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Chapter 639 The Ninth World That Likes You 9
【.】Da Da, you are actually more handsome if you are more modest!
Afterwards, Ye Xiange released the young man's chin, and looked down at Huai'an, "Actually, if you explain your purpose clearly to this hall, this hall will continue to dote on you. There are really very few men who have the courage to deceive this hall! Huai'an, you succeeded It piqued my interest."

【.】too strong!

The young man took a few steps back, his tone was cold and firm, "Huai'an has no second thoughts about His Highness!"

He smiled slightly, healing people's hearts like the warm sun in spring. At this moment, under the light and shadow, crystal clear tears slipped down. The tears of a beauty are extremely shocking.

Ye Xiange listened to him and continued, "I still remember the scene when I saw His Highness for the first time. It was a sunny afternoon. After the Xuanwu War, His Highness returned triumphantly. I saw His Highness riding a heroic horse on the tower. After a glance, the slave family could never forget His Highness's heroic appearance, and since then his heart has fallen.

The slave family has always told themselves that it is not allowed to fall in love with His Highness.The slave family knew that their status was humble and humble, and they were not worthy of the heroic and mighty Highness, so these thoughts could only be kept in their hearts.

However, seeing His Highness's handsome face today, I can't control my eager heart. If I take the initiative too much, His Highness will hate it!But in the end, I still couldn't control my behavior, but I didn't...I didn't expect His Highness to miss me so much! "

After finishing speaking, he actually wanted to climb up the window. Ye Xiange used his lightness skills to fly over and hug the young man's waist, and took him into his arms and sat down on the bed.

Gently and gently wiped away the tears on the young man's face with a handkerchief, "I am suspicious, I blamed Huai'an, Huai'an must not cry, my heart will be broken!"

【.】I was caught off guard and about to vomit!You're heartbroken, what an old rascal you are!

Nan Huai'an leaned against the woman's chest, looking very weak. These tricks were all used by him when he watched his father.

His father told him that what women are most afraid of is that men cry, so that they can win their love and affection.

He doesn't bother to use it, but it doesn't matter if he can achieve his goal in the end.

But is this woman too hypocritical? Is she also acting with him?

Since she has seen through him, why is she still willing to cooperate with him?
She clearly didn't like him, but she acted so emotionally.

Is this the difference of being a princess?

"Your Highness, do you believe in the slave family?"

"I misunderstood you. I didn't know that Huai'an was so affectionate towards me. It was my fault that I made you cry. I won't let you cry in the future."

Nan Huai'an listened to these serious words, but for a moment he actually felt that what she said was true.

But at the next moment, he regained consciousness in an instant, but it was just a play on the occasion, maybe because he took a fancy to the value of his body.

"Your Highness, I will wait for you in Chunxian Building. I hope Your Highness will not forget about my family." The young man's soft words made one's heart melt.

Ye Xiange knew what the young man meant after a little thought, which clearly hoped that she would take him back home.

"This is impossible! Since you are already a member of the hall, of course you have to follow the hall back to the residence."

Nan Huai'an was shocked again, did she know his purpose?But why does she still cooperate with him?
So he leaned on the woman's body and slowly sat up straight, "As long as His Highness can remember the slave family, the slave family is already very satisfied."

"What are you satisfied with? You don't feel at ease staying in the main hall of the Spring Immortal Building!" After finishing speaking, Ye Xiange stared deeply at the young man's face, "This face."

(End of this chapter)