Chapter 49: This princess wants to consummate the house with you 2
"It turns out that he is a Taoist priest named Hu Rentian. This princess is really boring. It seems that I need to ask my father for permission to let me leave the palace freely. I want to find that Hu Rentian to see if he is a liar or if he really has that ability. That should be
How nice."
Chuoluo stood there, his face burning like a flame. Only then did he realize that the princess was just lying to him when she said "consummation", and his face suddenly darkened.
He raised his head and glared at Ting Qingyu fiercely. Seeing the woman's graceful body lying on the gorgeous bed, he was trembling with anger.
"Princess...you..."
"Oh, what's wrong with me? Do you want me to take responsibility for what I just said? Well, come here and let's consummate the marriage!" Ting Qingyu said with a sly smile, "In this case, you are attached!" [
"Who cares about being your partner? You...you are simply..." You were so shameless, but of course, you didn't say these words out loud.
"Forget it if you don't care, we don't have to like you!" Ting Qingyu smiled coldly, she didn't need to be so polite to the evil boy.
A deep red color flew onto Chuoluo's face again. It was the first time for Chuoluo to be teased. He couldn't help but burst into anger. Princess Yu had let them too much before and couldn't control her temper. He gritted his teeth and strode forward.
He rushed in front of Ting Qingyu, but was swept away by Ting Qingyu. He suddenly lost his balance and fell to Ting Qingyu's side with a muffled sound.
"Wow, Chuoluo, why are you so impatient? Take your time!" Ting Qingyu chuckled and immediately turned over to escape, but a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged her small waist tightly.
live!
What a bold move!
What an arrogant Chuo Luo!
Ting Qingyu was shocked, but considering that he was a princess, he would definitely not do anything irrational.
Unexpectedly, Chuo dropped his hand and scratched Ting Qingyu's waist so hard that she burst out laughing uncontrollably.
"Hey... Chuo... Chuo Luo... you... you bastard... hahaha... hahaha... Chuoluo... stop it... it hurts... itches... hahaha..."
Ting Qingyu said feebly while laughing, the beautiful lady was hugging her, her face was still burning, but she didn't let go because of her anger, and instead grabbed her even more arrogantly.