The moonlight hazily sprayed into the room, and Zi Yingluo's long hair slanted down. She was lying lazily on the bed, but there was a tangled look between her eyebrows. She had to get the Ningdan Pill quickly, not because she was worried about leaving.
Yuan, but two months were coming soon. The blood she left behind could only cure Ji Mochen's poison in the first month. She had to rush back before the second month came.
And she also missed that domineering and awkward man.
Thinking of Bai Lixuan, a big smile bloomed at the corner of Zi Yingluo's mouth. The only thing holding her back here was that man. He was simple, irritable, hateful and jealous, but it was he who made her heart lose.
Thinking that one day I will return to the 21st century, I feel so reluctant to let go.
I haven’t seen him for more than a month, so I don’t know if he is okay.
She opened the quilt, gritted her teeth, put on her clothes casually, and ran towards the house where Meng Han lived. She must not bear the lives of other people on her body.
Zi Yingluo slowed down her breathing, gently pushed the door to Meng Han's room and walked in. Under the dim candlelight, Meng Han's eyebrows were tightly closed, and his thick long eyelashes tightly covered his eyes, softening the original strength and strength.
The outline of his face, the slightly frowning eyebrows seemed to hide a lot of deep thoughts, but they were locked together with the eyebrows. The extremely sexy lips were slightly open. When he was sleeping, he was less domineering than during the day.
, but it seems very clear.
He is a good-looking man, but he wants to disguise himself like a hedgehog.
Zi Yingluo shook her head. She still couldn't do it. She thought about it carefully. She raised her feet and turned around to run out. Suddenly, her waist tightened. Before Zi Yingluo could exclaim, she had been thrown onto the bed. Meng Han turned over.
Zi Yingluo was pressed under her, a pair of evil eyes stared at Zi Yingluo teasingly, and she leaned close to her earlobe, "Since you are here, why bother going out."
He knew she would definitely come!
"Get away!" Zi Yingluo stretched out her legs to push her up, but was grabbed by Meng Han.
She smacked her lips and pretended to be sad, "Does the princess want to remain a widow?" Warm breath sprayed on Zi Yingluo's neck, making her shrink uncomfortably. That was her most sensitive place, her eyes.
Staring at Meng Han angrily.
"Meng Han, let me go!" She never knew that Meng Han's strength was so great that she couldn't break free at all. She didn't know the so-called inner world of this time and space, she only knew witchcraft that others had never heard of.
And he really hid this man too deeply in the Princess Mansion.
Meng Han fixed Zi Yingluo's hands on the bedside, "Aren't you going to save Li Yuan? How can you save her even if you can't bear it?" There was deep contempt in his tone and some unknown emotions.
"Choose another method." Apart from this embarrassing method, she would not hesitate to do anything else, even if it cost her life.
"Change?" Meng Hanhan laughed, with an expression as if Zi Yingluo had told some big joke. His voice suddenly turned cold, "Have you forgotten how you treated us when we were at the Princess Mansion?" He squeezed her hands tightly.
Holding Zi Yingluo's chin, "Who knows more about this kind of thing than your eighth princess?"
The women in the Snow Wing Kingdom are all puppets controlled by their wives, and their desires are far more intense than those of the patriarchal men.
Zi Yingluo looked at Meng Han with calm eyes. She was not the one who abused them in the past, but even if she told her, Meng Han would not believe it and thought it was a lie she used to shirk responsibility.
Seeing that Zi Yingluo was silent and didn't have much trouble in her expression, she waved her big palm and roughly tore Zi Yingluo's clothes apart. "Meng Han, you!" Zi Yingluo was so angry that her hands and feet were restrained by Meng Han, unable to move at all.