"Give Yuzhuang a reason to allow Yaner to make his own decisions?"

He had no intention of playing this childish stalemate game with Leng Yuhan anymore. Mo Yuzhuang looked innocent and looked bad.

"I want to establish my authority! This is a good opportunity."

Ever since Leng Yuhan wrote the word "anti" in Mo Yuzhuang's palm, Leng Yuhan no longer concealed anything from Mo Yuzhuang, and fully fulfilled his duty as a partner by telling everything he knew.

"The prince is so easy to destroy as an artillery piece?"[

"Even if it is not easy to destroy, then others may not be as good as me! Should we let those women be used as cannon fodder?"

"If others don't serve as cannon fodder, the prince will become cannon fodder himself?"

"I have a better chance of winning if I become cannon fodder!"

"Yan'er!"

Mo Yuhan was so angry at Leng Yuhan's thoughts that she almost vomited blood. Mo Yuzhuang slapped her palm on the wooden table. The wooden table shook, and the wooden table became stuck and fell apart.

"Don't be angry! Yuzhuang, why are you so pale? You're not angry with me, are you?"

It’s over, you’ve caused a big disaster!

Quickly holding on to Mo Yuzhuang's swaying body, Leng Yuhan looked at Mo Yuzhuang's tired look and seemed to remember something.

"Yu, Yu, Yuzhuang? In these three days, could it be? Could it be you?"

Thinking of the dream he had, and of Ran Qingchen appearing on his bed, Leng Yuhan understood what happened without having to think about it.

No wonder the scent on my body keeps changing. Do you think the owner of that scent is not the same person?

However, he clearly smelled three scents. Apart from Ran Qingchen and Mo Yuzhuang, there should be someone else?

Is it Ran Mofeng?

OMG!

Leng Yuhan's logical thinking turned around and came to a conclusion that shocked Leng Yuhan beyond imagination.

"Why are you still following me to fight when your body is in such a state of distress?"

Embarrassedly, he hugged Mo Yuzhuang in his arms. Leng Yuhan looked at Mo Yuzhuang's appearance, feeling both pain and pity in his heart.

“…”

The man in his arms didn't say a word, he just put his arms around Leng Yuhan's waist and leaned on Leng Yuhan's shoulders.[

"Are you shy?"

You could feel the hot skin temperature where the skin was touching, and Leng Yuhan laughed happily.

"Is Yuzhuang's body useless? Can't you satisfy Yan'er?"

Whenever she recalled Leng Yuhan's desires in the past three days, Mo Yuzhuang was always frustrated. She had been training for ten years, but she still lost at the critical moment and was taken advantage of by that guy Ran Qingchen.

!

Mo Yuzhuang is very unwilling!

"Hahaha! What should I do? It seems that this king will have to marry him in the future. He will be the wife of a man with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two pamperings."

Being amused by Mo Yuzhuang's words, Leng Yuhan suddenly came up with the idea of ​​Qi Qi Mo Yuzhuang.

Although it was weird for a man to be jealous, this was a country of women after all. Leng Yuhan put the weird feeling behind him as soon as he thought about it.

"so much?"
Chapter completed!