Suddenly felt his powerful momentum pressed down, a handsome face close at hand gradually enlarged, almost attached to his face, Ziwei's face was full of astonishment, the warm manly breath blew on her cheeks, instantly flushed her pretty face, and her heart pounded like beating a small drum.

He had long been alert to the danger from this man, and his red silk phoenix eyes had never left her body from beginning to end, it turned out that he was holding his eldest sister to perform this scene, and it was Xiang Zhuang who was dancing the sword with the intention of Pei Gong.

This is a man with a deep city, and the deep and suspicious royal nature is vividly displayed at this time, what kind of attraction can Miss Ben have, to be so explored and calculated by this prince?

"Lord Wang...... You...... If you have something to say, don't ...... ...... like this: "Don't be so ambiguous!

"Don't do this, what do you want? Hehe! The princess of this king, you have eaten very well today!"

King Xuan pinched her chin, lifted her up from the chair domineeringly, patted her pink cheeks, hugged her small waist, and pressed it tightly on his body.

There seemed to be some kind of foreign body on her warm lower abdomen, provoking her pretty face like a ripe red apple, and the trembling little hands immediately pressed his half-exposed chest, supporting it hard, really intending to alienate the bodies of the two, but it backfired, and the power of resistance just provoked his scorching heat.

King Xuan instantly burned a scorching heat in his abdomen, he was shocked that he had such a big reaction to this jerky and alienated little girl, her little hand had just touched his body, and a refreshing pleasure that had never been felt before spread like an electric current to the lily of his limbs, making the blood all around him surge.

"Princess, what should you do next?" A low and slightly suppressed magnetic voice rubbed in the girl's ears, a little sober, half intoxicated, and smelled the fragrance of crape myrtle flowers in her neck socket.

The princess of this king, a beautiful woman, those beautiful eyes are clear and calm, and she is attracted to all the eyes of her unconsciously, what kind of woman is she?

"I ignored that the king had not yet shared a room with the princess. ”

King Xuan's handsome face was close to her ear, warm with a masculine breath, and an irresistible royal momentum.

Ziwei's calm defense line almost collapsed on all fronts, followed by helpless panic.

I knew that this stinky prince was not so kind, and he would not invite her to the banquet for no reason, this banquet was really a Hongmen banquet!

"Wang ...... Rajah!...... Don't!" her trembling voice said of her panic.

"Don't want anything, little beauty, don't be shy, butler, light red candles, and set up a happy room!"

"Yes!"

"Steward, slow!" Ziwei called Steward Chen, looked up at King Xuan, and said coldly: "Lord, we should not share a room today!"

"Oh, why not, Princess, don't disturb the festive atmosphere. ”

This king has given her enough face, she should be grateful for a thousand thanks, and she should smile brightly, why is she still shirking, isn't this the etiquette that she, the honorary princess, has been looking forward to? After tonight, she will be a veritable princess.