against his will? Nangong Zhaoan smiled slightly, and Yun Bing was stupid on the spot.

What a demon! Every gesture can attract yourself, hey!

"How so? Bing'er lives in the palace now, won't she rely on you in the future! Yun Bing said with a flattering smile.

"Then Bing'er will start massage!" Nangong Zhaoan twisted his head to the side after speaking, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't stop laughing in his heart.

"Okay, okay, okay, then Bing'er begins." Yun Bing smiled flatteringly, and had already scolded Nangong Zhaoan thousands of times in his heart.

Yun Bing's hands were put on Nangong Zhao'an's shoulders, and he squeezed hard, and Yun Bing's hands hurt when he pinched them, but what about this master?

Not only did he not feel pain, but he also had an expression of enjoyment, Yun Bing's face was suddenly covered with black lines, and he immediately couldn't pinch it well.

Nangong Zhaoan felt uncomfortable, so he asked Yun Bing to stop and ask, "Won't Bing'er massage?" Why is it so uncomfortable? ”

"Bing'er has already pressed it well!" Yun Bing completely pretended to be stupid, looking like I care about you, anyway, I pinched it.

"That king tells you what a real massage is!" After Nangong Zhaoan finished speaking, he instantly transferred to Yun Bing's back and massaged Yun Bing.

"Okay, Bing'er will also learn the massage skills of the prince!" Yun Bing pretended to study, secretly lowered his head, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Let you always bully me, be fooled! Hahahaha!

Yun Bing was enjoying Nangong Zhao'an's massage while secretly smiling, and his heart was drowsy, and he fell asleep after a while.

Nangong Zhao'an, who was massaging Yun Bing, smiled at the corner of his mouth, how could he not know the careful thoughts in his heart, he just disdained to expose it, just let him enjoy the massage technique, so that he could talk about things openly and openly for a while.

"Bing'er? Bing'er? Nangong Zhaoan screamed twice, and found that Yun Bing had fallen asleep, so Nangong Zhaoan had no choice but to hug Yun Bing and put him on the bed and cover the quilt.

Who knows, as soon as the quilt was covered, Yun Bing kicked off the quilt, and Nangong Zhaoan could only cover it again.

Nangong Zhaoan turned around and sat on Tan Hua's wooden bench, waved his hands, and the window slowly opened without any sound.

Nangong Zhaoan looked out the window, the atmosphere of the lights, but Nangong Zhaoan's deep eyes showed a sad and lonely look, which was very incompatible with the atmosphere of the lights outside.

A trace of anger flashed in Nangong Zhaoan's eyes, didn't his father believe him? Why do you have to ask for marriage yourself? Was it because he was afraid that he would rob him of the throne?

Hehe, Nangong Zhaoan sneered, his soft heart couldn't withstand this injury from his father, and it is estimated that in this father-son game, the most innocent person should be this waste wood girl! Nangong Zhao'an had blood on his hands for the sake of his mother's last wish, just to seize the throne and fulfill his mother's wishes, but this girl had to be sacrificed.