Ji Rong calmed down after taking a hit.
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Fu Yue silently complained that this man's kissing skills are terrible.
I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore.
She hammered him down with her backhand, pinched Ji Rong's face, and slapped him twice frivolously, "Are you a dog?"
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows, and pressed Ji Rong to the ground with one hand, her slender fingers swirled from the tip of his eyebrows and then slowly moved down, across the bridge of the nose, chin, and then the slightly raised Adam's apple... Uncle looks like.
Frivolous and charming.
"You look so handsome, why don't you come and give me some fun?"
Ji Rong with the tyrant attribute: "..."
It's okay to be pinned to the ground, but also to be molested by a woman like this.
Have fun? ?
Ji Rong felt that this woman Qin Chu was going against the sky, looking at her proficiency... This dead woman must have secretly gone to the bar to flirt with him behind her back! ! !
Otherwise, how could it be so proficient!
Fu Yue watched as Ji Rong's face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was faintly green. Before she could react, she was picked up.
Due to the height problem, Fu Yue was only a small one in front of Ji Rong. She was grabbed by the collar by this man, and she was easily carried in his hand.
"... You let go, Ji Xiaorong, are you itchy?"
It's a pity that Ji Rong is no longer the kid who is only as tall as her waist, and she doesn't listen to her at all.
Feng Shui turns.
This made Fu Yue feel a little worried.
Ji Rong said sadly: "Did you go to disco behind my back? Did you flirt with men when you were disco?"
Fu Yue: "... fart."
Playing on the grave of your dog emperor
Relying on her height and long legs, Ji Rong walked out with Fu Yue half in her arms and half in her arms. Before she had gone a few steps, she saw a man leaning against a fake mountain pass with a sword in his arms.
Swordsman in black.
The man looked over with a silent and indifferent gaze.
When seeing Ji Rong holding Fu Yue in this slightly weird posture, Yu Li's eyes flashed a slight difference.
He was silent for a moment.
The thin lips moved.
"It's better to pay attention to the image, this is in the palace after all."
Ji Rongliang swished: "You also know that this is in the palace, so do you know that Qin Chu is my woman?"
He hadn't forgotten that the assassin was planning on Qin Chu.
Yu Li lowered his eyes and said nothing.
He turned around holding the sword and walked away without saying a word.
The moonlight elongated the black-clothed swordsman's back, shining down coldly, making him look thinner and more lonely.
Fu Yue: "???"
She twisted Ji Rong's waist violently: "What nonsense are you talking about? After all, he has traveled to the modern age with us, so this can be regarded as a revolutionary friendship, why are you so sly?"
Fu Yue stared at him.
The white eyes rolled fiercely.
Ji Rong: "..."
Ji Rong: "Qin Chu, have you forgotten who I am? I am the emperor, and the crime of wanting to assassinate me is enough for him to die hundreds of times. It's fine if I don't pursue him now. Now, what else do you want me to think good about him?"
Fu Yue said sadly and angrily: "! You have no heart!"
The emperor's beautiful, almost sharp profile turned slightly, and took a deep look at Fu Yue.
...not to mention he still misses you.
Ji Rong didn't say the second half of the sentence, because he knew that Fu Yue didn't realize Yu Li's feelings for her.
And he didn't intend to make it clear.
Because, he is afraid.
The shady and beautiful emperor, with curled eyelashes half hanging down, his eyes were extremely beautiful, like stars shattered all over the place. At this moment, there was a bit of fear and obvious fragility in them.