Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

The emperor coughed twice:

"in this case, Chen Aiqing is very good at cultivating himself."

People say that he doesn't give up. Can he force people to go to war? Isn't this a matter of fact.

After the next Dynasty, Xiahou Qinghuan and Chen Yan went back to the house by carriage.

On the way, Chen Yan asked seriously.

"Qinghuan, I know you must doubt why I know that you and Rongwang are at odds, but in any case, I will not hurt you. So you have to believe me. "

Chen Yan clenched the hand of summer Marquis Qinghuan, with soft light in his eyes.

With a scornful chuckle, Xiahou Qinghuan held out his index finger and stabbed Chen Yan's head:

"what can you do to me? Even if one day I was killed, you didn't tell me, you killed me, I won't doubt you at all. "

Even if I had enough evidence to point out that you were the one who hurt me, I would not believe it. Whether it is true or not, even if it is true, I will cheat myself. Chen Yan has never betrayed me, never.

Chen Yan looked at the corner of the mouth aroused by the summer Marquis Qinghuan, inexplicably some heartache.

He knew that he had experienced a lot of betrayal. Maybe he didn't believe the truth for a long time, but he was willing to believe him. He is willing to give him all his trust, even if it is broken to pieces, he will not regret it.

Chen Yan gave a hard kiss to Xiahou Qinghuan and said with a smile:

"what nonsense, even if the whole world will come to harm you, but you are not included in the people of the whole world."

When Xiahou Qinghuan heard Chen Yan's Xianggong, he immediately blushed:

"you Who are you? Don't talk nonsense

Chen Yan teased him and deliberately bit him on the chin:

"I am your husband! Don't you admit it long ago. "

Xiahou Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed.

He is a prince of a country, what kind of beauty do not want, but now he nests in the arms of a man, letting that man make his cheek blush.

But

What else could he do but admit his life?

Xiahou Qinghuan touched the jaw with tooth marks that had just been gnawed by Chen Yan, and pretended to be unhappy:

"is it dirty? It's rubbing your saliva on my face."

Chen Yan jokingly said:

"when we were kissing each other, you even ate my saliva, but now you are disgusted with it?"

Chen Yan's words immediately made Xiahou Qinghuan angry.

Xia Hou Qinghuan covered Chen Yan's mouth:

"shut up! shut up! If you talk nonsense again, I will... "

"What are you doing? Oh, you can stop my mouth with your mouth

Chen Yan's eyes are a smile, and then hard to crush the summer Marquis Qinghuan on the cushion of the carriage, the pro of death.

It's like trying to swallow the whole person of Xiahou Qinghuan into his stomach.

The most intense time, Xiahou Qinghuan looked at the top of the carriage and felt twisted.

If you are conscious of something vague, you won't admit it.

Hard mouth is personality, arrogance is setting.

After the kiss, Xiahou Qinghuan felt that his lips were swollen.

Chen Yan even said with a bad smile:

"how is your mouth swollen? I'll help you get rid of the swelling. "

Chen Yan gently kisses the lips of Xiahou Qinghuan.

Different from the fierce just now, a kiss from a dragonfly.

It's like putting you on the top of my heart, taking you as the only one.

Summer Hou Qinghuan's eyes slightly red.

Never, someone did that to him.

The people around him came and went, and came again and again. Some people betray him, others want to use him to gain glory and wealth.

Chen Yan is not with any purpose, good to him, good to him, as if only a deep-rooted habit. Just because he is him.

However, at the same time of being moved, Xia Hou Qinghuan's heart rose a kind of almost violent emotion.

Chen Yan, don't leave me. Don't try to get rid of me. I will make your life worse than death. Break your leg or kill you, as long as you're mine.

"Prime minister, there is a carriage in front of us which is blocking our way."

Just when the summer Marquis Qinghuan was thinking wildly, the voice of the coachman suddenly came.

When facing Chen Yan, Xiahou Qinghuan will change from a tiger to a cat. However, when he treats others, he does not have such a good temper.

Xiahou Qinghuan frowned and his voice was cold:

"the name of my official is on the newspaper."

In the state of Chu, he sat on the position of prime minister, one under ten thousand people. There are people who dare to stop him.

Xia Hou Qinghuan's temper was not good. Chen Yan knew that, so Chen Yan bit the tip of Xiahou Qinghuan's nose intimately:

"don't be so angry. Be careful of the fire. "The summer Marquis Qinghuan this just astringes on own body's fierce spirit.

Chen Yan doesn't like to see him get angry, he knows, so he will restrain himself.

The coachman's voice trembled:

"prime minister The man That man is said to be Lord Rong of the state of Zhou. "

Xiahou Qinghuan's face, which had just eased down, suddenly sank down.

In a flash, the gloomy atmosphere like the arrival of ghosts filled the whole carriage. With a gentle smile, Xiahou Qinghuan looked like a gorgeous ghost. Though charming and gorgeous, he could kill people.

"Oh, he dares to stop the carriage of the palace."

A word gently, spit out from that red lip, let a person shudder.