Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 167 Chapter 192 He wants to do that with her?
Yan Qingcheng faltered and said:
"Well, my lord, if you want to find a woman, I believe, um, the beauties and concubines of Prince Qi'an's mansion are all lined up, how about, how about, the lord go back and solve it first...?"

Chu Yuanheng digested it for a while before he understood the meaning behind Yan Qingcheng's evasive words, and he couldn't help but want to laugh and get angry at the same time.

What I want to laugh at is that this dead woman actually thought he was going to sleep with her, so...

What makes me angry is that this dead woman generously pushed him to other women in order not to have sex with him! !

With a dark face, he looked down at Yan Qingcheng condescendingly, suppressed his anger, and said coldly:

"Are you so impatient to show your future Princess Qi An—a generous heart?"

Yan Qingcheng shrank her neck, "I, no, that's not what I meant."

Chu Yuanheng casually picked up the bath towel on the bed and threw it on Yan Qingcheng's wet head. Without saying a word, he turned and walked out angrily.

Yan Qingcheng was stunned holding the bath towel, wondering if Chu Yuanheng was angry?Still angry?
From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the bed inadvertently, and suddenly stopped.

On the bed were her clean bedtime clothes and bath towels in her hands. These should have been prepared by Chu Yuanheng and placed on the bed in advance, and she was soaked through at this moment...

Yan Qingcheng suddenly realized that when Chu Yuanheng said hands-on, he probably meant to change clothes by hand.

She held onto her forehead wanting to cry without tears, and found that she, who was so good at psychology, had definitely short-circuited her brain. She was so angry that she kept beating her wooden fish head with her fingers, telling herself to think wildly and be passionate.

She jumped up under the blanket, hurriedly took off her wet clothes, quickly changed into clean clothes, picked up the bath towel and wiped her hair while shouting outside, "Yunxi."

Yun Xi didn't come in, but Chu Yuanheng walked in.

Yan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and looked outside Chu Yuanheng, as if he hadn't seen Yunxi for a while.

Chu Yuanheng went straight to Yan Qingcheng's expressionless face, pulled the bath towel in her hand, and silently wiped Yan Qingcheng's hair. His movements are extremely gentle.

Yan Qingcheng gave way in discomfort, and Chu Yuanheng pulled her back to the original place and stood still.

He said something coldly while brushing his hair.

"Yun Xi has already retreated, only you and me are left here."

This Yunxi probably already knew that the little evildoer was Chu Yuanheng, otherwise how could he be so straightforward.

Even if they don't know that they are alone, just Chu Yuanheng can scare Yun Xi so much that he wants to become a rat, digging three feet to hide himself in it, Yun Xi must know who Chu Yuanheng is.

Yan Qingcheng stood there in embarrassment, his eyes turned around in a daze, and after finally waiting for Chu Yuanheng to dry her hair slowly, he actually took her hand and walked towards the dressing table.

And she didn't resist, obediently led by Chu Yuanheng to the dressing table, while slandering herself for being too worthless.

Chu Yuanheng pressed Qingcheng to sit down, picked up the large-toothed sandalwood comb on the dressing table, and combed Yan Qingcheng's hair.

Yan Qingcheng flinched in flattery.

Chu Yuanheng was displeased and said:

"Sit down and don't move!"

Yan Qingcheng didn't move, and complained in his heart that this guy's face was so fickle that he was a little perverted.

Chu Yuanheng quietly combed Yan Qingcheng's hair, and strands of hair flowed through his fingers like waterfalls, like Buddha dust passing across his soft heart, tender and itchy.

(End of this chapter)