The Queen of Charm

Chapter 23

Following Lan Feng's last dance, she crawled at her feet.

"What's your name?" Ling Zihan raised Lan Feng's chin, and looked directly into Lan Feng's bewitching eyes.

I have to say, this man is extremely charming.

It can be seen that she has been specially trained and knows how to tease people.

Her touch made Lanfeng's eyes flash with horror and disgust very quickly.But it was fleeting, and the enchanting answer, "Lanfeng!"

"Lanfeng? You were introduced by brother Liuhuang. I heard that you are going to run away. Is your leg okay?" There was a hint of concern on his face, which Lanfeng could see clearly.

As Ling Zihan spoke, she glanced worriedly at her bruised legs.

Lanfeng's body froze first, then she smiled enchantingly.

As if moved by that worry, she took the initiative to press her lips on Ling Zihan's lips through the veil, and whispered softly: "It doesn't hurt, Lanfeng wanted to run away before, but after seeing you, the Eighth Prince, Lanfeng didn't run away. The wound on my leg doesn't hurt anymore!"

"I'm curious, why did you come to my side?"

She avoided her lips without a trace, and brushed her slender hand over his shoulder, seeming to distance the distance between the two of them unintentionally.

The soft and boneless little hands drew circles on Lan Feng's chest with vicious play.

Lan Feng felt the feeling of familiarity and fear rising, and he was ashamed and annoyed, angry that he had feelings for a man.

There was confusion and doubt in his eyes.

He doesn't like men.

Could it be that the eighth prince looks too much like a woman?So take him for a woman?

Lan Feng concealed the disgust in his heart, and leaned against Ling Zihan with a smile like a flower.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Zihan didn't move, just looked at the person in front of him who tried to show his charm with cold eyes.

When Lan Feng's hand was about to take off her clothes, her cold hand stopped him, and she heard her voice with a smile, but it was cold in the dark night, "Don't worry, drink some wine, and you will change your clothes." Stimulate!"

When Ling Zihan turned around, she didn't miss the frightened and tightly suppressed pain in Lanfeng's eyes.

One person poured a glass of wine, and the medicine powder inadvertently fell on the edge of the glass,

Lan Feng didn't know how to move, but stood there stupidly, clasped his hands tightly, that charming face was a bit pitiful, but also contained resentment that was suppressed to the utmost.

When Ling Zihan turned around, he lay docilely on the bed again, trying his best to show his most charming and enchanting side.

The tulle has a barrier-like temptation, which makes the sexy figure looming, giving people the curiosity to spy on the mystery.

Those cold eyes with a smile reflected Lan Feng's figure, and the flickering yellow candlelight set off Ling Zihan's alluring face, with a bit of evil charm.

"Drink!" She came to Lan Feng, pursed her lips and smiled, bent down and pressed it to his earlobe ambiguously, "Call you Feng'er, would you like it?"

The sudden movement subconsciously wanted to resist, and wanted to run away in disgust.

Lan Feng's figure trembled, but he did not escape.

Forced himself to show the most beautiful smile, "Of course, Feng'er is very willing, thank you Eighth Prince!"

"You're welcome, drink some wine to increase your affection." Ling Zihan raised her wine glass with a smile, and looked at Lan Feng with a serious expression on her face.

Successfully saw Lan Feng's dislike for her.

Lan Feng suppressed the hatred in his heart, and took the wine glass in front of him with a smile.

He carefully glanced at Ling Zihan who was full of smiles, curled his lips and smiled, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ling Zihan watched Lan Feng drink the whole glass of wine with a smile, and poured it for him again.

"Drink some more."

Lan Feng wanted to refuse, but under Ling Zihan's threat, he drank another glass of wine.

With a little intoxication, Lan Feng smiled charmingly and enchantingly, but leaned weakly in front of the chair, and fell into her arms inadvertently.

The corners of Ling Zihan's lips curled slightly, slowly observing the man in her arms.

Very good, the effect of the medicine has taken effect.

Soon, the room was plunged into darkness.

In the room, the groans of various men spread like a spring breeze.

Outside the door, Steward Wang laughed contentedly listening to the voice full of spring, and instructed the new male pets, "See? This is strength, and this is the fate that you will never be able to catch up with in your life! After being eight The prince's male pet is good at eating and drinking, don't always feel that this is looked down upon by others, if you want to survive, you must first know how to please the eighth prince, remember it well!"

After lecturing all the male favorites, Steward Wang took a meaningful look at the room full of spring, and left with a big laugh.

In the middle of the bamboo garden, Si Xueyi stood proudly in front of the window, holding a jade flute in his hand, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, the attendant stepped forward and put on a piece of clothing to shield him from the cold wind.

"Master Si, if you were given a choice, would you leave here?" Looking at Si Xueyi's perfect profile, the attendant accidentally asked his heart out.

Sighing secretly, is such a pure and pure man really suitable for a big dye vat like the Prince's Mansion?
Si Xueyi hid the melancholy in his eyes, and looked at him suspiciously, "Why did you leave here?"

"Every master here wants to leave here. Except for Master Ji of Yaolu, everyone else was kidnapped to be the eighth prince's male pet. But what I didn't expect is that besides Master Ji, you also entered the place voluntarily." Here, it surprised everyone else!"

Si Xueyi covered her eyes, hiding all the emotions in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)