Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

The Lord is always critical.

Although on the battlefield, you can do with anything.

But once you enter the palace, if you have a choice, you will never be too picky about the princes.

Even higher than ordinary people.

The clothes thrown by the princess are not as good as those on his shadow guards. How can you let the prince

However, see Si Junling do not speak, young words want to put both hands around the chest, put out a bit domineering posture.

Unfortunately, the arm has not been raised, it is not acid.

I had to put it down.

Looking at Si Junling's eyes obviously with a smile, the young speech is even more uncomfortable, "a word, do you change or not?"

Si Junling reached out and took the clothes in his hand.

He pinched it slowly.

There was no impatience on his face.

Only handed over to the young man again, but it was driving the wheelchair under him towards the door of the room two points, "the princess helped me change it."

There's something in it.

She won't change it until she helps, right?

The young man snorted coldly.

Did not continue haughty, pushing people into the house.

He raised his hand and took off the fine brocade on his body. Then he threw the simple outer shirt on him and said, "you can wear it yourself."

She didn't have the strength to help him.

Si Junling's lips always with a slight smile, honestly put on this simple clothes.

Then she stood in front of the young resignant, allowing her to look at it, "can the princess be satisfied with this time?"

The youth speech was a casual glance.

But just for a moment.

Young people are more and more unbalanced.

She deliberately looked for a gray, rustic color.

Can not expect, so ugly color in Si Junling body, or he wear out a different feeling.

Pearls and jades are covered with dust.

Clothes are dust, he is pearls.

No matter how ordinary the clothes are, they can't cover up his amazing.

Young words can't help but curl his lips, "this face watching world, really can't live."

Si Junling slightly hook lips, not much.

The young man gave him a silent look.

Directly next to the small medicine box to embrace over, toward the division Junling's calf gently kicked a foot, "hurry up, sit down."

Si Junling followed suit.

Young CI stood in front of Si Junling, slightly bent down and pounded on his cheek.

Then, as usual, he put a thin human skin mask on his face.

To cover his excessively dazzling face.

An ordinary face that can't be seen in an ordinary face.

With this dusty dress.

Looking from left to right, he was satisfied.

Raised his hand gently patted Si Junling's cheek, with a smile on his face, "well, it's good. It's more pleasing to the eye."

Si Junling reached for a hook and took the young man to his arms.

The young man exclaimed, "what are you doing! I'm going to leave later. If you dare to mess with me, I'll bite you! "

To deal with Si Junling, young CI can't think of any way.

Blurt it out.

With a faint smile, Si Junling raised his hand and patted the waist side of the young man's speech. "I just want to ask, what kind of identity does the princess intend to give me, eh?"

He knows?

She hasn't said it yet.

The young man was slightly surprised.

It's a quick relief.

It is also a very difficult thing for a demon like Si Junling not to be guessed out by him.

It's just that the gesture of speaking is really too subdued.

Young words pushed Si Junling's chest, "Si Junling, how can I talk to you like this? Let go first