The enchanting princess is not easy to mess with

Chapter 83 I am responsible to you④

Shangguan Fengche suddenly raised his eyes, looked straight at her, and said very seriously, "Don't worry, I only love you in this life, and I will protect you. From today onwards, unless I die, no one will be able to love you again." To hurt you, if there is a knife coming towards you, even if I can't take you to avoid it, I will cover you and block it with my body, and I will never allow anyone to hurt a single hair of yours in front of my eyes."

Xuan'er, marry me.

"Xuan'er, I will protect you. From today onwards, unless I die, no one will be able to hurt you again. If a knife comes at you, even if I fail to take you away, it will cover you. Block it with your body, and never allow anyone to hurt a single hair of yours in front of my eyes."

Men all over the world will tell lies, sweet talk, and trick women into being fooled.

But when Shangguan Fengche said these words, every word and every sentence was inconceivably slow, as if making a solemn oath.

The sonorous and forceful words gave Sikong Xuan'er an illusion, as if they could directly reach her heart, and they would be carved like knives and axes, leaving an indelible mark.

She believed that Shangguan Fengche was definitely not lying to her.

He spoke with his heart, and she listened with her heart. The sincerity in the face to face was overwhelming, and she would never be mistaken.

Sikong Xuan'er didn't speak, she looked full of thoughts.

Shangguan Fengche said again, "Xuan'er, marry me."

As if bewitched, she nodded wildly.

Shangguan Fengche happily picked up Sikong Xuan'er, spun around a few times, then pressed her on the table and kissed her passionately.

Ye Yating didn't see the boy back yet, and Ye Yating in the room became more and more restless.

She wanted to go out and have a look, but she was afraid that it was daytime, and if someone saw her, all her plans would go to waste.

At night, the servant hadn't come back yet, and this uneasiness became more and more intense. Ye Yating finally couldn't hold back, and pushed open the door to go out.

"Yating?"

Ye Yating's footsteps stopped, and her mind turned back and forth.

"Quan Ye? Is that you?"

In the night, you can't see very clearly, and you can only distinguish people by their voices.

"it's me."

"Yating, it's so late, where are you going?"

Sikong Quanye approached and asked again.

"Oh, I feel that I accidentally threw away the gift that Miss Sikong brought me at noon today. It's very inappropriate, so I want to apologize to her."

"Hehe, that girl is very nervous, you don't need to talk to her. She will be fine tomorrow."

It's late at night before you wake up to apologize?Are you really that kind?

Sikong Quanye was very disdainful towards Ye Yating in his heart, but his facial expressions were well done, and he didn't show any displeasure.

"Then how can I go there... Quan Ye, where are you going?"

"I'm on the way with you, and I'm also looking for that stinky girl."

By the way?

That's good, just to show him how lewd and slutty his precious sister is.

"Really? What a coincidence. Then let's go quickly. It's so late and I don't know if Miss Sikong has a rest."

You also know it's late now?Maybe there is some conspiracy.

Sikong Quanye secretly despised Ye Yating in his heart.

When they arrived at the door, Sikong Quan and Ye saw that Sikong Xuan'er's light was still on, so he knew that she was not asleep.

He simply didn't knock on the door anymore, just pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Sikong Quanye's eyes suddenly widened, his brain was in a dead state, completely petrified.

But the reactions of Ye Yating and Sikong Quanye who came in later were almost the same.

Sikong Xuan'er was pressed down on the table by Shangguan Fengche for a kiss, her clothes had already retreated to her waist, exposing most of her shoulders, and the bed behind her was covered with messy sheets.There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the whole room.

No matter how stupid you are, you know what happened just now. . .

(End of this chapter)