The Jealous Cold Prince

The next morning, Yu Xiyuan yawned and rubbed her eyes. She was ready to turn over. She got up after a quiet moment.

But

It's not right to turn over.

How do you feel a wall around you? Hard and elastic, like It's still meat!

She didn't react, but the flesh wall did.

Yu Xiyuan, with a black face, looked down and asked with a cold face, "so you took off my clothes at the same time?"

"I don't know," said Luo Zhan, pretending to be a fool. He blinked, looked down, and raised his head. He said, "my clothes are missing. I did this."

"You..."

Yu Xiyuan doesn't know when this man has become so "cheap". There are only two of them in this room, and outsiders can't get in. He didn't do it, but did he do it himself?

But he can't admit it. What a scoundrel!

"Can you get up from me

Yu Xiyuan said this sentence with gnashing teeth.

She didn't have the strength to push Luo Zhanqing away. She could only say that she hoped the man would take the initiative.

Who could have thought that Luo Zhanqing could not get up after hearing this, but also took the opportunity to press down and say, "I don't care. You tease me first. The fire you caused must be suppressed by yourself."

Yu Xiyuan: No, she can't stand it!

"What on earth do you want to do?" Yu Xiyuan was calm and asked.

Luo Zhanqing knows that she doesn't usually do such things. Although his cheekiness is getting worse and worse, there must be a reason for him to do too much.

This time, she didn't expect that Luo Zhanqing's look at Yu Xiyuan was not as light as before, but much heavier.

He asked, "yesterday, you seem to be interested in the six abdominal muscles with the sword?"

"What six abs?" Yu Xiyuan looks confused, but The one with the sword gave her some hints.

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