Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 153 Angry (VIII)

Han Qing raised his eyebrows, facing Qiao Yurong's approach, his eyes were extremely calm, and he glanced at her lightly, as cold as ice: "You are very calculating."

Every time Qiao Yurong approached him to please him, nothing good would happen, as if he wanted to use himself as a commodity... This feeling was really uncomfortable, as if something was about to explode in his heart.

Qiao Yu smiled superficially with snowy skin, with a trace of elegance after the rain: "Brother Han, we are not the same."

Qiao Yurong leaned too close to Han Qing, she put her whole head on Han Qing's shoulder, and when she spoke to Han Qing, the fragrance of her exhaled breath permeated the air, and the whole carriage became ambiguous.

It's Han Qing's fault, if it were another man, such a gorgeous person, so active, no matter what kind of man or woman he is, he might have already fallen down.

Han Qing's eyes were clear, and he sneered: "As a prince, do you always like to be so close to people?"

"Who said that?" Qiao Yurong retorted, and proved to be innocent: "This king only treats you."

There was nothing wrong with these words, but Han Qing seemed to have calmed down his explosive emotions just now, and felt much more comfortable.

"Why, which concubines in your mansion, your side concubine Lan, wouldn't you be like this?" Han Qing's eyes flashed with a deep light.

Qiao Yurong suddenly smiled embarrassingly, avoiding Han Qing's sharp gaze: "Who made brother Han so elegant, this king really likes brother Han so much."

Han Qing's face darkened: "I am not a broken sleeve!"

Qiao Yurong has already wrapped Han Qing's arms tightly, and her whole body is tightly against Han Qing, the smile on her face is as seductive as a vixen: "But Brother Han doesn't hate this king, does he, if not, this king is so close You, you have already pushed me away."

This had to be said to wake up Han Qing.

In Great Zhou Yanjing, no woman has ever come within three meters of him, and no stranger has dared to come within three meters of him.

Why did I always relapse on this shameless person?
Just don't hate how easy it is?

Han Qing thought of something, his whole body was extremely cold, he raised his hand and was about to pull away the arm tightly held by Qiao Yurong.

Qiao Yurong's heart trembled, with a smile on his face, but he didn't let go.

Han Qing's face became darker and darker: "Let go."

"Not loose!"

"let go!"

"Not loose!"

……

The two looked at each other without squinting.

"Do you believe that I will hit you?" Han Qing said fiercely.

Qiao Yurong moved her face closer and smiled, "Hit it, hit it!"

That smile was like spring breeze turning into rain, and the revival of all things was so moving that Han Qing couldn't move his raised hand.

Qiao Yurong had vaguely felt before that once she smiled, Han Qing's original resistance would stop, so Qiao Yurong knew that the way to deal with Han Qing was to laugh, to keep smiling, to smile brightly and charmingly, to smile so overwhelmingly, He couldn't do it anymore.

Moreover, Han Qing's temperament is very arrogant, such a person who always appears to be indifferent to anything, but in fact, in his bones, he is extremely boring in loneliness.

In the face of arrogant and sullen people, you have to be thick-skinned, thick-skinned, and thick-skinned.

The thicker the skin, the more clingy, the chance to break through his thick cold walls and successfully penetrate into his heart.

This is Qiao Yurong's experience of experiencing several ex-boyfriends in her previous life.

"Hit!" Qiao Yurong's face was close to Han Qing's.

　One more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)