As soon as Wei Luo fell, even if it fell heavily, her legs, hands, and body were dependent on Jingling's, and she could feel the warmth on his body through her clothes. And her breath was full of his breath, his male breath with a faint ambergris.

She lowered her head and felt a sound of Sisiso's movement, and then, a stream of heat hit the top of her head, turned to the back of her neck, and when she involuntarily shrunk her neck, she raised her cold hair to arm herself, Gongzi Jingling's low laughter came from her sideburns, "Why are you so nervous? ”

There was a deep smile in his voice, and there was a little bit of thinness and gentleness.

As soon as he felt the tenderness in these words, Wei Luo lowered his head and pursed his lips on his little face, and couldn't help but show a trace of joy.

She was moved by Jingling, and it was the kind of strong heart that she had never experienced. Almost as soon as she saw him, her heart beat faster, and the thought of being near her made her nervous, shy, and panicked with a faint anticipation oozing from the depths of her soul. Her plain sanity and intelligence will disappear and she will lurk. Unless you are stimulated suddenly, it is very difficult to appear.

This kind of emotion is not something she can control at all.

However, heartbeat was only one reason for her erratic behavior, there was another reason. The reason for this is that she knows that it is only a matter of time before her face and identity are revealed. Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, his true face, his identity as the Yue Qi princess who was killed by him, is clearly placed in front of him, and he is allowed to decide whether he is alive or dead! Since she is destined to be unable to escape, all she can do is to win his favor before that day comes. It is best to make him soft-hearted, to make him truly like himself, and to make him love himself. Only then would it be possible for her to escape with her life.

Therefore, she was very happy to feel the trace of tenderness revealed in Jingling's tone now. It can be said that she is flattering this man in her own way, like a cat, attracting the owner and impressing the owner at the same time.

However, it is not Wei Luo's character to sit back and wait, she is still racking her brains, thinking about how to stay away from him openly and honestly, until she stays in a safe place.

'Why are you so nervous?' The five words rustled into Wei Luo's ear holes, making her ears itch terribly. She kept her head down, trying to ignore the itch. As for this question, he ignored it, making it clear that he was knowingly asking.

At this moment, a large nobleman sitting in the second row on the left stood up. He shook the wine in his hand, shook his fat cheeks full of rouge, and laughed at Gongzi Jingling: "The beauty is on the side, how can the son not hug it?" It is not a gentleman's move to make the beautiful woman look down. Hahaha. ”

As soon as he said this, a commotion came from the ground. Another young nobleman pushed the woman on her knees away, causing the fifteen or sixteen-year-old beautiful girl to fall to the ground with tears of pain. The young nobleman stood up and crossed his hands at the prince of Jingling and said: "The prince is in the world for me, and this kind of husband is heroic, but he can't lose to everyone." Ha ha. ”

"Yes, yes."

"Hug, cuddle."

"I have only learned here, and my ink eyes are unparalleled, and I am worthy of my son-in-law."

"Yes."

Shouting, shouting, coaxing, laughter suddenly resounded throughout the hall, although the plain prince Jingling laughed, but always solemn and self-controlled, is the only one among the nobles in Xintian who has not had fun with the beauty in public. At this time, seeing that he took the initiative to call a small child to his side, where were everyone willing to let go? Suddenly, the roar almost pierced the roof of the temple!

Wei Luo, who lowered his head, was blushing and pale with his little face, and this red and white appeared on the same face at the same time, which can also be said to be a rare scene.

Her mouth trembled, and her heart was extremely panicked and ashamed.

Just as she was in tears, another wave of heat hit her back. The warm, male-scented heat slammed into her heart like a drum, making her heart beat so fast and so hard that it almost burst out of her chest.

Jingling Gongzi lowered his head, slowly, slowly approached her ear, his thin lips gently touched the small crystal jade ear. As soon as his lips touched, Wei Luo shrank like a rabbit and buried his head down, barely burying his entire face between his knees.

At that time, both men and women were arrogant in their affairs, and every move of Wei Luo was unique, and the prince of Jingling was only seen in his life. He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the tips of her ear that were about to drip blood, and felt her tremble slightly, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook.

He stretched out his right hand, and his iron arm wrapped around Wei Luo's small waist. After tightening her tighter, he lowered the wine with his left hand and stretched it out, hooking her chin so that her little head, which had shrunk into her knees, was raised again.

Then, he leaned close to Wei Luo's ear, and when he saw her trembling incessantly, the long eyelashes fluttered and flickered, and the tips of the eyelashes still flickered. He was stunned at first, then smiled again.

This time, he laughed out loud, and the low, rustling voice came to him, causing De Weiluo to close his eyes tightly, his mouth trembling, and even holding his breath subconsciously.

Gongzi Jingling leaned close to her ear and said softly to the ear piercing: "The ministers begged each other, are you automatically seated?" Or shall I put you in my arms? ”

Every time he said a word, Wei Luo shrank back, and the red on the tips of his ears became a little thicker. That kind of appearance made Jingling a little worried, she would faint like last time.

Not to mention, at this time, Wei Luo's heartbeat was already so rapid that she held her breath for too long, causing a tingling pain in her chest. Jingling's strong male breath, the rustling and itching heat that tickled to the tip of his heart when he spoke, and the lewd laughter wafting from the hall, made only one thought flash in her chaotic brain: I can pretend to be dizzy! I'm going to pretend to be dizzy again!

yes, I'm going to be dizzy right away.

However, when she thought of pretending to be dizzy, she felt another tingling in her ears, and then, Jing Ling's lips approached again, and his low, magnetic, slightly rapid breathing began to envelop her. Then, she heard Jingling chuckle and said, "If you dare to faint, I will tear your clothes apart." Listen to people, fainting people can also be cold! ”

As soon as these words came out, Wei Luo despaired: this demon, how did he know that he wanted to pretend to be stunned? Why did he press so hard and make himself so uncomfortable?

At this moment, Wei Luo really wanted to cry. The men in the hall are all holding people in their arms and indulging in affection, and they really sit on his lap, then, can it not be like that?

No, no! I want to have ideas, I have to think of ideas, I want to think about it, I have to think of a way right away!

When Wei Luo's heart was busy screaming, Gongzi Jingling's arm tightened, and he actually hugged her and put it on his lap.