The Beauty of the World: The Peerless Female Army

Chapter 83 The Prince with Broken Sleeves (2)

"Young master Fu, you look so good-looking." The third prince's eyes kept wandering on my face, with a greedy smile on his face.It's like... like the smile of a hunter when he sees that he has stepped into the trap he set!

As soon as I heard his words, I immediately felt my scalp go numb, coupled with the smile in his eyes, if I hadn't been grabbed by him, I don't know if I would have run away.I struggled hard, trying to free my hand from the third prince's.I didn't want the Third Prince to grab my hand even more tightly.Helpless, I had to let him hold it.

"Third Prince, please talk inside." It was quite strange how two big men stood on the street holding hands so tightly.

"Okay, let's talk inside, talk inside." The smile on the third prince's face was about to burst into bloom.

The third prince and I walked into the shop side by side, and then turned into the room behind the shop, which is where I prepared to work and discuss business.

"You all go down!" After entering the inner room, the third prince pulled me to sit down, and said to his guards and servants standing in the room and Chen Rui who followed me in.

Chen Rui gave me a worried look, and finally fled as quickly as possible.This kid is so fucking ungrateful!I slandered in my heart.

After the third prince's servants left, they closed the door very intimately. Now, only the third prince and I are left in the whole room.

Seeing that there were no other people, the third prince became more courageous.He reached out his other hand and began to stroke the back of mine.

"Let go of me!" Finally, I couldn't stand this perverted prince anymore, I shouted coldly.

"Hehe, what a beauty, even being angry is so pitiful!" The third prince said, stroking my face with his hand.I turned my face away, trying to escape his clutches, but how could he let me escape?His hand was like a magnet, and finally, his palm touched my face.

I thought, I'm glad I'm not a real man, otherwise I'd definitely spit it out on the spot.However, even if I am not a real man, thinking that I am in the hands of a man with a broken sleeve, and that he is using his claws to domineering over my face, I feel chills in my heart.

"Third Prince, let me go!" I yelled anxiously.

"Hush, dear, can't you be quiet for a while?" The third prince looked at my face intently and said.

"Well, Third Prince, I'm a normal man, I'm not good at what you said." Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, and said.

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(End of this chapter)