The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 200 Woman, You Have Succeeded in Attracting This Princess' Attention

Jiang Fu looked up at him, his eyes slowly moved down, from his beautiful face to his flat chest.

This is not a man.

is a woman.

Jiang Fu's face was clean and well-behaved, compared with the person in front of her, she nodded hesitantly, "Yes, I am Jiang Fu."

The person in front of them is what they said, the princess who is about to come to Yandu with Suzaku Tokiomi to get married.

The legendary princess who is all over the country.

Her name is Song Yun, and her title is Lingyu.

She is Suzaku's eldest princess and the only one.

When Song Yun saw Jiang Fu's eyes falling on her chest, she frowned and suddenly felt a little numb. She had never been afraid of anything since she was a child. She had never been afraid when Suzaku City was destroyed, but for the first time in her life, she actually Will be afraid of someone's gaze.

Others saw her staring straight at her face, why did this Jiang Fu look at her chest?

Is she a little out of the ordinary?

Is this Jiang Fu a decent person?
Who would stare straight at someone's chest the first time they meet?

What kind of peerless color batch is this?
The little girl looks so cute and cute, but she didn't expect to be a disciple!

Song Yun drew the sword straight away, the red wine gourd around her waist dangled, the hair on both sides of her cheeks fluttered, and in an instant, the blade of the sword reached Jiang Fu's neck.

The neck is white and tender, and the sword is white, but the well-behaved little girl who was held hostage didn't even blink her eyes.

Song Yun: "?"

She moved the blade forward, but still didn't have the heart to hurt the little beauty in her arms, her bewitching brows were slightly frowned, "...you were kidnapped!"

Jiang Fu was surrounded by her, with a long sword horizontally in front of her, her soft white face was calm, her dark and clear eyes looked at the sharp blade in front of her, she nodded calmly, "...Oh."

Song Yun's hand holding the sword hilt paused, looked down at her incredulously, thought for two seconds, then lowered her voice and whispered next to Jiang Fu's ear, "No one will come to rescue you even if you scream!"

Jiang Fu even wanted to laugh. She was surrounded by her, and the other person was more than a head taller than her, so he could only lean on the person behind him, and smiled with his porcelain white teeth, "Okay, I don't Call."

Don't mention how well-behaved your tone is.

Song Yun's mouth twitched: "..."

Woman, you have successfully attracted the attention of this princess.

She held the sword sideways, "Jiang Fu, I advise you not to play tricks, just stay with me... What's the smell?"

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Fu heard the stomach of the person behind him grunting very softly.

Jiang Fu blinked his eyes, turned his head slightly, and the person behind him immediately moved the long sword away with trembling hands, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"...What, hand it over!" Song Yun was really hungry, God knows how long she had been rushing, and how difficult it was to avoid eyeliners along the way.

Everyone knows how attractive her face is.

Her damn beauty...

Jiang Fu lowered his eyes and asked in a daze, "What is it?"

The blade was caught off guard and moved forward.

Song Yun suppressed her voice and said viciously, "Something to eat."

Only then did Jiang Fu suddenly realize, "You're hungry."

Hearing her tone, Song Yun was about to die of anger, but when she looked down at such a white and beautiful neck, her anger subsided a bit, and she said, "Yes, you smell like food, what are you eating? Yes, hand it over to me!"

As if she didn't think it was enough, she threatened again with her sword horizontally, "Or I'll pull your neck."

(End of this chapter)