Jun Yue saw that Feng Jiuge leaned on his arms to be extra peaceful, even intimacy, only felt a prick in his eyes, there was bitterness on the face, and said lightly, "King Tan, if you are married to the master of Tan, Ben The young master will not give up either. It’s just that now, you just have a marriage contract. This young master has a chance to win against Tan Sect Master."
No matter whether Feng Jiuge likes him, or treats him with no affection, but the things that Jun Jue is fond of, even if he doesn't get it, he will burn the stone.
Gu Beiyan was nothing but a threat to him.
Gu Beiyan paused when he heard the words, then turned his face, showing a scornful smile, "It's up to you?"
That kind of arrogance, but also most in line with Gu Beiyan's temperament.
He was like a king who was born in a high position, glanced contemptuously, showing no doubt of disdain and ignorance.
Jun Jue looked at him and smiled instead of anger, and frivolously lowered her brows, showing an expression of ambition, "King Tan, you said this Chuluo River and the beauty in your arms, which one will fall into this young man? Master?"
Luo Qiran listened, but found it more interesting.
Jun Jue is interesting because he never conceals his ambition. He wants to annex Chu Luo by speaking out, never covering up. The sassy temperament is peculiar to the people of the Western Regions.
Gu Beiyan heard this, but did not answer, but walked out holding Feng Jiuge, leaving a tall and thin back.
Jun Yue stood on the spot, touching his chin, smiling very pleasantly, without the anger of being provoked and ignored. He has never seen Gu Beiyan look like this, but this just proves that Feng Jiuge has become Gu Beiyan's weakness.
Thinking that King Tan, who was the supreme at the time, would show his inverse scales in front of others one day, it really made people want to provoke him. It's just that, this country and beauty, he wants it.
Feng Jiuge, Chu Luo, he will not give up any of them.
Luo Qiran met like-minded people this time. He did not reject Jun Jue because he was from the Western Regions. On the contrary, he wanted to win over Jun Jue. He pinched the waist of the beauty in his arms and smiled suavely. , "The prince has met the king's appetite, come, not drunk or return tonight."
During the conversation, he threw a pot of wine at Jun Yue. And the latter, very steadily caught, readily and neatly agreed.
The princes of the two countries here began to get drunk, and the Feng Jiuge on the other side, although not so drunk, but her head hurt so much that she was nestled in Gu Beiyan’s arms all the way, attracting countless His eyes stopped.
Lin Zhihou was beside the carriage, and seeing Gu Beiyan stepping out, holding Feng Jiuge in his arms, he lifted the car curtain with great eye for Gu Beiyan to enter.
But when his prince approached, Lin Zhi felt a chill inexplicably. He glanced at the resting Feng Jiuge, and thought to himself that the princess had done this again and made the prince's face so gloomy.
Also, isn't this place the most famous flower house in Beijing? A lady, the princess, would also come to stroll around
"Return to the mansion." Gu Beiyan stepped on the pedals and put on a sentence before entering the carriage.
Lin Zhi bowed his hand to take the command, and then sat on the left side of the coachman, driven by the carriage, and drove away from the place.
Inside the carriage, it is like a small room, with exquisite decoration everywhere, extremely luxurious, and it also reveals the luxury of everyone's identity.
Feng Jiuge had an uncomfortable headache. Although the carriage drove smoothly, there was a little bump. She was hugged by Gu Beiyan, and she felt uncomfortable pressing her abdomen, so she struggled unconsciously and wanted to sit up.
Gu Beiyan vacated a hand to help Feng Jiuge's tumultuous body, but his face was still gloomy. He wanted to blame this woman, but when he looked at her like this, he suddenly became reluctant.
He was reluctant to say something serious to Feng Jiuge, even she frowned slightly, and she felt as if her heart was being pulled by something, driving away his original emotions, and all that was left was distressed.
"Nine Nine." Although Feng Jiuge was not asleep, he heard someone calling himself in a low voice.
The familiar taste, the familiar tone, and the warmth that belongs to that person alone.
At this moment, Feng Jiuge is sitting on Gu Beiyan's lap, leaning against his chest, with his head buried on his shoulders, and his arms tightly around his neck.
She also hummed vaguely.
"Ayan--" Even if the consciousness is not clear enough, the person Feng Jiuge wants to call from the bottom of his heart will never call the wrong person.
She knew that Gu Beiyan was holding herself, and that he brought herself out of the brothel. It's just that she wanted to get some warmth from him, but she was inexplicably aware of a cold look at her.
She slowly opened her eyes, wherever she looked, it was Gu Beiyan's handsome face that was as good as a god or devil. She stroked her hand unconsciously, and she murmured, "Frowning again? You are actually angry. It's not pretty at all."
Even if he only looked at it roughly, Feng Jiuge knew that Gu Beiyan must be angry at the moment, so he ran to the brothel, or to meet Jun Yue.
I think so, how can a stingy person like him allow others to approach him.
I remember that I was about to fall just now, or Jun Yue helped me in time, and then Gu Beiyan appeared, but it was too time for him to appear, and I don't know if the previous words were heard by him.
"It was Luo Qiran who told you that I was in the brothel with Jun Jue and asked you to come over and serve it?" Feng Jiuge didn't know, most of her tone at the moment was a little girl's babble, which was especially irritating and hooked. Human lust.
Gu Beiyan only felt a rush of heat. He wanted to rectify the Fa on the spot with the woman in his arms, but from time to time there flashed in his mind the appearance of Cai Junjun holding Feng Jiuge. For a while, his lust retreated cleanly, and his eyes continued to be cold.
"Yeah." He replied in a low voice, the dissatisfaction and a little anger in his tone, and Feng Jiuge felt that it was not bad at all.
She smiled, curled her lips tighter, and pursed her mouth, "I knew it."
Is there anyone in the world who has a big mouth than Luo Qiran? It's not too big to watch the excitement, and he can pretend that it has nothing to do with him. It is really polite and not a good thing.
"If this king doesn't come, do you have to go with Jun Yue? Don't let this king go?" Feng Jiuge wondered how to explain to Gu Beiyan, but in a blink of an eye I heard King Tan... If you do, I only find him interesting.
Well, King Tan, who has always been cold and majestic, would even complain about being undesired.
Feng Jiuge said funny, "If I really go with Jun Yue, what will you do?"
Gu Beiyan's taste is too unbalanced, and there is no substantive problem between her and Jun Jue. What's more, she is not cheating on him.
Feng Jiuge actually underestimated Gu Beiyan's temperament. While waiting, she felt a pain in her waist, but the pain was short-lived. She glared at him with dissatisfaction.