Ling Siqing was a little stunned, and his eyes seemed to be mixed with affection.

Qiao Muyu suddenly turned over, jumped directly over the railing, the tassel on the bamboo flute swayed, and Qiao Muyu, who landed lightly, carried it behind him, and walked towards her step by step: "Miss Ling San, do you miss this prince?" ”

Ling Siqing woke up like an electric shock, but a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he couldn't help pouting, and said perfunctorily: "The room is boring, walk around at will, and come here unintentionally, it seems that it has disturbed the interest of the Sixth Highness, so I will leave." ”

"Why be in such a hurry? This prince is not a flood beast, since he is here, it is better to go in and sit and rest. Qiao Muyu took a step faster, grabbed her wrist, turned around and walked her to his palace, "This prince is also idle and bored, just so we can chat and have fun." ”

Qiao Muyu walked quickly, Ling Siqing trotted quickly, and entered the living room in a blink of an eye.

Ling Siqing was taken to the bedroom by him all the time, and she was finally able to stop her passive footsteps, she shook off Qiao Muyu's hand, frowned, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Chatting and having fun!" Qiao Muyu said, walked quickly to close the door, and locked it by the way: "I don't believe that you can come to me without intention, I'm afraid that the flowers are unintentional, and the flowing water is affectionate!" ”

Facing Qiao Muyu's sharp point, Ling Siqing was suddenly a little embarrassed.

She did hear the sound of the flute and came here unconsciously, but for him, she did have a heart, and she was suddenly provoked, and she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and she turned around and was about to pull the door lock: "It's that you're thinking too much, I'm leaving." ”

The wrist was buckled again, Ling Siqing's eyes flickered, and he felt that he was turned over by **, and after stabilizing his sight, he was facing Qiao Muyu's face full of playful smiles.

My heart suddenly panicked, and the premonition of not wanting to spread more and more throughout my body.

"Yes!" Qiao Muyu smiled openly, lowered his head and slowly approached Ling Siqing's obviously stunned face, blinked, and looked at her motionlessly: "Miss Ling San, who wants to do things unreasonably, how can she want to leave so easily!" Miss Ling San, it is not right to deceive others, but it is even more wrong to deceive yourself......"

"When did I fool whom?" Ling Siqing was forced by him to the door, unable to move, and replied stubbornly.

"Miss Ling San obviously likes the sound of this flute, and this flute sound is played by this prince, so she indirectly said: Miss Ling San likes this prince, because she likes it, she misses it, and misses the kiss of this prince......"

"You're arguing, I'm just here to listen to the sound of the flute!" Ling Siqing stabilized his mind and retorted.

"Huh?" Qiao Muyu's voice was very soft, as if he was whispering, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were bright, "Since Miss Ling San doesn't want to admit it, then the prince won't pursue it, but ......"

The slight pause in his voice instantly made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

"What?" Ling Siqing subconsciously asked, looking at his leisurely appearance, if it weren't for the fact that his hands were clamped, he really wanted to put a palm print on that handsome and bewitching face. "Why do you want to keep me here?"

"Miss Ling San has a good memory, didn't she forget to obey the words of this prince within three months, otherwise it would ......"

How else is that? Ling Siqing wanted to ask, moved her lips, but she didn't ask, she seemed afraid to hear the answer, or afraid of the existence of this 'otherwise'...... This slightly panicked expression was reflected in Qiao Muyu's eyes, but it became a desire to cover up.

Qiao Muyu couldn't help but smile, secretly interesting, her mood was slightly raised, the stars in her phoenix eyes were split into pieces, and with the flow of candlelight, a thick smile seemed to be watching how she should react.

For a long time, Ling Siqing leaned against the door like this, and Qiao Muyu looked at her like this......

Their eyes are intertwined, their eyes are dyed with candlelight, there is no charming lingering, there are no thousand words, but they are better than the encounter and acquaintance in the silent realm, as if they have passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, only for each other......

In the elegant hall, the maid had already prepared exquisite dishes, and Ling Siqing was holding her wine glass, a little at a loss.

Qiao Muyu was unusual, there was no other action, he actually wanted to have dinner quietly with her, there was no politeness, he just poured a full cup for her, drank it cup by himself, and moved the bamboo chopsticks from time to time.

Ling Siqing also ate quietly, ignoring Qiao Muyu who was opposite, and ignoring the glass of wine.

has been eating for a long time, and the atmosphere is quite harmonious, but Qiao Muyu suddenly remembered something, and even raised a glass to invite Ling Siqing to drink, Ling Siqing was not good at drinking, which immediately made her in a dilemma.

"Miss Ling San doesn't even give this face to this prince?" Qiao Muyu half raised his glass and waited.

Ling Siqing was speechless for a while, the corners of her mouth twitched, did she dare not give it, and then picked up the cup and agreed, the cup was just close to her lips, but she saw Qiao Muyu quickly get up and approach her, her wrist intertwined with her, and the wine in the cup was drunk with her head up.

Uh, is this going to have a drink!

Ling Siqing held the cup, stunned for a moment, but saw Qiao Muyu's gestured gaze, as bright as obsidian......

For some reason, she felt the cold wind blowing behind her, pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, tilted her head slightly, and swallowed it slowly, like poison, and her throat was suddenly hot like charcoal.

Qiao Muyu raised his lips and smiled, with a hint of joy after success.

Ling Siqing was a little dazed for a while, and the continuous strength of the wine also came up, his eyes were filled with some moisture, his face was red, and his body was a little shaky, but he couldn't put it down even more, and he raised his neck and poured a few more glasses.

Qiao Muyu's face, which had always smiled enchantingly, was a little unfathomable at the moment, as if something was brewing to erupt.

"That, there are so many calendula for what, woo, my head is so dizzy, so dizzy......" Ling Siqing had already begun to speak incoherently, and his posture was even more forgetful, it was really ungraceful, but how could a drunk person care about this!

"Qiao Muyu, drink and drink, let's continue to drink, Ha Lu Ha ......" she still shouted loudly.

Qiao Muyu couldn't help laughing, this woman is still quite able to drink, just now she had an expression like drinking arsenic poison, and now she was shouting and drinking, she had already drunk a full pot, and she was really unseemly.

Ling Siqing's mind was dizzy, and he couldn't support it for a while, so he fell down with Qiao Muyu.

Qiao Muyu raised his eyes, and saw that her eyes were sloppy, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the fog, her heart tightened, her voice was slightly stiff, but she said calmly: "Ling Siqing, but you found it yourself, don't blame this prince for laughing." ”

Ling Siqing fell into confusion, struggling to get up in a daze, but Qiao Muyu held down his arm, turned over neatly, and instantly spun around, being pressed under him.

She struggled twice, glared at the person in front of her, and said inarticulately, "Let's go...... Go away......"

Qiao Muyu smiled elegantly and charmingly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his posture was frivolous, "Third Miss, don't be in a hurry to refuse, it's good to let this prince come and dress you first." As he spoke, his delicate and rounded fingers unknotted the clothes of the people under him one by one.

"Huh? ......" Ling Siqing looked at Qiao Muyu above in a daze, and called out in a daze: "Qiao ......"