Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

It was a beautiful and dangerous face.

Yan Jun has never seen a person who can be so beautiful.

He used to see his eyes through the mask. At that time, he only felt beautiful, but he never felt that those eyes could be so breathtaking.

From the corner of the eye to the end of the eye, the whole contour of the eyes is very fresh and smooth. It looks like the ink line of fine brushwork, flexible and tactful. The pupil of the eye looks like the most beautiful color in the green bamboo forest. Maybe it's because the arm is too painful to unload. There is a kind of water light in the eyes, which makes people fascinated. The eyelashes are very long, like the most gorgeous tail of Phoenix plume.

It's just this face.

Only such a face can set off the color of the eyes to such an extreme beauty.

The face is exquisitely carved and indistinguishable between male and female. It's like the description of an independent expert on the top of a mountain looking at the heavenly work. It's as far away as the independence of a high mountain and as lofty as the collapse of a jade mountain. The silver hair poured down like a waterfall, vaguely covering Ji Rao's slender body. The traces all over his body had a kind of abusive aesthetic feeling. It was clear that he was a god like person, but now he seemed to be pulled down from the cloud and fell into the cloud.

Rao is such a determined person as Yan Jun, and he was stunned for a long time.

He looked at himself, then at the dagger on the bed, and finally fixed his eyes on Ji Rao.

He thought Ji Rao was going to kill him, but he was still a little angry and wanted to give him a hard time.

But now it seems

It is clear that the national master was forced by himself. It is estimated that he can't stand the humiliation, so he killed himself.

He really can't remember last night.

He is clearly in the subordinate's home. How did he come back? Who sent him back? How did he send him to Ji Rao's room.

He pinched his eyebrows and said, "you..."

Ji Rao's jaw is tight and stares at Yan Jun.

His hair was loose, his eyes were dishonorable, and his clothes were not neat. Yan Jun only felt that he was like a whore in the brothel who didn't give money the next day.

But he also knows that Ji Rao is not the one who can handle it with a few taels of silver.

"Last night..."

He didn't finish.

Because Ji Rao's eyes were hard on him.

Yan Jun sighed deeply, "I was drunk last night, those things are not my original intention."

"Let me go."

Ji Rao's voice is a little hoarse. It sounds very worn.

Yan Jun thought that he called last night, but Ji Rao didn't say a word last night, just because he was too embarrassed to speak, he choked up, just like now.

Yan Jun Leng Leng, "you tell me the whereabouts of Yun An, I..."

"Go away."

Yunan, Yunan, Yunan.

Ji Rao has been listening to the name all night.

It's disgusting to hear one more sentence now.

Yan Jun frowned slowly, his face serious, "Ji Rao, Yun An, he..."

"Go away!"

Yan Jun was silent.

There was no other sound in the air for a moment, only Ji Rao's gasping.

Yan Jun reaches for Ji Rao's arm. Ji Rao has no strength and can't stop him.

Just listen to the slight sound of bone, Yan all unloaded the arm to Ji Rao to install up again, that moment of pain let Ji Rao face twisted for a moment.

Yan Jun reaches for his clothes, puts them on in a hurry and leaves, as if unwilling to stay here for a while.