Looking at Xiao Nuzhi, he pointed at his heart and repeated:
"I feel uncomfortable..."
It can be seen that Helian Haoyu's expression does look a little uncomfortable at this time.
Especially when his eyebrows frowned inadvertently, a faint hint of compassion flashed through Xiao Nuzhi's heart.
This was the first time she saw Helian Haoyu looking so decadent.
What happened to make him feel so uncomfortable?
Reaching out and taking away the wine glass in front of him, she asked:
"Why do you feel uncomfortable when you have nothing to do? You are a high-ranking prince, surrounded by clouds of beauties, and endless amounts of gold and silver. What else do you feel uncomfortable about? How many people want to sit in a seat like yours?"
She frowned and reached out to unbutton his clothes, hoping to let the smell of alcohol from his neck dissipate.
His hand was grabbed by Helian Haoyu at this moment.
Xiao Nuzhi's body stiffened slightly.
He raised his eyes in confusion and looked at Helian Haoyu's eyes that were a little blurred due to alcohol. He was looking at her now, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Prince? Beauty? Gold? Silver? Haha..."
He suddenly laughed bitterly, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the hair around Xiao Nuzhi's ear.
His movements were gentler than ever before.
This tenderness inexplicably made Xiao Nauzhi unable to help but feel heart palpitations.
He wanted to take his hand out of Helian Haoyu's hand, but found that he couldn't move at all.
Damn it, that spineless soul of the brain-dead princess came out again?
Just because of Helian Haoyu's momentary tenderness, he was enchanted and fascinated?
She told herself this in her heart.
It must be the heart memory of that brainless princess causing trouble again.
"Small crossbow..."
This was the first time that Helian Haoyu said these two words from the bottom of his heart.
There was no extra drama, he just looked at Xiao Nuzhi's face with a pair of drunken eyes.
"Helian Haoyu, what on earth are you going to do?"