Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 29 The Imperial City Woman's Dream Lover (28)

The warm breath sprayed on the ear, Jun Luo's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the white and beautiful earlobe couldn't help but turn a little red.

Di Qinghan looked down, but couldn't hold back after all, and took a bite of the tender tenderness.

The tingling sensation coming from the tips of the ears made Jun Luo's light brown eyes widen instantly, revealing a layer of water mist.

She was a little flustered, she kept her strength and pushed him away lightly, then turned around and ran out of the room, a little bit like running away.

He looked at Jun Luo's slender back, licked the corners of his lips, and gave a wicked smile, a pleasant chuckle overflowing from his throat.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at his right hand wrapped in white cloth.

Slowly bowing his head, he placed a light kiss on the white cloth.

Lolo...

No one can hurt you.

No one can.

.........

"Little Luoluo, our popularity hasn't risen for a long time!" Goose was a little discouraged, his host was indulging in illusory love, and almost forgot the original mission of coming to this world.

Jun Luo only raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "Don't worry."

"Hmph!" Goose huddled into a ball, "I'll never talk to you again!"

Jun Luo sighed softly, and reached out to touch the goose's soft down, "Tomorrow is the Hairpin Ceremony, is it not easy to collect popularity?"

Goose poked his head out fiercely, a pair of black peas shining brightly, "I adore you so much, little Luoluo!"

Its host seems to have everything under her control.

More importantly, he is so handsome!
Jun Luo couldn't help laughing as he looked at those star eyes that were clearly nympho. The coldness between his brows and eyes became a little bit more gentle, and the light golden sun shone down, and the years were quiet.

"Jun Luo?"

It's a pity that a gentle voice broke the moment of tranquility.

Goose quickly retracted his body, Jun Luo pretended to flick his sleeves lightly, and then looked up lightly.

It's Su Mo.

"What's the matter?" Her eyes were extremely pale, and her voice was clear and cold.

Her mood will only change in front of Di Qinghan and Goose, of course, except when flirting with girls.

Su Mo hesitated and stopped a meter away from her.

It was clear that he was not so indifferent to him before...

Shaking his head, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

As a man, he can't think too much!
Suppressing his emotions, he put a warm smile on his face again, and said gently: "Did you cure the Queen Mother's poison!"

"Ah."

Jun Luo nodded, apparently not wanting to continue the conversation, turned slightly to leave, but was stopped by Su Mo again.

"Jun Luo!"

This cry was a little hasty, Jun Luo couldn't help but frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cool voice, "Is there anything else?"

Su Mo took a step forward in a panic. For some reason, he just wanted to talk to the beautiful man in front of him, at least one more word.

"You...you are amazing..."

Holding back this sentence for a long time, Jun Luo really didn't have the patience to entangle with him.

"Thank you."

After the words fell, she turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

"Mr..."

Gritting his teeth, he took back what he was about to shout, and lowered his eyes a little annoyed, how could he become like this.

"Ding! Popularity value increased by 100."

"Little Luoluo! Why don't you talk to him more!" Goose really hates iron but steel, so it's enough to talk less with Di Qinghan and more with Su Mo!

Di Qinghan couldn't increase her popularity.

"Why?"

"It can increase your popularity!"

Jun Luo stopped, with a chill in his eyes, "He is a man, if I let him fall in love with me, he will be a liar."

"No, little Luoluo, you can't just flirt with girls! Isn't it cheating to cheat a girl's feelings?"

She shook her head lightly, her light eyes fell on a branch of delicate roses beside her.

"Those women only see me, and the popularity they generate is nothing more than temporary admiration and obsession. What I do will not hurt them."

(End of this chapter)