A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 362 The end of pretending to be a ghost (1)
Huangfu Shen Yan's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Lian Anning, beating the prince is a serious crime."

"Hmph, who saw me beating the prince?" Lian An Ning glanced around and said without hesitation.

If it's a friend's, just give her two punches to calm her down, who has overplayed her.

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I will be gentle." She dragged Huangfu Shen Yan to a place where there was no one, and suddenly softened her voice and coaxed.

The corners of Huangfu Shen Yan's mouth twitched non-stop, even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe Jia Anning's words, gentleness?Seeing how hard she used to deal with Nangong, she knew that she absolutely did not understand what gentleness was.

He must have been kicked in the forehead by a donkey just now, so he thought of pretending to be a ghost.

Murong Xiaoxiao shook his head and chuckled lightly, but he was not at all worried about what Huangfu Shen Yan was about to suffer.

She walked towards Nangongqi leisurely, with a pair of powerful big palms around her waist, so gentle, so precious, so cautious, even through the thick clothes, Murong Xiaoxiao could still feel Huangfu's hand. Mo Xie's palm felt warm, which reassured her.

"Nangong, we are friends, aren't we? Why didn't you notify us immediately of such a big incident at home?" Murong smiled and looked at Nangong Qi calmly with a calm face, and there was a trace of sullenness in his eyes that didn't blink for a moment.

"Boss... Boss!" Nangong Qi looked at Murong at a loss and smiled, feeling moved and warm in his heart, what could he do, he could get the care of so many people, it turned out that not all people abandoned him, He also has these few good friends who treat each other sincerely.

He felt Murong Xiaoxiao's anger, she was not blindly angry, but more worried about himself.

"Woo, boss, can you stop being so touching, it makes me want to hug you so much."

Nangong Qi's face was moved, and as he spoke, he threw the sword in his hand on the ground, and opened his arms to hug Murong with a smile. His wish to hug the boss should be fulfilled today, right?
Suddenly, a resistance came from his forehead, and Nangong Qi walked forward vigorously, but suddenly found that he was always standing still, not moving at all.

Huh?What's going on, why can't he get into her body even though the boss is right in front of her eyes?

"If you want to die, tell me earlier, and I will help you."

An extremely cold voice seemed to come from the top of the snow-capped mountain, carrying the chill enough to freeze the heart, making the apex of the heart tremble uncontrollably.

Nangong Qi was startled suddenly, who?Who is talking, why is there a strange sense of fear in his heart.

Murong smiled impatiently and looked at Huangfu Moxie who was slightly pouted, and one of his palms was resting on Nangong Qi's forehead. Nangong lowered his head and wanted to rush forward, while Huangfu Moxie Xie almost didn't use any force to stop Nangong from moving forward.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

Huangfu Moxie looked at Murong with a sad look, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "He wants to hug you, not to seek death or anything."

Nangong Qi's face was half dark. He had always heard how cold-blooded and ruthless Prince Wushuang was, how indifferent and cruel. He was always worried that the boss would jump into the fire pit if he married such a man, and whether the boss would be abused by him. , It is said that Prince Wushuang always wears a silver mask, mysterious and noble, just seeing his appearance, I also have a moment of doubt, wondering if he is the Prince Wushuang that everyone has passed on by word of mouth.

But seeing how he hugged the boss so lovingly, every time he glanced at him, the tenderness in his eyes was like a sea, almost drowning people in it, it was really different from the Wushuang prince he had heard, and he was just wondering about this man When talking about the relationship with the boss, I heard the boss say "Prince".

Now, he no longer had any doubts. This man exuding a chill all over his body was none other than Prince Wushuang, but what the prince said really stunned him.

He just wanted to hug the boss very simply, and he didn't have any wrong thoughts. Why is it so difficult for him to fulfill such a small request? intimidate.

He dared to swear that he had no wrong thoughts about the boss in his heart, it was really just that he wanted to hug the boss simply because he was moved.

The prince is really jealous...well, any man can't stand another man touching his wife, he understands.

Taking a step back, he glanced at Huangfu Moxie with lingering fear, and then smiled at Murong: "Hey, boss, don't take offense, I'm just too moved, thank you for not rejecting me."

Only then did Huangfu Moxie withdraw his hand obediently, but a pair of eagle-like black eyes stared at Nangong Qi without blinking, fearing that if he was negligent, he would take advantage of him.

Why do so many people want to take advantage of Xiaoer? Damn it, he has to drive harder.

"Nangong, since you called me boss, why didn't you come to me after such a big incident happened at home? Am I unreliable?"

"No... no, I'm afraid of causing you trouble."

In fact, he was afraid in his heart that they would be like his relatives, avoiding him after something happened to his family. He really regarded the boss, An Ning, and Xiao Qi as friends. Because he cared, he was even more afraid of losing .

Murong Xiaoxiao was obviously dissatisfied with his answer, and her eyes were full of anger when she stared at him. She took a few steps closer to Nangong Qi, and because of the height distance, she slightly raised her head and looked at him. This youthful and handsome young man was so angry that he stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head mercilessly.

"Nangong Qi, I don't think my cousin should beat up Xiaoqi, she should drag you into an alley and beat you up." What kind of brain is this, even she, who is extremely calm, can't help but want to be cruel teach him a lesson.

Nangong Qi covered his head with his hands, his white face was full of grievances: "Boss, you are so cruel." How often did An Ning beat him?Do you want to be so instigated, he is now a victim anyway, and his mood is extremely depressed physically and mentally, shouldn't he be comforted.

(End of this chapter)