He quickly knelt down and said in panic: "I have absolutely no such intentions... my lord has learned from you."
The prime minister brushed the girl's palm with his fingertips, and lowered his eyes quietly, "Go down."
Only then did Master Li dare to stand up.
Yu Chu saw that he really helped him drive away the regent's people, so he bent his eyes and smiled, grabbed the young man's fingertips with his backhand, tilted his head, and asked, "Aiqing, do you remember that you promised me that you will be a good man?" what?"
Rong Xian was silent for a second.
He seemed a little hesitant, then raised his eyes and asked quietly: "Your Majesty wants to be here?"
… and many more.
This tone is not meant to agree.
Yu Chu was only teasing verbally, but he was a little embarrassed to see him looking at him calmly.
She coughed and was about to say something when Rong Xian let go of her hand and stood up gently.
Yu Chu looked up at him.
The young prime minister's snow-white sleeves were hanging down, his slender eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his slender fingers were lightly resting on his waist. His clear, dark eyes looked at her quietly.
His voice was cold, but he said slowly in a low voice: "I'm not familiar with this matter, Your Majesty, please don't blame me."
The beautiful and cold face is slightly blurred with the angle of the backlight, but it is still amazingly beautiful.
Yu Chu stared blankly for two seconds. Seeing his downcast eyes moving slowly, he realized that he stood up and grabbed him, and coughed, "... I didn't say I would do this."
The young prime minister's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Your Majesty?"
Yu Chu pulled his hand away, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt for prostitution. He couldn't help but coughed, and said confidently: "Aiqing probably isn't ready yet. I won't force Aiqing, I just said it casually."
Rong Xian lowered his eyes.
Yu Chu breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand and stepped back.
The honorable son of the Rong family in front of him raised his eyes in an instant, and grabbed her retracting hand.
He looked at her, his voice was very soft: "My minister is not unwilling... Don't be angry, Your Majesty."
Before Yu Chu could understand the cold gleam in the young Prime Minister's eyes, he suddenly took a step forward, gently wrapped his fingers around her waist, his cool black hair brushed his cheeks, and his cool voice came from his ears, the voice very low:
"... Don't look for anyone else, Your Majesty."
Yu Chu was stunned.
When is she going to find someone else
How did he think she was looking for someone else
Yu Chu stood for two seconds, then suddenly bit his lip.
No matter why, but he thought she was looking for someone else, why... begging her instead
Yu Chu turned his face to the side, and only saw the young man's jet-black hair. He didn't hug him tightly, it was a restrained distance.
She fell silent suddenly.
If she knew that Feng Qing was looking for someone else, she would not beg him, but would just stay away obediently.
Yu Chu's eyes were downcast for a long while, and then he suddenly bent his lips and smiled.
Well, she got it.
This guy must like her so badly.
Like her more than she likes him. Right
Fuck! Sure enough, feelings are all abused! Yu Chu's eyes brightened slightly, he pursed his lips reservedly, and suddenly reached out to push the young man in front of him away.
Rong Xian took half a step back, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
But in the next second, the girl stood on tiptoe, and her soft lips covered her instantly. She bit his slender lips in a random way, and licked between her lips with the tip of her tongue.
Elegant and light fragrance lingering.
The breezy and bright moon-like person was stunned.
His brain, which has always been strategizing, rarely thought of anything for a while. He just stood there blankly, letting the girl hanging on his body bite him all over.
The neat snow-colored long clothes were wrinkled, Yu Chu let go of him, and said with a smile:
"Ai Qing, it tastes good."