Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Three years, more than 1000 days and nights.

He really missed her. He wanted her to talk to himself and see himself.

Even if it's the same as now, it's OK to quarrel with him.

Lying on that cold bed for so long, he held the only cold body day and night.

Jun Ling's heart gave birth to a trace of impulse.

When he came back to God, he had pulled the people in front of him into his arms.

Hold it tightly.

Absorb the fragrance of her body, as if this light medicine fragrance, the palpitation and dryness in his heart were all smoothed.

Young words struggled for some time, but failed.

Let him hold on to himself.

Those tender and tender words in the ear side think of, let the young speech mind slightly shake.

A sour and soft feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't help shaking.

She was already holding herself back.

But the slight tremor, Jun Ling or aware.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and in the end, only a wry smile.

A little helpless.

Head down and rub against her, like a big dog.

Trying to coax their master happy.

"Are you still angry? What do you say you will not be angry and happy. As long as you can tell, I'll do it all right? "

"Or, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Let me hold it for a while..."

"Qingci, please stay and don't leave. I really don't want to hold that corpse again. You are very cold, from the inside to the outside, but I'm still not hot. How to talk to you, you don't pay attention to me... "

Jun Ling seems to be in a kind of what do not know the so-called mood in general.

I've been talking about it all the time.

There's no time to stop.

Young words slightly frown, always feel that such Jun Ling, seems to be something wrong.

Before Rao was, he would lose his temper, but he would never be like this.

Young words after all or some can not help but the bottom of the heart of doubt, very low voice of the mouth called a, "Jun Ling?"

She has never called his real name since we met.

At this moment, it's even a surname.

If Junling is in a normal mood, she will react.

But at the moment, Junling really seems to have not heard.

Still holding her, rubbing back and forth, "Qingci, it's good that you're back. Promise me not to leave. If you like Yaowang Valley, you can stay in Yaowang valley. If you are rejected, I will come to see it from time to time, OK

With her body, it's just like a person's body burning in the fire.

At last, he realized that something was wrong.

It's just locked up and can't move at all.

"Asshole, it's still such a bully at this time." Young words could not help but make complaints about it.

The only thing that can move is probably your own arms.

She took the little cloth bag from her sleeve and drew a silver needle from it.

According to the position of Jun Ling's neck, he went in slowly.

Probably without any precautions against her.

Such a dangerous place, he also directly exposed to himself.

In fact, the mood of young CI is a little complicated.

But the medicine on the silver needle, it is at this time slowly played a role.

Then lying on her body, the voice of the voice is getting smaller and smaller, and then no more sound.

The arms seemed to be powerless, falling on both sides.

Young words gently push, the whole person directly fell on the bed.

In the light of the Pearl of night, he could see the abnormal flush on his face.