Chapter 87: The 87 prince and concubine are missing!
I was still a little disappointed. I had been left out by him as soon as this woman entered the door. I thought she would cry, complain, or curse, but I didn't expect that she could still fall asleep heartlessly despite such a loud noise outside.
"Is this woman transformed into a pig? Can she sleep so well? Can such a loud noise outside not wake her up?" He cursed lightly.
Standing beside the bed, he stretched out his feet, lifted them up, pointed his toes at her belly or buttocks, lightly poked her, and said: "Bai Kaixin, it's time to get up!"
There was no response, and the answer was a snoring sound.
I poked it hard again, but still no response.[
There was anger on his handsome face, and he suddenly leaned down, grabbed a corner of the quilt with his slender fingers, and pulled hard.
With a cry, the big red quilt was pulled down to the ground.
The person sleeping on the bed suddenly felt a chill in the air, thinking that he had accidentally kicked off the quilt, and reached out his hand to grab it in a daze.
Seeing this, Ren Youyang felt disgusted and disgusted, stretched out a hand to grab her grabbing hand, and said sternly: "Bai Kaixin, look who is here?"
Upon hearing this, the person sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, a look of fear appeared on his face, and his body immediately knelt down like a carp.
"Wang, Wang, Your Majesty." Her face was red, her tongue was tied, and her body was shaking with fear.
When he got here, he also smelled something unusual. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately recognized this beautiful woman sleeping on the wedding bed wearing obscene clothes. She was the same woman he had seen during the day and had been following Bai Bai.
The personal maid beside the happy wedding sedan.
His face suddenly turned livid. On the wedding night, the bride was not waiting for the groom in the bridal chamber, but a maid was sleeping on the wedding bed. What kind of drama was this fool singing?
"Where did Bai Kaixin go?" He pursed his thin lips tightly and clenched his fists, restraining himself from punching the maid.
"Miss, oh, the princess, isn't she always sitting at the table?" Yun'er said tremblingly.
He glanced at the table. The stools were neatly arranged, but there was no trace of anyone anywhere.
I cried secretly in my heart, Miss, have you caused me harm? Where have you been in the middle of the night?