The little girl blushed, and her eyes did not look at him, and she complained silently.

The depression and anger in his heart dissipated for three points, the man's dark eyes were dark, and his rough thumb rubbed her slightly red and swollen lips - he kissed too hard, and there was indeed obvious swelling.

Bowed his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, Pei Lingqi's voice was hoarse, "Pei Junxiu made you unhappy?" ”

"No, Prince An came to me to complain." Sheng Han's sleeves said softly, and there was clearly visible dissatisfaction hidden between his vivid eyebrows.

Dissatisfaction means caring.

Pei Lingqi retreated, just wanted to kiss and love this girl, and his arms around her tightened more and more, "I've never been close to him, don't take his words to heart." ”

"Then what does the prince have to say to me?"

Sheng Hansleeve raised his face, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and repeated with unprecedented seriousness: "Does the prince have something to say?" ”

It seems to be a simple question, without half accusations and resentment.

Pei Lingqi was so looked at by her, a piece of his body collapsed in the depths, and he kissed her without thinking, and his forehead was against it, "The marriage unanimously approved by the Queen Mother and the emperor has been issued today." ”

"The prince took it." Sheng Hansleeve said, nodded to himself, and said, "I haven't seen what the Holy Decree looks like, can the prince show me?" ”

The red-clothed people retreated at some point, and the huge front hall was left with the two of them gathered in a chair.

In the future, when there are no outsiders, I'll call you by your name, okay?

Pei Lingqi's Adam's apple rolled, and since he stepped into the threshold, what she called was the word "Wangye" that he was used to.

Listening to her such a breezy "request" again, the man inevitably tightened her waist, and his voice was deep, "Sleeves." ”

"Ahh Sheng Hansleeve pretended to be enlightened, "It shouldn't be convenient for me to show it?" Forget it, you don't have to watch it anyway. ”

"Sheng Han's sleeves!" He called her by name and surname, and his anger was evident.

"Aang." The girl blinked blankly and ignorantly, and then leaned over to kiss him, her tone soft and glutinous like a coquette, "Is the prince angry?" But Lord Wang, I may be pinched purple by you on my waist, it hurts. ”

He suddenly let go of his hand, made a gesture to check, and realized that this was not a private bedroom, so he picked her up and walked out.

The little girl was making trouble with him, and he vaguely knew that the more she made trouble, the sweeter her voice became, which could be called a gentle murder knife.

"It's not that I won't show you." Pei Lingqi hoarsely voiced, "You know that you won't be happy when you see it, what are you doing to block yourself." ”

"I'm curious." Sheng Hansleeve leaned on his shoulder and smiled, "Besides, who said that I would be unhappy when I watched it." ”

He paused.

"Lord Wang." The girl didn't use much strength to push him, "In broad daylight, there are a lot of people here, go back to the room soon." ”

Pei Lingqi glanced sideways at her bright smiling face, didn't say anything here, and walked quickly towards the main courtyard.

When he arrived in the bedroom, he kicked the door and put the little girl on the bed, supporting his hands on her sides, "You are obedient, sleeves, if you want to see the holy decree, I will let someone find something else to show you, and you don't ......have to worry about the rest."

Don't worry about it.

The words didn't come out of his mouth, and after only a few seconds of pause, Sheng Hansleeve looked at him with a smile and said, "I don't want to care about it." ”

After all, you can't manage it if you want to.

The man's body froze, and after a moment, a huge wave appeared under his dark eyes, and his broad chest overturned, "Don't care? ”

Pei Lingqi chewed three words, knowing that this naughty girl was probably deliberately angry with him, but she was still a little out of control, and asked at a distance from her lips through a thin piece of paper: "Little thing, do you need to clean it up?" ”