Ye Feng raised his eyes to look at her, only to feel funny, "Why are you willing to get out of the car again?" The expression on his face was faint, without a trace of embarrassment and shame.

Flower snort, a hypocrite! He ignored him, and raised his hand to open the curtain.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng grabbed her sleeve again and pulled her back.

If the same mistake is made twice, Hana will be mad at herself.

At the moment of falling, she mustered up all her strength to run her true qi, pushed his hand away, and flew out. At the same time, don't forget to turn around and stick out your tongue towards Yefeng.

Murong Yunyan was stunned. Why is the scent of flowers on the carriage? Did she come with Ye Feng again this time?

Ye Feng didn't stop her, and slowly got out of the car, with an elegant and leisurely posture.

However, there was a noticeable red mark on his neck. The clothes are gorgeous and noble, but the collar is ravaged and wrinkled, which does not match his temperament at all, but it makes people think about how these two were in the car just now.

Joke! How could the seven princes who were icy and jade be blasphemed? What's more, the other party is still a little-known little girl!

The marble, which has always been held high, suddenly falls from the clouds that people look up to, but it will kill people.

Murong Yunyan seemed to be stuffed with cotton in his throat, and he couldn't say anything, and he didn't want to say anything.

She took a step closer, trying to help her sweetheart straighten his clothes, but it occurred to her that no one was allowed to come within three feet of him. And, for him, she is nothing now.

But what does the fragrance of flowers mean to him?

She took a deep breath and saluted, "Yunyan has seen the Seventh Highness. ”

In the end, she chose to pretend she didn't see anything.

He was followed by a crowd of people saluting. Although they were all curious about who the girl who flew out of the carriage of the Seven Princes was, and even more curious about her relationship with the Seven Princes, no one dared to ask. I had to suppress all kinds of unwillingness, jealousy, and envy in my heart.

Hua Xiang was far away from the carriage, and when he looked back, Na Yefeng was unduly dressed to accept everyone's salute, and couldn't help but be annoyed, did this guy deliberately make his relationship with her unclear? That guy doesn't know how to write shame?

Although the person who really can't write is her......

She flew back with two more steps, and approached Yefeng under the even more surprised gaze of everyone.

And then—he yanked his collar viciously, and slapped it a few more times to smooth it out. By the way, the pinched red marks were covered.

Ye Feng coughed twice very cooperatively, looking like a victim, and sighed helplessly.

Zhuli just wanted to cry: "Flower, Miss Hua, what happened to my master?" ”

Hua Xiang glared at him fiercely and said, "What's wrong with me?" "She's just risking being searched by the crowd and coming back to help Yefeng sort out her clothes, okay? Who made him not have long hands and refused to tidy up by himself!

Zhu Li didn't notice the danger in her eyes, and her tone was even more aggrieved, and even cried: "Miss Hua, my master is already weak, and he can't stand your bullying......"

He was telling the truth. Every time I see Huaxiang and the master together, I have to refresh his cognitive ability. The black-bellied master of his family will not be alone every time, either he is bitten, loses his jade pendant, is assassinated, or he is choked by the neck and is laughed at in front of the public......

Everyone deeply sympathized with the Seven Princes. It must be that this Miss Hua is too uneducated and bullied the Seventh Prince. After all, the Seventh Prince is a principled person, and he is not close to women, he is beautiful and powerful, and there are many people who like to admire him.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince must have been threatened by Huaxiang so that he had no choice but to be with her.

Floral forehead crossed a black line.