[69 Book Bar - www.] It is no exaggeration to say that if he were not a sickly prince caused by a stubborn disease, then his handsome face alone would surely make people all over the world fall in love with him!
Before the other party could answer, Feng Moyan took a few steps forward. Facing that indifferent face, he blinked his almond-shaped eyes, smiled lightly, bowed his head to his ear, and spoke with a soft and delicate voice.
A hint of disdain:
"Even if she wears the same dress, she is not Xiruo! So, I hope that just one dress will not be a condition for you to choose a princess!"
When he finished speaking, he raised his eyes, which were still so elegant and soft, just like the white hibiscus under the enchanting moonlight, with its light red new pistils, so bright that they seemed to be calling back to spring.
As for him, Mo Yan was startled and lost his mind for a moment. But in just a moment, he returned to his previous cold and indifferent attitude. The delicate smile between his red lips was elegant and noble, so perfect that no one could see any flaws!
"Thank you for your wishes, brother Huang!"
Xi Bing's thin lips pursed slightly, Feng Zhisu looked back at the picturesque and cold face, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and did not forget to add: "I believe we will get along very harmoniously!"
Inhale... frown... grit your teeth... make fists...
Just now, Feng Moyan's words were spoken at a high volume. It was obviously meant for her to hear! But, the tragedy is, she actually listened to every word without missing a word!
Xi Ruo? Clothes? Ridiculous! It’s true that she, Long Yini, has taken over someone else’s body, but she’s not using it as a substitute for others!
As the saying goes: If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend anyone; if someone offends me, I'll be polite; if someone offends me again, I'll give him a shot; if someone offends me again, I'll definitely cut off my descendants!!!
With her charming eyes half-squinted, she held up her flowers and smiled, leaning lazily behind her. In the arms of the enchanting and sexy man wrapped in red, who was as beautiful as white jade, she said lightly: "When will our wedding be held?"
Like a cat, she curled up in Feng Qianjue's arms. Her gorgeous demeanor stirred up the mist-shrouded charm, and her rosy red lips were slightly open, hoping to attract a kiss. The fragrance radiated from her bones.
Her charm cannot be described in any words.
"Humph, I didn't expect my beloved concubine to be so impatient to marry me!"
His slender fingers subconsciously tapped the white jade fan, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking evil and unruly, like a lost blue butterfly in the foggy flowers in a dream, dancing: "In this case, I will order someone to choose another day.
Have a good and auspicious day, my beloved concubine..."
Before she finished speaking, she was seen yawning impatiently. In front of everyone, she turned around to face that beautiful face with delicate dimples and rose-like lips. She smiled charmingly and groaned: "Qianjue, what are you talking about when asked!"
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In the next few minutes, there was unanimous silence among the people scattered around...silence...
She was the only one with a beautiful face, water-colored eyes with a touch of coldness, crystal clear yet bright, her thin, wing-like lips curled up into a proud smile, and in her breath, she revealed a trace of charm and enchantment.
"Beloved, before you tell a joke, you'd better think carefully about whether it will bring you any danger!"
How dare this woman openly challenge the bottom line, be intimate with other men, and not take herself seriously at all!