Hong Su Ji Yan

Chapter 98

Su Yan saw that Luan Chenge's face changed in a blink of an eye, and the originally weird atmosphere immediately changed after he stirred it up like this.

This man is really a collection of strange species, but she is guessing in her heart. Could it be that she suddenly changed the subject because she was afraid of embarrassing herself?
Su Yan sat sideways on Luan Chenge's lap, put her hands on Luan Chenge's chest, being careful not to touch the wound, and turned her head slightly, trying to stay out of Luan Chenge's range.

"Oh? Hearing what the prince said, Su Yan is really honored."

At this time, Su Yan realized that the wound in front of Luan Chenge had already healed, and she couldn't help but wonder how it could heal so quickly, even if it was a modern wound, it would take half a month to lie down!

"What's your name?"

Luan Chenge's question successfully interrupted Su Yan's thoughts, Su Yan rolled her eyes in her heart, this question, this question asked if she was too mentally handicapped.

"Su Yan, let me tell you, my lord, is your IQ already so high?"

Luan Chenge didn't care much, although he had never heard the word "IQ", he just smiled and asked: "So your name is really Su Yan."

Su Yan frowned, and looked at Luan Chenge inexplicably: "My lord, aren't you talking nonsense, I'm not called Su Yan, but I'm called——"

The words stopped suddenly, she turned her head and looked at the man with a smile on his face and deep eyes without any emotion in a little astonishment.

He asked, what's your name?
What he asked was the real self, the soul of this body, the ghost from the 21st century.

Him, what do you mean?
There was disbelief in Su Yan's eyes, and cautiousness: "Who are you asking?"

Luan Chenge saw that the woman in front of him had hopeful eyes, and couldn't help feeling soft: "I'm asking you in front of me, you at this moment, tell me, what's your name?"

Su Yan's hand slightly grasped the skirt of Luan Chenge's chest, a little at a loss, but she calmed down when she was very cold, and then stared at his eyes and said every word:
"Yang, Su, Yan, the Yang of the willow tree, the plain Su, the smiling Yan."

"Yang, Su, Yan."

"Yang Suyan? Well, I remember it." Luan Chenge smiled gently at Suyan, as if thousands of pear blossoms were all blooming, pure and enchanting.

The windows were slightly open, and although it was early winter outside, the stove inside was still burning.

Warm like spring.

The man smiled at her, said his name gently, and told her, Yang Suyan?The king remembered.

Just asking for a name, why do you let yourself protrude a burst of joy from the bottom of my heart?
Luan Chenge didn't give her more time to indulge in her own thoughts, he played with the broken hair next to her ear with his hand, and then pulled it a little harder!
"Si—" Pain, pain, pain, dissatisfied with plain makeup, frowned and looked at Luan Chenge, unexpectedly that fellow showed a destructive smile.

Not right.

"Susu, now can you explain, what is this dark soup? Could it really be pigeon soup?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk anymore, is there really something wrong with this soup?"

"..."

"In this case, Susu, you can drink this bowl of soup by yourself. This is your first time cooking, so don't waste it."

"..."

"Why don't I personally feed you?"

"..."

"Aren't you shy, Susu? Come on, be good, drink it, come—"

"..."

Half an hour later, Su Yan rushed outside at an extraordinary speed and began to vomit!
The servants next to them opened their eyes wide and saw their great princess lying on the railing of the corridor without any scruples, throwing up in the dark, and then saw their prince looking at their princess on a chair in the study with sharp eyes, showing meaning Deep smile.

So, they immediately did the same thing: bowed their heads, and went about their work without saying a word.

Su Yan vomited dizzily, and there was only one thought in her mind.

What is self-inflicted can't live?

Yang Suyan, you are the biggest joke!


(End of this chapter)