"Want to go?" The man in black swept towards Su Ranhua, with an indifferent tone and indifferent eyes, it seemed that her comings and goings had nothing to do with him, but it was obvious that he brought her here.

"I'm hungry."

Similarly, Su Ranhua lightly spit out three words, which made the eyes of the man in black flash a little stunned, and then showed a slight smile.

Su Ran raised his eyebrows, pressed his rumbling belly, and sat back in his chair.

Go, she really didn't mean that. Since the silence came, she knew that she would not walk away easily.

It's just that from morning to afternoon, she didn't eat anything at all, and she was very hungry.

"Smack!"

Su Ranhua was looking at it extravagantly, and a water bag was thrown in front of him.

The behavior of the man in black also stunned her, but she didn't think much about it, Su Ranhua picked up the water bag, unscrewed her mouth, drank it all over the world, and finally didn't forget to wipe the water stains that spilled on her chin.

"You're not afraid that I'll poison you?" The voice of the man in black was still low and hoarse as disguised.

"Will you?" Su Ran's picture is disdainful, vigilance is needed, but it should not be maintained all the time.

"Not yet." The man in black said bluntly, did not deny Su Ran's words, and stood up, "But-"

The man in black approached Su Ranhua, leaned over, and pressed Su Ranhua who was sitting on a chair.

The bare eyes were as sharp as a nighthawk, shining brightly, and the black scarf covered the mysterious face, hanging low on the slightly raised face painted by Su Ran.

The two of them were close at hand, and there was only a gap between the faces they were sticking to, and Su Ran's hand moved slightly, calculating the probability of tearing off the face towel between raising his hands.

"But what?" Su Ran asked with a smile, inducing the man in black to pay attention to her face.

"Still, even if I'm so close to you, you can't see me."

The man in black changed the topic and picked up Su Ran's intention, his eyes flashed, and he clicked on Su Ran's acupoint between raising his hand, making her unable to move.

The distance between his faces widened, and the man in black retracted to look at Su Ran's painting with anger hidden between his eyebrows, and a light smile appeared on the corners of his lips covered under the face towel.

"What do you want to do?" Su Ranhua maintained a posture of looking up, and asked in a cold voice, sitting on a chair at this time and unable to move, which was even more uncomfortable than being tied.

"I wonder what else you can do now?" The man in black leaned down and put his hands on the armrests of the chair where Su Ran was sitting, and gathered Su Ran in his body, forming a small and suffocating space.

"You're not just going to make me a wooden man, are you?" Su Ran's painting concealed the unhappiness in his heart and said calmly.

"Sometimes, wooden people are easier to manipulate, aren't they?" The face of the man in black was close to Su Ran's painting, close to the tip of his nose, but there was a layer of black scarf across it, blocking the breath of both sides.

But from the smiling eyes of the man in black, Su Ran saw the ambiguity and the danger of being bullied.

Men are animals that use their lower bodies. Ximen Hao is, and so does this guy.

Su Ranhua scolded secretly.

"If you dare to act recklessly, I will definitely make you regret it." Su Ranhua stared at the eyes of the man in black, and said coldly, his voice was cruel.

The man in black stared at Su Ranhua, raised his hand against her chin, and swiped his thumb on her soft chin.

Suddenly, with a wave of the black-clothed man's hand, he tore off the shirt painted by Su Ran from the neckline, and half of the fragrant shoulder was visible at a glance.

And his eyes suddenly condensed when he saw the skin painted by Su Ran.

There are several dark purple marks on the original jade-like skin, recording a wind and rain in the past, and the tooth marks on the shoulders that have not faded are even more conspicuous.

"Hehe," the man in black let out a chuckle, "I didn't expect Princess Bei to be really favored, I guess last night's fish and water joy was wonderful." ”

"You'd better cover me up, or don't let me get out of here alive, and if you leave me alone, I'll avenge today!" Su Ranhua raised his head and said hatefully.

"Really?" The man in black gently rested his hand on the edge of Su Ran's painted shirt, and as long as he moved again, he could tear it off.

So—those purple streaks......

The eyes of the man in black condensed into a cold and bottomless deep point, and his palm tightly clutched Su Ran's clothes.

He didn't want to see a body like this!

Each purple mark pierced his eye like a hidden arrow.

The man in black's hand let go of Su Ran's shirt, and tapped her twice between ups and downs.

Suddenly, Su Ranhua felt a sense of relaxation, and he could finally lower his head for a long time, pull up the shirt hanging on his shoulders, straighten it up, and stand up.

"Do you want to leave now?" The man in black stared coldly at Su Ran's actions, and his ink eyes returned to indifference and coldness.

"Originally, I thought I could talk to you for a while, but it doesn't seem like there's any need for that." Su Ranhua bypassed the man in black and walked out of the house.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Su Ranhua stopped, "However, you won't just let me return to the Prime Minister's Mansion so simply, right?" ”

"What are you going to do when you go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion It's better to send you back to the North Palace. The man in black didn't give Su Ranhua any chance to have any doubts at all, and walked like the wind, approaching, clasping her shoulders again, and swept up.

Whirring under her feet, Su Ran thought to herself that if she had the opportunity, she would definitely learn this ancient kung fu. A killer from modern times, in the face of the masters of this era, exposes one weakness after another.

The man in black flashed left and right with Su Ran's painting, and soon stopped on the back wall of a mansion.

"This is not the Northern Palace." Su Ranhua looked around calmly.

"As long as you can go back to the North Palace." The man in black said and jumped into the courtyard wall with Su Ran's painting. Came to a room with ease, flicked the door valve with his fingers a few times, opened the door, pushed Su Ranhua in, and then flashed away without waiting for Su Ranhua to ask.

At this time, it was dusk, and the autumn sun had set early, and only the light was sprinkled into the window lattice.

Su Ran carefully stepped out of the threshold, trying to figure out what this place was.

"Are you sure you hear a noise in the Princess's room?" When a voice came, Su Ranhua hurriedly flashed back to the house, closed the door, and hid behind the door.

"Really, I just heard the door open." There is a maid who swears by it.

Su Dye painting looked around the house, filled with a bright red color, extravagant antique, the items placed are very exquisite, especially the pair of red candles placed on the table, bright and extremely eye-catching, obviously the decoration of the newlywed period, the person said that it was the princess's room, is it Su Dyeqing? She just married into the Nanwang Mansion by herself, and at this time, the aftermath of the newlywed has not dissipated, and it is common sense to retain the color of red.

Su Ran was thinking about it, and someone had already walked outside.