Su Ruotang: "??? ”

Where does the dog man tell she's jealous?

A person with emotional deficiency who has no empathy knows how to be jealous!

Vinegar eats him almost the same.

Mo Yingyan got up slowly, her slender fingers grabbed her belt, and she pressed slightly.

Casually draped over the body, the white robe embroidered with silver thread fell to the ground, revealing the pure white undershirt inside, and the delicate collarbone loomed.

His hair was slightly wet at the tip, sliding from his shoulders to his chest, and a few strands were faintly sinking between the collars.

Probably because of the fever, his cheeks were sickly white, but his thin lips were stained with a bright crimson.

The extreme black, white and red three colors, lining the cool and can't hide the magnificent face, seducing the soul and making people can't take their eyes off.

The faint tiredness and paleness between his eyebrows and eyes did not affect his beauty and magnificence at all, but revealed a broken morbid beauty.

From top to bottom, Su Ruotang admired the beauty of the three princes.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, eight-pack abs, mermaid line, long and straight legs, and even the hair on the whole body are delicate and perfect.

It seems to be a carefully carved snow sculpture in the cold area of the snow-capped mountains, which is flawless and cold and ruthless.

Su Ruotang pursed her red lips and lowered her eyes, her mind was a little dazed.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a perfect person.

God gave him a noble identity and a peerless face, but did not give him a heart that knew love.

When Su Ruotang came back to her senses, Mo Yingyan was already standing beside her, her hands on the armrests of the chair she was sitting on, bending down slightly, looking at her fixedly.

Su Ruotang raised his eyes and crashed straight into the bottomless ink eyes.

The familiar cold cedar fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and the cells in her whole body instantly tightened.

The slender and graceful swan neck leaned back, pulling away from the man, "Don't get so close to me." ”

Probably soaked in the bath for too long, and the tails of her eyes were crimson, making her eyes more and more beautiful with her watery peach blossom eyes.

The long eyelashes blinked, like small hooks.

Mo Yingyan's slender fingers landed on her slender and soft waist at some point, slowly rubbing them.

"Huh? Little Begonia scared? ”

The words with a bit of joking were tossing and turning on the tip of his tongue, revealing a hint of seduction.

Su Ruotang opened his eyes, and his red lips overflowed with a few syllables, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Mo Yingyan's slender and cold white fingers brushed her hair hanging down her sideburns, and asked without answering, "Are you still reconciled?" ”

Su Ruotang said loudly: "Leave!" ”

Mo Yingyan listened to her affirmative syllables without hesitation, and the color of her eyes gradually darkened.

Slowly approached her ear and kissed gently, "This hall said that the position of the third princess will only be yours." ”

The man's scorching breath sprayed in his ears, Su Ruotang's body suddenly tensed, his weak and boneless little hand rested against the man's solid chest, his head turned sideways to avoid his light kiss, and his red lips overflowed word by word:

"I'm not rare."

The beauty's tone is cold, and her peach blossom eyes are smeared with water, hazy and sober.

Mo Yingyan noticed her resistance from the bottom of her heart, the smile in her eyes suddenly froze, and she looked at her fixedly, "What do you want?" ”

Su Ruotang blinked, slowly stretched out her white and tender fingers, and pointed at the man's heart.

Her tone was unhurried, sweet and calm, "Mo Yingyan, do you have a heart?" Or do you have a heart that understands love? ”

"The marriage between me and you is just a court marriage, and you also said that when the cold poison is resolved, let me go, and everyone in Hutan Mansion will be safe and sound."

"Do you still count these words?"

A few words, clearly organized, point out that their marriage is just a transaction.

The point is that he promised everyone in the Tan Mansion to be safe and sound.

Mo Yingyan's eyes swelled with anger: "What if I regret it?" ”

Su Ruotang looked at him fixedly: "It's okay, after all, the man's words are not credible at all." ”

She is already cultivating her own power, and when she is ready, she will be able to protect Tanfu with her own ability.

It's just that you will lose the identity of the imperial businessman.

Mo Yingyan took a deep breath and raised his hand to darken his temples with a faint pain.

He slowly straightened up, looked down at Su Ruotang condescendingly, and said word by word: "Su Ruotang, your name has entered the royal jade plate, and you will be the royal daughter-in-law until you die." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Su Ruotang took the essential oil, poured it in the palm of his hand, and while taking care of his hair seriously, Yun Qingfeng lightly added, "Since His Royal Highness is unwilling to leave, then let's sleep in separate rooms." ”

After calming down, Mo Yingyan pressed his aching temples again, and his moist voice was like mutton fat white jade that had fallen into the 10,000-year-old Xuanxi, cold and warm, "Don't even think about it." ”

Su Ruotang's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and then said lightly: "That's up to you." ”

She also understands that this is a different world where the imperial power is supreme, outside the male protagonist and the female protagonist.

Dividing the room is tantamount to telling everyone that she is not favored.

Although she didn't care, she didn't understand why Mo Yingyan obviously didn't like her, and insisted on not separating the room.

But none of this is what she should be thinking about.

After the final hair treatment, Su Ruotang tilted his head and raised his eyes to look at the man's calm and self-controlled, indifferent and beautiful face.

"Mo Yingyan, what do you think of me?"

Mo Yingyan's thin lips opened lightly, and the overflowing syllables were light but firm, "When my wife." ”

Su Ruotang hooked his lips and smiled, laughing at himself, "But do you know the difference between Mrs. and family?" ”

In a trance, she remembered that Mo Yingyan of Qingling Temple firmly said that he would marry her as the third princess.

At that time, he just wanted to prove that the changes in his body had something to do with her.

Later, it was determined that she could cure cold poison, and without blinking, she bought all kinds of rare jade for her.

Just to let her get rid of the cold poison in his body.

So, his wife doesn't have to be her.

Even if it's not Su Ruotang, as long as it can detoxify the cold, anyone can do it.

Because he didn't care, he didn't even bother to clarify the scandal of the male goblin.

Mo Yingyan looked at her fixedly, feeling that the few patience she had in her life had been used on the third princess, "Madame is not also a family member, what's the difference?" ”