Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 805 The Tyrant’s Little Princess (57)

Yun Si fell silent, "... When you come, don't you shy away a little bit?"

She is also Chu Yang's identity now, so he has been alone with her for so long, isn't he afraid of rumors spreading?
He smiled and hooked her fingers leisurely.

Like a tiny snake, wrapped around her, with a faint voice,

"What are you afraid of?"

He wrote the words lightly, without any emotion.

But inexplicably, like an invisible pressure, pressing on people's hearts, people can't help but tremble, and conditionedly want to surrender.

yes……

What are you afraid of?
Who would dare to risk life rather than death to discuss this iron-blooded emperor?
In the face of absolute power, any gossip seems so vulnerable.

The man's long eyes were dark and half closed, his handsome and fair face seemed to be covered with a layer of haze in the dark, cold and ruthless.

The young emperor, who controlled endless power, hooked her finger, and seemed a little careless between his eyebrows and eyes.

Yun Si was silent, and when she tried to break free, it seemed like she was locked and couldn't get it back.

"..." She looked at him and pursed her lips.

"Que Yan, you are really clingy."

The man paused and raised his eyes suddenly.

"Isn't it?" She raised her eyebrows, bent down, and her blue hair fell on his chest,
"Lai Lai is sticky, like a dog's skin plaster, and you can't even shake it off."

She seemed to be smiling, and a small smile gradually appeared in her beautiful peach eyes.

"." The man looked at her calmly, his eyes dark.

Yun Si leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips lightly, "Okay, it's time to get up, okay?"

She smiled, her voice as soft as cotton wool.

The end of the language is slightly elongated and raised, as if coaxing a child.

Everyone is afraid of him, but she is not.

She also touched his face affectionately, with gentle brows.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes darkened.

The light in the hall was dim, but he could still see her clear and bright peach blossom eyes, which were as bright as a ball of fire, almost burning to the bottom of one's heart.

Maybe she never realized how beautiful her eyes are.

When he looked over, the light in his eyes was burning, and his joy was never concealed.

Whether it was the strangeness at the beginning, the cautiousness later, or the dependence on Baihu, the joy for him was always hidden in her eyes.

Hot and hot, like a raging fire, it can break through all defenses and burn everything.

So, he knows she likes him.

always knew.

He knew it from the first moment he saw it.

Que Yan's phoenix eyes are dim, and the bottom of the eyes is as deep as a whirlpool that wants to suck people away.

He raised his hand and covered the back of her neck.

Caressed lightly, his voice was slightly hoarse,

"It's time for the truth about Chu Yang to come to light."

He said in a low voice, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

Still lying down, between the brows is the emperor's calm and elusive oppression.

Yun Si blinked, watched him sit up leaning against him, wondering, "The truth is revealed?"

"Chu Yang is dead, do you want to take her body back?"

The emperor looked at her indifferently, "Chu Yang is a princess, how can his bones be left outside?"

"It's her fault to be in mourning for my mother."

In this way, it should be a funeral.

Yun Si: "."

Obviously it was her work.

She is the real funeral for three years.

She didn't speak, just bowed her head.

Fingers tangled together, seemed a little disappointed.

(End of this chapter)