Chapter 188 The prince is too much 9
Ye Qizhu froze for a moment, looked into Bei Jue's deep eyes, and didn't react for a while.

What is this all about.

But soon, a light flashed in her head, and she immediately understood what Bei Jue meant, and blushed all of a sudden.

"You...you rascal!"

Bei Jue smiled lightly: "If I'm not a rascal, how can I nourish you?"

Ye Qizhu clenched her lips in sullen anger and embarrassment, and stammered when she got anxious: "It has nothing to do with you, my girl... I am a natural beauty, no... I don't need your moisture!"

Seeing her pitiful little appearance about to be exhausted, Bei Jue straightened up and motioned to her: "This king wants to eat the lion's head."

But Ye Qizhu looked at the meatballs in his hand, couldn't help but tighten the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look aside, and ignored him angrily.

She is so bullying that the person who owes money and refuses to pay her back is still ordering her with peace of mind. She is really mad at her.

Seeing that Ye Qizhu hadn't moved for a long time, Bei Jue's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, and then he lifted the chopsticks calmly, pretending to be low: "My king's words should have been taken by Hua Qi, since If you don’t plan to take it anymore, then I don’t have to force you by force.”

Ye Qizhu immediately let out a suffocating breath and held it in his chest, turning his head angrily and glaring at Bei Jue, his face turned black instantly.

How could this person say this without shame?She was really curious about what Bei Jue's face was made of.sheepskin?Cowhide?No, no, it's so thick, it must be pigskin!As the saying goes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, isn't he talking about Bei Jue!
Breathing heavily, Ye Qizhu clenched the chopsticks tightly.

She knew that Bei Jue, a black-bellied stinky hooligan, must not be so kind and wanted to pay her wages all of a sudden, but she is short of money now, and her stupid second brother eats buns for nothing, so even if Bei Jue If a quagmire is really dug for her, she will hold her nose and jump.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Qizhu could only sigh. Before his chopsticks reached the plate, he quickly poked the chopsticks into the palm-sized meatballs and stretched them over.

But she waited, Bei Jue not only didn't answer, but said flatly: "It's out of reach."

Ye Qizhu couldn't help snorting: "Then won't you stretch out the bowl yourself?"

Bei Jue was indifferent, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Qizhu's flushed cheeks because of his coquettish anger, as seductive as a ripe red apple on a branch, as if waiting for him to pick it.

Before he knew it, his deep eyes and breath froze.

This little thing showed no sincerity to perfunctory him, but he just liked seeing Ye Qizhu feel helpless towards him.

Taking a deep breath calmly, Bei Jue slightly smiled fondly, deliberately teasing her.

"My king has short hands."

Ye Qizhu immediately gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

She, Ye Qizhu, who died once, thought she was fearless, but met Bei Jue.What's more terrible is that this guy seems destined to be her death spot. She can not be afraid of the sky, the earth, the monsters and ghosts, and the villains are not afraid of getting close to her. ability to resist.

This product is poisonous, absolutely poisonous!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qizhu had no choice but to walk to Bei Jue's side, but just when she was about to put the meatballs into Bei Jue's bowl...

(End of this chapter)

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