concubine, you cant do

Chapter 308 A Warning (3)
The side face is handsome and deep, but the brows and eyes seem to be stained with a touch of green frost, which is completely different from the embarrassment that Tianmu was separated from at the beginning, and when she was plotted against, he joked "I saved you!" You twice".

He seemed to be a lot more stagnant, and the slightly raised eyebrows seemed to be covered by something to restrain the sharpness and hide it from others, coldly speaking, he could not doubt what Nan Muchen had experienced these days...

"You tell me not to look, but you want to look, it's not fair." With a low voice, Yan Nuo felt warm in his palm and dark in his eyes.

While secretly thinking that this guy was domineering, Leng Yannuo thought that Murong Shengrui's eyes were open at this time, and pulled down those exquisite and unparalleled hands slightly angrily, but happened to see Nan Muchen turning around at some point, and then, With a swipe of his hand, the palm of the garment covered the woman's snow-white jade skin like a sky full of thin silk.

Leng Yannuo looked up, and looked at Murong Shengrui who was moving his eyes away from the woman extremely unkindly, "Prince Li, Mr. Murong, do you look good?" His tone was like a smile but not a smile, which made people's heart tremble.

However, Murong Shengrui turned his head back, retracted the faint light in his eyes, grabbed Leng Yannuo's hand, and put it into Leng Yannuo's ear, his tone was low and seductive, "It's not good-looking, in my eyes it used to be Not everything, now, there is only one you, and there is only one you."

Leng Yannuo's hand that was about to struggle froze slightly, and even unconsciously rubbed her ear with the other hand. Did she hear correctly? Is this guy confessing his love? Listening to the voice, he is very bewitching, but judging by his expression, he really is , too realistic to die for.

However, Leng Yannuo had to admit that this kind of man, who was like a noble glass of gods, would stay silent if he didn't speak. When he really spoke of such sweet words, they were so sweet that he would tire of him.

"Murong Shengrui, are you sent by heaven to confuse me?" Leng Yannuo suddenly transmitted his voice into the secret, and his words were full of smiles.

"Then you must have been sent by God to save me." Murong Shengrui stroked Leng Yannuo's cheek with his hand, his tone was warm and gentle.

There are some pains and hardships, as long as you know it.

Leng Yannuo was tickled by Murong Shengrui's hand, if it wasn't for the consideration of the environment he was in, he would have wanted to knock down this hand that wanted to stain the country.

"You know that we have known each other since we were young, so you should know that ten times of your behavior today is not enough." Nan Muchen's deep words broke the rapidly rising ambiguous atmosphere in this room.

The one called Zishu was wrapped in clothes and standing on the ground. As the niece of the current empress, she is exquisite in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and everyone admires and envies her, but she knows what kind of woman Nan Muchen likes. , so no matter when and where she is, she always buryes her mind and stays away. She always thinks that only in this way can she maintain her moon-like Tsinghua University, so that she can match it...

She also despises those petite, charming, seductive women the most, but now, when she also decides to gamble, but only one step away, she loses, losing so messily, so embarrassingly, so embarrassingly So heartbroken like a light goes out.

There was silence in the hall for a long time before Zishu raised his head, "Tell me, what kind of woman do you like?" His tone was less soft than before and more urgent.

At this time, Nan Muchen was facing Zishu, his brows were inadvertently frowned, and there seemed to be infinite emotions in his eyes.

"Zi Shu, don't make me hate you." One sentence broke Zi Shu's already battered heart even more.

Zi Shu stared blankly at Nan Muchen in silence for a while, then she smiled, straightened her clothes lightly and quickly, and did not raise her head until she tied up the last belt, "Yu'er is right, you really are Bewitched, I really want to see what kind of woman you think about day and night, but you can't get it." Every sentence is as clear as ice needles, and at the moment when I turn around, I still look back at Nan with a hint of hope. Mu Chen.

Nan Muchen also looked at her, at that moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, Zishu smiled, "Don't worry, I don't know martial arts, and I can't do anything." After saying that, he walked towards the door.

"Sister Zishu." The door opened, and a delicate voice accompanied by the sound of a bell like clear water hitting each other suddenly rang at the entrance of the hall.

Zishu looked at the person who was panting non-stop, and his expression eased slightly, "Why are you here?"

Nangong Yu'er was still wearing colorful clothes, and when Pu appeared, she was grotesquely attractive, and the braids on her head were still moving gently with her non-stop breathing.

Nangong Yu'er patted her chest to calm down her emotions, then glanced quietly into the hall, saw that Nan Muchen was also looking at her, and then smiled mischievously, "It's okay, I just..."

"What you worried about didn't happen, let's go." Zi Shu interrupted coldly, pulling Nangong Yu'er to leave.

But behind the screen, Leng Yannuo's complexion is not very good, she is not stupid, even though she did not understand emotions before, she is somewhat transparent under Murong Shengrui's tempering, she naturally knows who Zishu is talking about.

Even when Nangong Yu'er appeared, she just glanced at it.

While thinking, she couldn't help raising her hand to caress her forehead, she had an invisible enemy, no wonder this Shu Neng won the queen's heart, just because she was invisibly devalued by the man she admired, if it was an ordinary woman, she would probably be... He was about to cry to death a long time ago, and he jumped into the lake and river to commit suicide, but this Zishu was able to calm down his emotions very well. With a smile, he completely lost the softness and sadness after the blow, and returned to the most peaceful distant mountain. Danyue, Qing Gao Yi Yuan.

As if seeing through Leng Yannuo's thoughts, Murong Shengrui lightly pinched Leng Yannuo's earlobes as small as pearls and jade, "There are too many people robbing you, and I feel a sense of crisis."

Sense of crisis?Leng Yannuo raised his head, automatically remembering the situation when Murong Shengrui covered his eyes and looked at Zishu in the blink of an eye, and suddenly thought of something in his mind, and then looked at Murong Shengrui with deep meaning, "I I heard that the prince's children, the men of the princely family and nobles will send someone to teach the bedbrother..." Leng Yannuo swallowed unconsciously while speaking, letting the eyes beside him suddenly dim, He continued, "You... that... Speaking of which, if you grow up so big, don't you have a girlfriend..."

"I don't." Suddenly, Murong Shengrui's warm and light voice that seemed to be gnashing his teeth sounded above his head, directly interrupting Leng Yannuo's next words.

Leng Yannuo was overjoyed in his heart but still looked at Murong Shengrui with disbelief on his face, "Really?" What is it? Is it because I haven't been taught about being a bed brother, or I haven't been with a woman...

Murong Shengrui looked at Leng Yannuo's ever-changing expression, and naturally understood what he was thinking, grabbed Leng Yannuo's wrist, and there seemed to be a deep mist in his eyes.

Leng Yannuo was a little penetratingly stared at by this look, and opened Murong Shengrui's hand with a snap, forgetting that he was in the Nanguo Imperial Palace at this moment, and Nanmuchen in front of him was not far away.

It was a very slight sound, even though it was quickly covered by Murong Shengrui's internal force again, it still spread out.

(End of this chapter)