"You didn't scare me, did you?" The evil voice made Qingcheng shiver, and the tenderness in his eyes gave people the illusion that the person just now was not him.
When Qingcheng saw himself and his ambiguous posture lying on top of him, his ears turned red and he wanted to get up again.
The evil man tightened his hands, took Qingcheng into his arms, and pressed his face against his chest. The sonorous and powerful heartbeat beat Qingcheng's eardrums, and the unique masculine scent hit his nostrils.
In the midst of dizziness, there was a cold feeling on the lips, which left at the touch. When Qingcheng raised his head, he saw the man licking his lips and smiling evilly: "My lady's lips are so sweet."
"I'm not your wife." Qingcheng's frivolous attitude made Qingcheng a little annoyed. He really escaped from the wolf's claws and fell into the tiger's mouth.
"Oh! Climbing into my bed and sleeping in my arms, she's not my wife? Who is it?" The giggling voice was full of joking.
"Qingcheng, thank you for the rescue. I should go now!" Qingcheng struggled for a while, but couldn't move. His face was pressed against his hot chest. Qingcheng quickly turned around, opened his mouth and bit the chest hard.
"Ah" the man felt pain and let go. Qingcheng took the opportunity to get up quickly and jump down.
Qingcheng stood at the door curtain, bowed his head and arranged his clothes: This man is very evil, he must leave here as soon as possible.
The evil man lowered his head and frowned slightly, looking at the bloody tooth marks on his chest, and said displeasedly: "My wife is a dog!" After a moment, he looked at Qingcheng with a smile and said: "We have only met for a moment, and my wife is like this.
She loves my breasts and wants to bite them off."
"Just take your time and fantasize! Qingcheng won't accompany you." After saying that, Qingcheng was about to jump off the carriage.
"Are you Yan Qingcheng, the fourth young lady of the Yan family?" the man asked after being silent for a long time. This time he didn't smile, but there was a sharp light in his eyes.
"You would know?" Qingcheng was a little surprised and turned to look at him.
"You don't have to ask about this! I wonder who the bouquet of Miss Qingcheng's tonight belongs to?" He looked calm and calm.
"Master, Mo Li has something urgent to report." A male voice came from outside the car.
The man frowned slightly and said coldly: "Come in."
I saw a man in green clothes opening the car curtain and jumping up. When he saw Qingcheng, he was slightly startled, and then looked at the man lying on the ground, as if he had unspeakable words.
"Mo Li, you can come and report it soon."
I saw Mo Li walking forward, lowering his head and whispering in the man's ear. His expression suddenly changed, and he lifted the silk quilt on his body: "Let's set off today."
Qingcheng was not interested in seeing their secrets. He jumped out of the car and saw a bright red patch on the ground, which was Xu Si's blood. Qingcheng shuddered when he thought about it.
There was a sound of cups falling to the ground from inside the car, and the man's roar: "How could this happen?"
"Wait a minute." Qingcheng was about to walk away when he was suddenly stopped again.
Qingcheng looked back in confusion: "Master, is there anything else?"
He jumped out of the car and walked up to Qingcheng with his tall and burly body: "Call me Kuang. My name is Bei Mu Kuang. Next time we meet, I hope you will call me husband."
Qingcheng was so surprised that he was speechless. How could there be such an arrogant person?
Feeling a chill on his ears, Qingcheng raised his hand to touch it, and found that a luminous pearl earring was missing.
I saw Bei Mukuang carefully holding Qingcheng's earrings into his arms, and then took out a small beaded flower from his arms and carefully put it on Qingcheng's earlobe: "This is my flower tonight, now
I give it to my most beloved woman in advance."
Such straightforward words were like a pebble thrown into the calm lake of Qingcheng's heart, causing ripples to ripple immediately.
Before Qingcheng could speak, Bei Mu Kuang held Qingcheng's arms and looked directly into her eyes, as if she was reluctant to leave: "Madam, I have to leave. I will come to pick you up after I have taken care of my affairs." After saying that, he looked up.
Lifting Qingcheng's head, without waiting for her to struggle, he bent down and touched her lips gently: "You have to wait for me!"
He turned around and left decisively, climbed onto the carriage without looking back, and walked away under the gaze of Qingcheng who was stunned on the spot.
Qingcheng plucked the tiny flowers from his earlobe: What kind of person do you know? Exchange things by yourself. Take a closer look at the bouquet in your hand. Each small and exquisite multicolored gemstone is made into a flower shape. You can tell at a glance that it is priceless.
The most valuable thing is that it can also be worn as earrings.
As soon as Qingcheng put it away, he heard the voice of a butterfly: "Miss Fourth, are you okay?"
Qingze also came with Butterfly. He had an anxious look on his face. He grabbed Qingcheng and looked up and down: "Qingcheng, are you okay?"
Qingcheng looked at Butterfly who was about to cry again. Qingze, whose face was filled with concern, turned around and said, "Look, am I not doing well?"
"Where are those ruffians?"
"Left long ago."
"I thought I couldn't make it in time! Fortunately, you're okay."
Qingcheng didn't want to hear Qingze's excessive concern again, so he immediately interrupted him: "Second brother, take me to a fun place."
Qingcheng walked to the street again. Handsome men and beauties kept turning heads, but no one dared to come to find trouble - General General's second son, no one knew him.