His voice was soft and coaxing, and approached her, "As for the secret of your rebirth and revenge... I will let it rot in my stomach."
He wanted to admire her struggling look, but unexpectedly, his body was swayed, warm fragrance overflowed, his slender arms hung around his neck, his surprised lips slightly opened, and she forcibly kissed him.
There was a colorful ridicule in her eyes, as if the swimming fish that occasionally appeared above the blue lake, disappeared without a trace, leaving only a quiet silence.
Because of this kiss, he didn't slow down and didn't feel the smell, so she turned around suddenly, went to the dressing table, picked up the comb, and combed the black hair that reached her calf.
The face reflected in the mirror was not shy, blushing, or embarrassing. The arrogant and upright back looked like a deep valley orchid, shocking the soul.
"I want to break their tendons little by little, crush their bones!"
She literally... gritted her teeth, her eyes swept across the mirror with a bloody mass of killing.
He held her shoulder, turned her back, pinched her chin, and looked at her unconsciously.
"If you want to get revenge, you must raise your body first, otherwise, they will only laugh at you when they see you like this."
When she was puzzled by his sudden concern, he bowed his head and kissed her wildly and deeply...
She has not been touched by a man in this life, and there is only Kang Heng in the previous life. Such a sudden kiss shocked her.
She came back to her senses and couldn't help but annoy his arrogance and cunning.
The marvelous kiss technique is like a domineering claw, firmly holding her mind.
She was sane, pushed him away angrily, waved to hit him, but was clasped by his wrist...
"I just kindly teach you what a kiss is!"
"Let go of me!" She flushed with anger, her lips were moisturized by her freshly tasted lips, but her goose-egg face became more vivid because of such anger.
He sneered and squeezed her bare cheek. "It's just a kiss, and it can be so angry. It's really like a Persian cat that can't stand up to it, and its hair is exploding."
She twisted her head to avoid his touch, "You are the Persian cat!"
He rubbed her long hair that looked like a waterfall, and smiled insincerely, "In the last life, did Kang Heng teach you how to kiss? Or, when he was lucky with you, he went straight to the point, and even a kiss was stingy. Give you?"
She shook his hand away, and furiously took the comb and combed the long hair that was tossed by him...
But he suddenly thought of something, pretending to sneer and jokingly, "I almost forgot, Kang Heng loved you, but Su Jingqi!"
She was trembling thinly with anger, her body was like a fragile withered branch in the autumn wind, and was snapped to pieces by his cruel words...
hateful! What was she talking about when she fell asleep? She pointed angrily at the door and snarled, "Vampire, get out of me!"
As soon as he turned and walked away, she lost control and freaked out, brushing off a pile of things on the dressing table, screaming and roaring like a ghost, but the flames in her chest were out of control.
Yu Lansi walked to the Jiuqu Trestle Bridge of Yaoyun Pavilion and smiled comfortably.
The boring days are finally over. It's fun to tease this Persian cat that can't stand the trouble.
Four maids and grandmothers in charge rushed in and saw their princesses, who are usually quiet and elegant and soft-spoken, were smashing things frantically.
In order to facilitate the treatment of Jinli, King Ning An arranged for Yu Lansi to temporarily reside in Mingxuan Pavilion on the east side of the small lake.
Yulansi sent special vampire guards to defend and sent Mori City's memorials to this place daily for processing.
Today, it was a special person from the blood clan who came to present the memorial.
This man has white hair like snow, long beard, cold skin like a moon, eyes purplish red like blood, and he is holding a deer head cane in his hand. No one can tell his age.
Hearing the creak of the study door, he turned around, his eyes gleaming graciously and looked at the young master, as if it made no difference to his grandson.
He is the national teacher of the blood race, Fu Ying.
Yulan Siguiya turned around, sat down on the main seat, awe-inspiring, and shocked the entire pavilion, unlike the previous moment in Yaoyun Pavilion.
He waved his hand to avoid Fu Ying's big gift.
Knowing that he doesn't like to listen to nonsense, Fu Ying said directly, "His Royal Highness, if the Lord Jinli is cured... let the minister bring the magic soul magnetic ball back to the queen mother."
Yu Lansi ordered someone to take the brocade box containing the magic soul magnetic ball, open it and read it personally before handing it to him, "Dai Ben Wang thanked the emperor's grandmother for grace."
Fu Ying smiled and said, "The Queen Mother said that she doesn't need to say thank you. Her old man is particularly interested in Princess Jinli. He said, since your Royal Highness is willing to bow her head for Princess Jinli and beg her for the magic soul magnetic ball, the ceremony of selecting the concubine, also There will be one more beautiful woman."
"This king is not interested in her." Yu Lansi said so, she couldn't help but pursed her lower lip, and there was her sweet and inviting smell on her lips.
Fu Ying thoughtfully, did not say much, smiled ambiguously.
Yu Lansi looked at him like that, and couldn't help being even more irritable, "That little girl is just a rebirth, there is nothing useful in her body. Can she help me turn things around? It's a joke!"
He leaned languidly on the chair, and took the tea cup that he had brought with him personally. The fresh and warm blood contained the fresh green bamboo fragrance, which was not sweet or greasy, just right.
"His Royal Highness, if you are alive so well, you are tantamount to being turned around by Princess Jinli." Fu Ying knew that things would be difficult and thankless. "If you don't believe the old minister, you can just bite her and probe through her blood. Take the secret from the bottom of your heart, and you will see it more clearly."
Bit her? Yu Lansi resisted, the fangs didn't come out. Thinking of her taste, the blood in the teacup became tasteless. He really wants to bite her!
"That girl was badly injured and lost too much blood."
Without a trace, Fu Ying sighed exaggeratedly, "Oh! Poor, if it weren't for her, those meteor arrows would have shot through your real dragon!"
Yu Lansi's face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.
Fu Ying hurriedly changed the subject with interest, "Yu Zhihuang returned to the palace. His Majesty asked whether his Eleven Nights Rakshasa had assassinated His Royal Highness. One, exactly the same!"
"It's a matter of saying? It must be a disguise!"
"Your Majesty sent someone to check it carefully. It is not a disbelief."