Lian naturally knew why Xuan Shiran suddenly took the initiative to please him. He knew that the other party did this deliberately, but his heart miraculously calmed down, as if a cool breeze blew through his angry heart, which made people feel comfortable.
I don't want to be angry anymore
Slowly put away the angry expression just now, then lowered his gaze and said to the maid with a cold look: "Get out of here."
"Yes, yes." The maid stood up hurriedly after being shocked, and pushed the trolley away quickly without daring to look back.
"Okay, are you satisfied?" Lian took the opportunity to take Xuan Shiran's cup of tea that pleased him, gently picked up the exquisite teacup handle with her delicate fingers, then picked it up and put it to her mouth, took a few sips elegantly, and took a few sips.
He put down the teacup gently, leaned on the back of the chair, intertwined his fingers on his chest, and looked at the girl in front of him lazily, as if he was waiting for something in his eyes.
"Haha" Xuan Shiran laughed dryly at him, but she felt like crying without tears in her heart. She had helped others, so who would help herself? She suddenly hated her personality.
"Of course, actually, this king is not that scary."
She's so thick-skinned, isn't it scary? Who could have killed her without blinking before, and who was it that looked at the maid with murderous intent in her eyes just now? In short, other people's lives are nothing to this person in front of her.
Trash that can be thrown away easily
Xuan Shiran stood there with his eyes turning from time to time as if he was thinking about something. It's not that Lian didn't know, but he didn't care. He put down his hands and stood up.
This move frightened Xuan Shiran. When she realized what she was doing, she stepped back and turned around to run towards the door. Suddenly, her waist tightened, and her whole body was held tightly in his arms from behind. "Ran" in her ear.
There was a soft beautiful voice, and then she felt him leaning over from behind, then resting his head on her shoulder, and the warmth of his gentle breath hit her cheek.
Such an ambiguous closeness made Xuan Shiran's face turn red, consciously or unconsciously. "Let me go quickly." After a few seconds of pause, Xuan Shiran finally struggled in Lian's arms.
But Lian did not let go. On the contrary, her hands hugged Xuan Shiran tighter, and her body pressed closer to her. Under her long eyelashes, the soft light that Xuan Shiran had not seen flowed out of her beautiful eyes. He looked at her
He whispered softly in his ear: "Ran, what do you like?"
A sudden question made Xuan Shiran quiet down. Looking up at the door in front of her, she suddenly lost the idea of escape, but wanted to hear his willingness to be so quiet for the first time.
Uncomfortable speaking voice
"What are you doing?" Although Xuan Shiran stopped struggling, she was still vigilant. If the person behind her suddenly changed her face, she would not sit still and wait for death.
"Of course, can't you talk to me nicely?" His attitude was modest and gentle in another way. It seemed that it was not at all like the attitude a king should have towards a minister. To be more precise, Xuan Shiran was not at all in his usual mood right now.
I saw the selfish, cruel, changeable, and extremely wealthy King Ayers