The Ping An fruit turned into an apple Hu. Yan Rong threw the core out of the window coolly, took out a handkerchief embroidered with black peonies from his arms, casually wiped the juice on his hands, and carefully stuffed it back into his pocket.
"Little cutie, don't you really want to marry my seventh child?" He winked at her and said, "If you are really not happy, my second brother will definitely not help you with the marriage. How about I help you escape from the marriage?"
She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your Highness, today is my happy day. Please don't say such things at this time. I will not run away from my marriage." After a pause, he added, "Besides, this is the Valley of Flowers, and there are guards guarding the entrance of the valley.
You can't escape even if you want to."
"Of course you have a way to escape me." Yan Rong continued to incite, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, "Let me tell you quietly, although my martial arts are not as perverted as Lao Qi's, when it comes to the lightness of escape, if I
If I think I am number two in the world, no one will dare to jump on my head and say I am number one."
"Climbing down from the top of the Valley of Flowers is different from climbing up again from the bottom, right?"[
"That's naturally different. With the terrain of Flower Valley, it's basically impossible to climb up from the bottom. The four sides are too steep, there's no point of strength, and the cliffs are too smooth." Yan Rong explained like an expert.
Tao Xiaowei put the cleaned plate back into his hands, "Then you said you could take me to escape from the marriage."
"You didn't promise me!" Yan Rong pushed back unwilling to be outdone.
She pursed her lips and didn't answer.
"You have such a high pout, little cutie, it seems that you are still not looking forward to this wedding. Why do you have to live so hard as a human being, especially marriage, which only happens once in a woman's life? You'd better think about it and don't be too excited."
It's a hasty decision, otherwise if you want to regret it after today, it will be too late." Yan Rong said coolly, "Men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man."
Did this person come here purely to cause trouble? Tao Xiaowei was already a little flustered, but when he was so aroused, she calmed down. She took off the red gauze on top of her head, covered her face, and said quietly, "You
Please go back, the time is coming soon, and when the girls come in and see you here, it will be difficult to explain."
Yan Rong touched his nose and walked to the window, "I wish you a happy wedding, little cutie."
"Thank you!" Tao Xiaowei sat upright, her voice was calm, neither happy nor sad.