Chapter 95: Does she look very dissatisfied with desire?
Chapter 95: Does she look very dissatisfied with desire?
Looking at the closed door of the princess mansion, Zi Yingluo frowned slightly. She must not call the door now, otherwise the suspicious man would have asked again. After all, she had gone to a brothel. Inexplicably, Zi Yingluo felt guilty.
He raised his eyes and looked at the high wall, grinning with a smile that was not bright but could make the world move. He felt a breeze blow by and Zi Yingluo disappeared from the door.
Landing gracefully, looking at the attic standing in front of her, a flash of confusion flashed in Zi Yingluo's eyes. She seemed to have been here before. She looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late anyway, so why not go and have a look? Make up your mind, Zi Yingluo
Walked in quietly.
In the room, the lights were bright, and Yinfeng, who was dressed in single clothes, was still concentrating on embroidering the purse in her hand, with a bitter smile on her lips. How long had it been since she brought her back, except for that night, she never
He had appeared before, as if he had forgotten him. He didn't know if he had fallen in love with that idiot princess who didn't deserve the name. He only knew that he felt depressed and wanted to be angry. How could she just leave him here and ignore him?
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Thinking of this, Yinfeng nodded secretly. Yes, he was resentful towards her. He was resentful that she had clearly agreed to the queen to take him away, but she left him here casually, indifferent, as if he had figured it out.
The movements of Yinfeng's hands were also faster, and the smooth hair was spread freely, and the folds shone under the candlelight.
Zi Yingluo's frown slowly relaxed. It turned out that it was him, Yin Feng, that timid, yet extremely strong and awkward man. He was given to her by the Queen Mother, but she had forgotten it after so long.
Zi Yingluo beat her head hard, she had really become a heartless woman. Looking at Yin Feng's thin shoulders and lonely back, she suddenly thought of the boudoir woman on TV who was waiting for her man to return, and Zi Yingluo felt even more guilty.
Zi Yingluo walked over slowly with light steps, picked up the clothes on the side and put them on Yinfeng's shoulders.
Yinfeng, who was busy arranging the needle, trembled, raised his head in confusion, and what came into view was Zi Yingluo with an indifferent expression. Suddenly, Yinfeng felt as if his heartbeat had missed a beat.
"It's getting cold, so wear more clothes." After saying that, he put on Yinfeng's clothes himself.
Yinfeng was startled and jumped far away as if he was electrocuted. He looked at Zi Yingluo in surprise and stammered: "You, why are you here? What do you want to do?" After saying that, he covered his collar tightly with a look on his face.
Be prepared.
Zi Yingluo was speechless. Why did Yu Jing see her like this and Yin Feng see her like this? Did she seem dissatisfied with her life?
Thinking about it, Zi Yingluo said the words unknowingly: "Yinfeng, do I look so dissatisfied with desire?"
Hearing this, Yinfeng trembled, glared at Zi Yingluo fiercely and shouted: "You are shameless."
"..." This Yinfeng was simply unable to communicate.
"It's very late. You should go to bed early." Zi Yingluo glanced at the purse in Yinfeng's hand and was secretly surprised. She didn't expect that his craftsmanship was so good.
Seeing the glint in Zi Yingluo's eyes, Yinfeng felt secretly proud. She seemed to like it very much. When she looked up, the person who was still in the room had disappeared.
"Hmph!" He threw his purse to the side angrily, pursed his lips in grievance, and murmured: "An insincere woman, it's better not to come." It disturbed his calm mind and he left unhurriedly.
When Zi Yingluo walked into the house casually, a golden and dark figure walked out from under the albizia tree on the side. Under the light of the moon, she was slender. Wu Huan pursed her thin lips tightly and looked at him with doubtful eyes.
The house decorated with purple pearls is thoughtful.