Xiaofeng just looked at her coldly and had no intention of helping her. She didn't need anyone to help her either. She had already patted her buttocks and stood up. She jumped in front of him and asked, "Are you going to scare people to death?"
Xiaofeng looked down at this little woman who was no taller than his shoulders, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Is there anything else you're afraid of?"
She dared to defeat the prince in an exhibition match, kicked her shoes on him again, and this time sued the nobles. Thinking about it, I really don't know what she was afraid of.
"Of course, what I'm most afraid of is caterpillars." She trembled and squirmed like a caterpillar for a while: "It's scary."
"..."
"Um, did you bring anything to eat? I haven't eaten enough." Zhong Yuxi stretched out her hand as if asking for help.
"..."
"Chocolate is fine, too." Seeing that he didn't respond, she boldly reached for his pocket, but her hand was caught halfway. He pulled her to his chest with all his strength. Their breathing intertwined and their eyes met.
See.
His eyes are like a bottomless pool of clear water with no obvious ups and downs, so you can't guess what he is thinking. He is a chameleon who always hides his emotions very well.
Compared with his cunning and changeable, Zhong Yuxi's eyes can reveal her thoughts the most, and at this moment, her dissatisfaction and resistance are clamoring there.
"What is your relationship with Lao Qi?" His kingly question made Zhong Yuxi feel very uncomfortable, as if she was ashamed of being caught red-handed. She wanted to break away from his hand, but suddenly found that she couldn't use the strength.
It's like someone has taken away your strength.
"I am His Highness the Seventh Prince's instructor, and he is my student, that's the relationship." Zhong Yuxi looked directly at him without flinching.
"Really?" His eyes narrowed slightly, like a dangerous wolf. He stretched his hand forward and grabbed Zhong Yuxi's collar, and then pulled it down, revealing the slender white neck and the hair under the neck.
A vast expanse of spring light was nakedly exposed in front of him.
She was furious and covered her clothes in panic.
His eyes fell on the circles of red and purple ambiguous marks on her chest. Even a person who didn't know anything about love could tell that they were hickeys caused by kissing.
"What was left by Lao Qi?" His ambiguous words were filled with sarcasm.
"He and I really have nothing." Zhong Yuxi asked Xuanyuan Ye's ancestors in her heart. If it hadn't been for his madness last night, Xuanyuan Xiaofeng would not have misunderstood.
"Is that a mosquito bite?"
"Yeah." She nodded hurriedly.
His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he grabbed her chin. The pointed chin, with its perfect arc, fit into the palm of his hand. He played with it twice, with a sinister tone: "You are like this
Women deserve to be punished like this."
Zhong Yuxi wanted to resist, but the feeling of powerlessness became stronger and stronger. Not only did her hands lose strength, but her legs were almost unsteady.
She glanced at the drinks on the table, wondering if someone had dropped something there.
Who is it? Is it His Highness the Sixth Prince?
No, if it were him, he could wait until the medicine took effect. Who could it be?
Having bad thoughts in her mind, she thought of Nie Qing's sinister smile and the unwarranted confidence he had when he looked at her today.
His body finally went limp, and Zhong Shuxi collapsed to the ground.