Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 112 I don't want you to be responsible
Hearing her question, Mustache smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Your Highness will come down to wash the girl right away."

Yun Weilan nodded, but felt something was wrong after nodding.

"You mean god horse?"

Analyze the subject, predicate and object of this sentence. Damn it, Your Highness is the subject... Qian Feihan cleans her up personally? ? ?

The smile on the mustache's face was still there, and he repeated: "Your Highness said, he will come to clean you later."

Yun Weilan collapsed on the bed, vomiting blood inwardly.

Didn't you say that you are not close to women?

He fucking saw her yesterday and hugged her, oh yes, he even fed her with his own hands, did he really like her?
Mustache got up and put the clean dress and cloth towel aside. When he heard footsteps coming from the door, he immediately got up and saluted: "See Your Highness."

"Xiao Huzi, you go out." Qingyang followed behind, and made a hinting gesture towards Xiao Huzi just like last night.

So the two walked away, and even closed the door behind them.

Yun Weilan lay down in big characters, swallowing secretly, "Your Highness...why did you come down so early today? Have you had breakfast yet?"

After saying this, she really wanted to give herself two big ears.

Damn, what are you talking about!

Those who didn't know thought she wanted him to feed him again.

Qian Feihan walked to her side, "No."

No, of course the answer is whether she had breakfast.

Just as Yun Weilan raised his head to speak, suddenly a black shadow enveloped him, and he looked down at her from above.

"Want to help you fade away alone, or you fade away by yourself."

Yun Weilan: "..." Boss, what you said is very ambiguous.

"Why, don't you think it's dirty?"

Looking at the man's eyes full of interest, she actually felt that today's Qian Feihan was less cold and hard than before, and had a little more...human touch?

"Won't you clean it for me?" Although the mustache had said it, she still wanted to struggle to the death.

"Otherwise, who do you want to clean for you?" The man's voice sank, but it was a little dangerous.

There is probably a kind of meaning that if she says that whoever wipes it will cut off the person's hand.

Yun Weilan twitched the corners of her lips: "No, it's better not to use it, I am a woman of unknown origin, don't bother Your Highness to do it myself..."

"Do you want to wash it or not?" He directly interrupted her, "Yun Weiyu has already buried it, do you want to go and see?"

These words made her pupils shrink.

"After washing, I will take you there."

Now that we've talked about it, Yun Weilan can't be pretentious anymore, she can't do it by herself, so she can only... rely on him.

"Well, Your Highness, can you always...close your eyes? After all, don't look at evil, you have to be responsible for it, right?"

"I am alone in charge."

Yun Weilan: "..." Wow, can we continue our chat today!

She was so mad in her heart that she gave him a stern look, and then emphasized without fear of death: "You close your eyes, I don't want you to be responsible."

His Gujing Wubo eyes were stained with displeasure, and he stepped forward to take off her clothes without hesitation.

"Damn it, Qian Feihan, you are a disciple!"

The man snorted coldly: "Shut up."

Yun Weilan was completely silent, and let him wipe the dirt for her with a clean cloth towel, feeling helpless and depressed in his heart.

The two fell silent, and the temperature of his fingertips would touch her skin from time to time, which made her feel strange.

Yun Weilan closed her eyes, trying her best to ignore this strange feeling.

"Turn around." Just as she was seriously thinking about how to escape later, he said in vain.

Yun Weilan: "..."

turn over?
"That, no need, I think just rubbing my back will be fine, heh, hehe, hehehe."

She felt that she could no longer look directly at the man's face except for a dry smile.

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(End of this chapter)