Chapter 89: If you like the bed, I'll give it to you1

Mo Liancheng looked at her lightly and put the golden order on her waist, and didn't say anything, his eyes turned to the hand she stretched out to him, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"You want to talk back, and what you say doesn't count?" The corners of Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.

Sure enough, if a man's words are trustworthy, the sow will fly.

"Has this king promised?"

"You're ...... just now"

"Does this king have a written document?"

"You ......" the man's face was denied, and she now understood it.

"Since you don't have any, then the letter of resignation will naturally not be given to you, you are still the eighth princess of this king." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, not minding her misunderstanding at all.

"So you mean that you won't give me the bed in your bedroom?" Qu Tan'er's eyes narrowed, and swept over gloomily, if he really dared to say yes, then she would fight with him. At this time, the powder fists clenched, and his anger soared, and he couldn't help but wonder if the love that he had endured for two years would be here, and it would explode on the spot at this moment.

"This king has said, since you like that bed, I will give it to you."

"Finally, I said something human." Qu Tan'er took a deep breath and held her breath for a long time, and finally eased down at this moment. You can't want money, you can't take a break from school, but you can't go to bed.

But......

"Also, I won't give you back the gold you gave me, and since it's in my pocket, don't expect me to spit it out." The money was collected, and she was told to vomit? No way.

It's a big deal, he was not happy, so he just gave her a letter of resignation.

"The king didn't say he wanted to take it back." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, his brows didn't even wrinkle, and he directly gave her the "Golden Order".

"If it's okay, I'll go back." Qu Tan'er glared at him, she really didn't want to stare at him anymore, it was better to go back, raise the pillow and think about how to go forward.

"The show has just been staged, why don't you stay and watch the meeting with this king?"

"I don't want to see it, I'll keep you ......"

"Brother Liancheng, it turns out that you are here, and Qingyun has been looking for you for a long time." Zhao Qingyun's body appeared not far from the courtyard, and before the person arrived, the sound came.

Qu Tan'er just wanted to leave, but Zhao Qingyun's sudden arrival disrupted her original thoughts and made her unable to leave for the time being.

"She's pretty good, why don't you marry her?" Qu Tan'er asked, I really don't understand, since other women have married, why does a person who is so infatuated with him refuse to be pity?

"Do you think that if this king really marries her, she will be happy?"

"Indeed." When you enter the Eight Kings' Mansion, you may not be happy, even if outsiders seem to be happy and beautiful, but in fact, only you know it.

Seemingly...... A man still has a little conscience, and it's not too annoying.

"Brother Liancheng."

As soon as the conversation between the two ended, Zhao Qingyun rushed into the court with one flying body, with only one goal, wanting to rush into Mo Liancheng's arms.

It's just that......

"Yikes!" Qu Tan'er was not careful, let people pull, and the whole person slammed into a certain chest, and finally even how she was ripped off, and then sat on the stone bench was still confused.

Zhao Qingyun's speed was not slow, but Mo Liancheng's movements were even faster, and with a hand and a gentle pull, he pulled Qu Tan'er down and sat beside him.