Chapter 29 Is It Bad to Be a Little Mouth?
Somewhat uneasy about the silence around him, Gui Chu glanced at the reddened mark on his face, then turned to look sideways at the broken teacup on the ground, and moved his paw cautiously.
Looking at the girl who was like a little goldfish below, shrunk and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, Rong Tingliu sneered lightly.
"Biting someone is like running away?"
Hearing his lukewarm question, Gui Chu couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, but when he thought of Fang Cai's matter, he straightened his waist again.
"You can't blame me for this, you did me first, I'm just defending myself!"
"Misdeeds?"
Rong glanced at her and pinched her little chin.
"It's a bad thing to be a little mouthful?"
"Yes......"
Rong Tianliu smiled when he heard this, easily opened her small chin and leaned a little closer.
"Don't forget, you're my concubine.
Don't say it's like that just now, even if I ask you directly, it's okay. ”
"You ......"
His cheeks flushed, and Gui Chu glared at him in disbelief, this beast!
"But ......"
Rong Tilt released her jaw, meaningfully.
"I'm not in a hurry, I can wait slowly.
One day, you willingly lie down under me, obediently and skillfully let me bully. ”
"Impossible!"
Gui Chu glanced at him fiercely and said with a cold face.
"There won't be a day, don't you think!"
"Really?"
Rong Tianliu touched her face, and saw that her face was cold, and she didn't speak, but just forgot about the candle flame not far away.
The deep Chen Yuan's ink pupils were reflected in the candlelight, and suddenly the style was exhausted, and the brilliance was infinite.
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The solemn and quiet palace gate is particularly lively tonight.
The sharp hilt of the sword pressed against the woman's soft chin and slid lightly twice.
There were some ancient carvings on the hilt of the sword, which fell on the skin, and there was some stinging.
Looking at the woman who was silently suffering pain but still pursing her mouth, Chu Liyang still had a cold face, raised the hilt of the sword, and slowly raised the woman's chin.
"Don't you say it yet?"
Qiu Sheng just smiled lightly when he heard this, his expression was as usual, and he couldn't see the slightest timidity.
"Fang just said that the slave just happened to pass by here, and as for the adult to ask, the slave doesn't know."
"Really?"
Chu Liyang glanced at her and withdrew his sword.
"There is a curfew in the palace, which palace minion, there are no rules like this."
Qiu Sheng closed his eyes, today Chu Liyang actually went to the palace gate to keep vigil in person, and I don't know what the situation is?
And the young lady's side......
"Slaves are ......"
"Leave!"
Before Qiu Sheng finished speaking, he was interrupted, raised his eyes and glanced at the people who came in a hurry, and his face sank.
Heyi gasped and walked to Chu Liyang's side, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that Qiu Sheng was still alive and well.
"She is the personal girl next to her mother, called Qiu Sheng.
The Lord has commanded you to let her go. ”
"Hmmm......"
Chu Liyang's cold eyes swept over Qiu Sheng, hugged the hilt of the sword, and dodged away.
Heyi smiled and helped Qiu Sheng up, glanced at her with some concern, and opened her mouth when she saw that she was unharmed.
"Miss Sheng is frightened, it's late, let's go back to the palace first!"
Qiu Sheng patted the dust on his shirt and looked at him tentatively.
"I don't know ...... my young lady"
"Niangniang is resting in the dormitory with the lord, Miss Sheng doesn't have to worry, go back to Xuandu Palace quickly!"
Qiu Sheng's eyes darkened, and he smiled at him.
"Yes, it's time for trouble."
Heyi waved her hand and grinned.
"It should be, it should be ......"
This is the little celebrity next to the mother!
Heyi touched his chin, he had to take precautions and hug his "thighs" in advance.