Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 118 An exasperated kiss

She no longer claimed to be a concubine, and her blunt and unfamiliar tone seemed to be that Yu Wenzheng was just a stranger who had nothing to do with her.

A turbulent vortex rolled up in Yu Wenzheng's eyes, and he said like ice: "If you have the guts, tell me again."

With a beautiful smile like blue waves on Jian Yunling's lips, she got up and walked towards Yu Wenzheng, and looked at him condescendingly, "Didn't the lord hear clearly? Okay, I'll say it again. If you give me another chance, I will definitely be in the same situation. You won't be as stupid as you were back then, ruining the prince's good deeds for nothing."

Yu Wenzheng saw the sharp clarity in her pupils, his heart sank, and he said, "What do you know?"

Jian Yunling raised her eyebrows lightly, unable to hear any emotion, said: "Is the lord afraid? Is it because I know everything about the hunting ground, but it is just a scene you arranged early in the morning? Or is it because I know that from the beginning, Xiao Bai Is it the eyeliner you arranged at Jane's house? It must be fun for the prince to watch my monkey play with my teeth and claws in the dark like this.""

Yu Wenzheng's dark eyes contained evil spirits, as if he wanted to swallow everything in the world: "How do you know?"

Jian Yunling's body was cold, and the indistinct curvature of her lips revealed a distance that could not be grasped by reaching out: "Is this important?"

Yu Wenzheng's hoarse voice was like a ray of light, shattering the frozen air between the two: "I ask you, how do you know that!"

Jian Yunling's shoulders trembled slightly, she lowered her head and smiled, her laughter was suppressed and ghostly: "This is my room, of course I want to know what the prince said here."

Yu Wenzheng's handsome face was covered with a terrifying hostility, and a bone-piercing cold voice overflowed from his lips: "You heard that."

Unquestionable certainty, like a big rock, weighs down heavily.

With the matter at this point, Jian Yunling felt that there was nothing to hide anymore, so she met his eyes indifferently, and said coldly: "Yes, I heard it."

"What else did you hear?" A cold light flashed across Yu Wenzheng's eyes, sharp and piercing.

The smile on the corners of Jian Yunling's lips was still beautiful, and she said, "Everything."

Yu Wenzheng's face turned blue, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Jian Yunling said coldly: "I think the lord probably has nothing to say to me. If that's the case, the concubine will resign."

She was about to leave with a flick of her sleeves, but a pair of powerful hands grabbed her wrists and pulled her back. She fell into a domineering embrace. The long gauze dress slid down her shoulders, revealing her fair and alluring collarbone.

"What does the lord want to do?" Jian Yunling put her hand against his chest, her beautiful eyes were as cold as snow.

Yu Wenzheng tightly locked her in his arms, fixed his fiery eyes on her exposed delicate and moist skin, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his throat, which made his voice hoarse: "Where are you going?"

At this time, Jian Yunling was leaning halfway between his arms, her starry eyes were flowing, her red lips were alluring, her graceful and slender jade neck and her slender arms like tender lotus root, all of them fell in his eyes and aroused his heart A deep, unquenchable desire.

"Where I'm going has nothing to do with the prince!" Jian Yunling noticed the change in his eyes and struggled desperately to leave.

Yu Wenzheng tightened her grip, exuding a forceful aura all over his body: "You are my king's woman, so of course you have something to do with me!"

Jian Yunling raised her chin, pretended to be calm and said: "I'm not your woman, we only have the name of husband and wife, but we don't have the reality of husband and wife."

Yu Wenzheng's phoenix eyes ignited a wicked charm, and said: "Oh, is that so? I will let you know today whether you are my woman or not!"

As he said that, he leaned down, the masculine aura enveloped Jian Yunling, and his thin lips that were cut by a knife pressed against hers, leaving a kiss as fierce as a storm.

(End of this chapter)