Chapter 298 [Ancient] The prince is so delicate 4
A good-looking face shape, beautiful facial features, but a huge black birthmark on the left eye, which occupies almost half of the face.
It destroys the overall beauty, and the face is hateful and timid.
After years of upbringing, the young man didn't cry out urgently, but only held back a face, pursed his lips, and darkened his face.
Joan stretched out her hand into his arms, and her soft fingertips slid through the thin fabric on her chest, and even accidentally touched that point, making the boy shudder.
His face turned a little red.
He hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, but found that he couldn't break free at all.
He was horrified.
This woman's strength is so great!
You must know that although he is a little weaker for some reason, he also secretly practices martial arts in private and learns from everyone, which makes him look delicate and soft and easy to push down, but his strength is greater than that of ordinary men.
And now he is pressed by a woman and rubbed with oil, and he can't resist, it's a shame!
The boy gritted his teeth.
Joan took out a token and opened it to see that there was a Jing character written on it.
She glanced at it, asked Bei Sansan to inquire, and then played with the taste: "Jingcheng Wang Ye Qin Huaijing." β
Qiao An's voice unconsciously brought some pleasure, but she didn't expect to pick up a kitten on the side of the road, and it turned out to be her fiancΓ©.
Very good, very good.
is even less burdened if you are flirting like this.
She stretched out her hand and touched the young man's face, which was as delicate as jade, and then laughed, "But let me find you, huh?" β
The word grace has its own nasal sound, and there is a little more unspeakable taste, and the two of them are very close, and their breathing is about to blend together, rolling on their cheeks, slightly itchy, making Qin Huaijing can't help but blush, but he is even more angry, and shouts: "Let go of me!" β
He deliberately raised his voice, expecting Lin Zhe outside to save him, but there was no movement.
It's even more strange in my heart, with Lin Zhe's vigilance, he should have appeared when this woman pushed him!
Qiao An laughed, touched his face unscrupulously, rubbed the oil and said: "Don't shout, I set up a barrier, what can't be heard outside, if you don't believe it, you shout again?" Tell you, no one will save you if you scream out your throat! β
Qin Huaijing didn't believe it, he still shouted Lin Zhe for a long time, and he didn't see Lin Zhe come to save him, but the sound of Lin Zhe chatting with Bei Sansan came faintly.
His face was a little ugly, and he also noticed that something was wrong, and stabilized his mind and said, "Who are you?" β
Ordinary people simply don't have such power!
He couldn't help but think of the miscellaneous book of fox demons and scholars he had read not long ago, and a little surprise appeared on his face.
Qiao An said: "The concubine is actually the cat you saved ten years ago, and I came here today just to repay my kindness, but I didn't expect it, but I haven't seen you for ten years, you who originally held me and stroked me, actually deceived the concubine and didn't let the concubine know your identity, which really made the concubine sad." β
As he spoke, he let go of Qin Huaijing, sat up, lowered his head and cried, and by the way, he turned his face sideways and aimed the intact side at Qin Huaijing.
Qin Huaijing was fooled by this, but felt a little embarrassed, and even felt a little guilty, and began to feel that he had deceived first, and the girl should be angry, so he automatically ignored Qiao An's oil just now.
He sat up slowly, straightened his clothes, looked at Qiao An's appearance, he was a little unbearable, and his heart softened a little somehow, he pursed his lips, took out a handkerchief, handed it to Qiao An, and softly comforted: "Don't cry." β