Your Royal Highness is sweet and sweet

Chapter 216 Comes, that discordant voice!

"..." Jin Ming stood outside the threshold, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

Has His Royal Highness misunderstood something?Do you think his master is a broken sleeve?
But even if it is broken sleeves, his master is not so hungry that he wants to touch his subordinates, right?
Bah, bah, bah, what is he thinking about?

Qin Rujun's sudden words startled the men in the room slightly.

Yan Mochen held his forehead, feeling an urge to sew this woman's mouth shut.

But Jin Ming at the door suddenly suppressed a laugh and coughed.His shoulders trembled because of the unbearable pain.

"Jin Ming." The man's low-mellow but majestic voice sounded. These two words carried a strong sense of threat.

Hearing this sound, Jin Ming immediately fell silent, and hurriedly dragged Nan Siying away.

If he disturbs his master's good deeds, then he will commit a heinous crime!
The door slammed shut with a creak.

After Qin Rujun questioned this question, she felt that the air-conditioning in the room became stronger. She was not afraid, so she just stretched out her index finger and gently scratched her cheek, and asked with a little doubt: "Yan Mochen, what about your private life?" I don't care, but Jin Ming is such a good subordinate..."

Before he could finish speaking, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by his big palm.

He exerted a little strength in his hand, and with an inadvertent pull, she was pulled into his arms.

"My lord, I'm not so hungry."

A man's voice sounded overhead.

And she, being pulled by him to lean against his chest, her ears were close to the position of his heartbeat, very close.

The strong heartbeat in her chest made her dizzy.

"Oh, so your taste is like Ben Gong's?" She asked casually, pretending to be careless.

She was a little scared, should she confess to him?

But frankly, she probably died worse, right?
Thinking of this, she swallowed nervously.

This man has broken sleeves. If she finds out that she is actually a woman, she can imagine that she is not far from death.

Nan Siying's miserable state just now is terrifying to think about.

"Well, isn't the prince's taste the king's?" The man's cool fingertips suddenly raised her chin.

The face was lifted, looking directly at his amazingly bright eyes, except for the obtrusive ghost mask in front of him, it should have been a scene of affectionately looking at each other.

"Uh uh uh, yes... that's true." It's true that he really likes her, but...

Please, just talk when you speak, what are you doing so close?
His breath of elegant and delicate fragrance was supposed to be slightly cool when he blew it very fast, but now it was sprayed on her face with a trace of heat, it scratched people badly.

There was a strong animal emotion in his eyes.

Yes, it is animal nature, mixed with a strong feeling!

Qin Rujun's heart was beating wildly.

And his mask is getting closer in front of his eyes.

He bowed his head and tilted his head, his lips were about to touch hers.

At this moment, there was a "creaking" sound from the next door, which should be the sound of the imperial concubine's couch shaking.

The voice from the other end came over without hindrance.

(End of this chapter)