Chapter 889: Slapped Elizabeth in the Face (1)
t This kiss lasted a long, long time.
His hands rubbed against hers.
I thought it was planted again today.
Who knows, there was a knock on the door outside, "Young Master, Your Highness has come down." β
Your Highness......?
Qianli Mist's blue eyes blinked, and his eyes looked at Emperor Yetong a little pitifully, and his face was still a little flushed.
But inside.
The mood that finally rose was a lot lower, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head.
His Royal Highness is no one else, it should be only Elizabeth, right?
She pushed away the emperor's night pupils, and her tone was a little cold, "Your fiancΓ©e is here, won't you go down to entertain you?" β
Looking at Qianli's expression.
Emperor Ye Hitomi frowned heroically.
He reached out and patted Qianli's little head and said, "No, don't go." β
"Oh."
Chiri pouted.
She went into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water, but her face was gloomy.
Water droplets dripped from the hair, outlining the palm-sized face.
Although he knows Emperor Yetong's intentions very well, his fiancΓ©e's incident is extremely unhappy every time he hears it.
Thinking about it.
There are two more hands on his waist.
Emperor Yetong wrapped around her waist from behind, and her thin lips also drew a vague arc.
Qianli looked in the mirror and glanced at his smile in the mirror, and her already not very good mood was even worse.
Is there any mistake?
I've already expressed a strong sense of unhappiness, but he can still laugh?!
Qianli pushed him, "You hurry up and let go of me." β
"Why?"
"I don't like it!"
"But you just said you liked it."
"That was just now."
Chiri reached out and patted his arm off, "I don't like it now." β
ββ¦β¦β
The thin lip smile of the emperor's sexy eyes deepened, because one pleasant thing was determined -
She's jealous?
Otherwise, why did the attitude change so quickly just by hearing Elizabeth's name?
He raised his eyebrows and said, "What vinegar should be eaten and what vinegar should not be eaten, you still don't know?" β
"Then you won't go down to see her?" "No, no."
ββ¦β¦β
The two of you said a word, and the atmosphere was a lot warmer.
Meanwhile.
Downstairs.
Elizabeth was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of black tea in her hand, sipping gently, "Brother Night Pupil hasn't come down yet?" β
A maid stepped forward, "Your Highness, don't worry, someone has gone up to inform." β
"How long will we have to wait?"
"The eldest young master should be in the office, and we don't know the specific time."
"That plaything is up there too?"
ββ¦β¦β
The maid was stunned.
After thinking about it, I realized that the "plaything" in Elizabeth's mouth was Qianli, so she said, "If you mean Miss Qianli, then it is indeed with the eldest young master." β
Hearing this, Elizabeth's face became a lot more ugly.
The study and bedroom of the emperor night pupil are in the same room, because the emperor night hitomi has a habit of cleanliness, she has not been to his room, but Qianli did.
Minute by minute.
For three minutes, there was no news upstairs.
Elizabeth waited a little impatiently, and her face became even more ugly.
The maid had no choice but to say, "The eldest young master must be working seriously, so he didn't care about you, he only heard you coming, didn't he all come downstairs to see you?" β
Others chimed in, "Yes! β
Listen to this.
Elizabeth's face looked a little better.
As soon as she was about to say something, the maid who had gone upstairs to call someone walked down with an apologetic look on her face, "Your Highness, I'm very sorry...... The eldest young master said that he didn't have time. β
That sentence echoed in the silent hall like a slap in Elizabeth's face.