Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

When she's drunk, it's a time to let go of herself.

At this moment, he has to reprimand himself.

Wanxi felt very aggrieved.

Curl your mouth, it seems that the next second will directly cry out.

"Brother Zhuo, I have no mischief. Why don't you like me? What's wrong with me? Why don't you like me... "

It seems that such a depressed mood in the bottom of Wanxi's heart for too long.

I've been left out for so many years.

Especially in the past two years, brother Zhuo has basically avoided her.

Make Wanxi's mood more depressed.

The little weeping voice of Nian Wan Xi gradually turned into a bigger and bigger cry. Holding on to the clothes of the year-round Zhuo, it seems that it is not very enjoyable.

Lie down on the body of the annual average Zhuo, put the lower jaw on the shoulder of the average year Zhuo.

Slightly lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit on his shoulder.

Slowly a little bit more strength.

On weekdays, she looks warm, soft and easy to get along with.

In fact, she is also hiding her own small claws.

It's going to hurt when it comes out.

Every year Zhuo has a little bit of pain, but the strength of holding people in his hands is slowly increasing. It seems that he is worried about Wanxi falling down.

Looking at Jun Ling coming face to face.

Every year Zhuo holds one in his arms, but he has no more strength to manage Xiaoqing's words.

What's more, I'm afraid that someone is not willing to let him be more in charge.

However, I'm ready to say one more sentence. Nian Wanxi seems to be relieved.

There are still a few tears on his face, and he nests in the arms of Zhuo.

There was also a sobbing and sobbing voice in his voice, "asshole, brother Zhuo is an asshole..."

I know her mind clearly, but I still treat her like this

At the moment, the year of Zhuo with the year Wanxi has gone a few steps.

Cry to the one in your arms.

For a moment, Zhuo's heart has softened.

Although Wan Xi was the medicine King Valley he picked up when he was a child, she was also raised under the old Valley master's knee.

He looked at the little girl who grew up and accompanied him to grow up.

At this moment, watching in his arms cry into this appearance, the average year Zhuo how much is also some can not bear heart.

Fortunately, Wanxi is drunk now. She can't hear what she says. She doesn't know.

Only at this time, it seems that you can relax a little bit. "Yes, I'm a jerk. You really don't have to put your heart on people like me, Xiao Xi. "

Even when I was drunk, when I heard the story, I was saying something to myself.

Year Wanxi is not happy at all.

Frowning and disgusted, "I don't listen. Brother Zhuo, I just like you. What I like doesn't make sense. I don't want to listen to what you say to me. You mean it..."

Speaking, Nian Wanxi also knows to stretch out her hand and cover her mouth.

Although did not use much strength, but every year Zhuo really shut up, did not say more.

……

This way, at the Yaoshan.

When Wanxi was taken away, the young words seemed to have two parts of consciousness. She looked up vaguely.

It seems to be reluctantly recognized that the person who came over is the year of Zhuo.

He also chuckled, "uncle, Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, she is drunk..."

Obviously, he was drunk.

I started to talk with some forewords.

Jun Ling looked at this moment, although a little confused, but lost the original kind of rejection in thousands of miles away from the cold young words.

The heart is moving.

Instead of leaving with the young words in her arms, she sat down slowly on her side.