Chapter 17 You... Don't Look 2
She only felt an oppressive breath approaching, and before Ye Qizhu could recover, a powerful arm reached behind her in time, hugged her waist tightly, and pulled her into that firm embrace.

The broken sedan beam hit the place where Ye Qizhu was squatting with a bang, and a big hole was directly smashed through the floor.

Strangely, just as Bei Jue's broad palm was tightly grasping Ye Qizhu's right wrist, the Suoyaoling, which was constantly restless at the base of the wrist, suddenly returned to calm.

At the same time, in the corner where the evil wind passed by, a black figure who had been staring at the sedan chair, when Suo Yaoling calmed down, quickly flung up his long sleeves and disappeared into a wisp of black air.

Hua Qi got up from the ground, hurriedly moved|moved the broken beam at the mouth of the sedan chair, looked nervously at the person in the sedan chair, but couldn't help being startled, and immediately stepped back a few steps to block the holly winter forest who was about to move forward.

"Wait." Hua Qi looked at the sedan chair in surprise, "The prince is... busy."

Ye Qizhu, who was lying on Bei Jue's lap, was tightly hugged by that powerful left arm, while Bei Jue held her right hand tightly in the palm of her hand. In the panic just now, she didn't realize that her clothes were loose. .

But hearing Hua Qi's low voice, Ye Qizhu suddenly came to his senses, raised his head, and suddenly met those deep eyes with a hint of burning, which reflected her, with her fragrant shoulders half exposed, The slender collarbone is delicate and fair.

Grabbing the skirt quickly, Ye Qizhu blushed instantly, trying to break free from her clenched right hand and get up to dodge, but she was able to stay in his arms with the help of Bei Jue's strength. She couldn't exert any strength at all, Bei Jue just restrained her a little, and she couldn't move.

"You..." Ye Qizhu tightly clenched his left hand on the collar, the back of his fingers turned white from too much effort, "You are not allowed to look!"

Bei Jue's hand holding her wrist was slightly tighter, instead of closing his eyes, he approached her delicate red cheek, and said in a deep voice, "There are comings and goings, you also looked at me."

"I said I didn't do it on purpose." Ye Qizhu was depressed, "Besides, do you think...do you think you don't have this young master? This young master is much better than yours. I don't care to see yours! "

But after hearing this, Bei Jue lowered his eyes and swept Ye Qizhu's body, that awe-inspiring gaze seemed to be able to penetrate her clothes.

Calmly feeling the nervous trembling of the person in his arms, Bei Jue leaned over, lowered his eyes to meet hers, and said lightly, "How good is it?"

Ye Qizhu immediately took a deep breath, is he still finished?

Squinting her eyes, while Bei Jue lowered her head, Ye Qizhu had an idea. Since she couldn't move her body, but her head was flexible, she hurriedly raised her head and slammed into Bei Jue's chest forcefully.

Boom, Ye Qizhu suddenly felt that her forehead was about to burst, and she groaned in pain.

As for Bei Jue, he was taken aback by her sudden movement, but followed closely, as if he didn't feel the pain, he still silently looked at the frown between his eyebrows, motionless.

"You... don't you hurt?" Ye Qizhu couldn't believe it. Could it be that this person is really made of stone?

Biting her lips violently, Ye Qizhu felt that she was really fooled by him. She wanted to let him go in pain, but in the end she was the one who cried because of the pain.

She couldn't help sniffing her nose. She suppressed the pain and held back her tears. She lowered the corners of her mouth and looked away, sulking.

(End of this chapter)

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