Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2346 Desert (48)

Adair Khan suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek.

"Can't do it?"

He asked rhetorically.

"Can't do it, broken leg?"

"...?"

For some reason, he always thought that she would regret the marriage.

Her Royal Highness, who was innocent and ignorant of the sinister heart, looked at him blankly.

"Can't do it... let it be disposed of?"

"I won't regret the marriage."

She added, "I like you, so I won't regret the marriage."

Adair Khan snorted inexplicably, as if laughing at her innocence.

"Remember what you said now."

"If you dare to go back on your word..."

He suddenly approached her ear and pinched the back of her neck.

Neither light nor heavy.

"I really, will break your leg."

No, just kidding.

His eyes were extremely cold, and for a moment, it was like a poisonous snake attacking.

It was as if a cold snake licked her neck.

It's chilling.

The little princess was slightly stunned.

She didn't know that Adair Khan would be used to classifying everything.

Not his, outside the territory, he is indifferent, and can even ignore the indifference to the extreme.

No matter how big things are, as long as it's not his business, he won't.

Absolutely ruthless.

But if it belongs to him, it belongs to the territory...

The more important, the more tightly you must hold on.

Just like last night.

Resolutely, firmly, not letting her run, not letting her have a chance to escape.

No matter how much trouble she made, she couldn't run away.

He took a fancy to it, and it was his.

The little princess didn't know this, but only knew that it would be the best to marry him.

She likes being a wife.

When he hugged her, she was still a little dazed and didn't understand what he meant.

She just tilted her head subconsciously and leaned against his broad shoulders.

Hold tight, depend on.

"I won't regret the marriage."

she says.

"I like you the most."

She clings to him like a kitten.

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morning.

After dawn, the snow stopped.

But the weather is still not good, and the ensuing sandstorm is about to come.

The sky was gloomy, neither the sun nor the blue sky could be seen.

There are pencil drawn colors everywhere, dull, old, without a trace of brightness.

On the ground, snow is mixed with desert sand.

Blown by the wind, the sand is blown up and swept across the sky.

The sound was extremely frightening, like a tornado, rustling, whirring, rushing, and sand and stones bigger than fingernails rushed toward him.

The sharp cutting surface can even draw a deep wound on a person's face, and blood splatters.

Very powerful.

After breakfast, Her Royal Highness the Princess wanted to go back to her yurt.

She didn't get a good rest last night, and she wanted to make up for it.

In this way, Adair Khan will not be disturbed all the time.

When she was about to leave, Adair Khan held her back.

It's getting late, he should have gone to work.

But, let's wrap her up with clothes first.

The wind outside is strong, and the sand is also powerful.

It's okay for people who are used to it, but it's still too fierce for a little princess with thin skin and tender flesh who will scream pain with a little effort.

I'm afraid I'm going to cry when I'm scratched.

He put a cloak over her, and the great cloak fell over her head.

Wrap her whole body, not even showing her eyes.

I can't see the road.

"Adel Khan, it's only a few steps away, I don't want to wear so many clothes."

She was stuffed up, and she pulled off the pointed hat of the cloak, revealing her beautiful white face.

Her cheeks were puffy, very warm.

Looking up at him, dissatisfied.

"I have to take it off again when I go back, it's troublesome."

(End of this chapter)