The gold-like broken light covered her clear white shirt, making her even more beautiful. She felt a little sad when she saw it. Her slender big hand reached her and he wanted to touch her.
Her thin cheeks were avoided by Mo Xi without leaving any trace, and at the same time it made him feel heartbroken. The distant and coldness in her eyes felt like she was a strange feeling of keeping others from thousands of miles away.
"Xi'er..." Long Qianjue's low voice softened in an instant, and his anger was softened to a loss at this moment.
Mo Xi stood up slowly and said coldly: "Prince, please let Mo Xi go, forgive me." After that, she left without looking back.
Her foot injury healed, and a hint of joy flashed in Long Qianjue's eyes, but her indifference also hurt his heart. Only then did he realize that the position of this woman in his heart was far beyond his.
Imagine that without a moment of hesitation, the man hooked his long arms and hugged her body tightly from behind.
Mo Xi's body was very cold, just like the cold air emitted by her whole body. The long-lost softness made Long Qianjue's heart instantly satisfy. He just wanted to hug her tightly, hoping to warm her with his own warmth.
She sniffed her thin lips, leaning against her ears, murmured softly: "Xi'er, let's forget about those unpleasant things and start over..."
"Start again? The prince and Miss Mengru are starting now... aren't it? I wish you happiness. I just hope that the prince will be more thoughtful and don't get stuck in the gentle country and can't get up..." Mo Xi raised his lips.
A sneering sneered, and the voice was extremely determined. She had given him a chance, right? But he resolutely went to Hongxianglou without any hesitation when he saw his sedan chair
The moment she appeared in front of the Hongxiang Tower, she felt that her heart was broken and her mind was blank.
However, even so, she still couldn't control herself to remind him that the master around Meng Ru might have been sent by Long Qianjue, or it might not be. If it weren't for Long Qianjue's people, then it seemed
It seems much more complicated...
Mo Xi's words made Long Qianjue's body stiffen. He has indeed kept hiding something about Mengru, because it is important and there are suspicious things on Mo Xi, so... he still has some concerns and doesn't want to
Revealing a little bit of the wind.
Long Qianjue couldn't feel much misunderstood by his beloved woman! Perhaps only the warmth in the bed can resolve the indifference over the past few days.
The next moment, the man suddenly felt a great force, and hugged Mo Xi horizontally into his arms, striding towards the room with big strides. There were eyes in the dark, staring at this scene quietly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his big hands were clenched.
The fist finally turned around and left. This person was Luo Ga. He was now wrapped in an extremely complex feeling, and sometimes even had an uncontrollable impulse.
Just in the warm room of Mo Xi and Long Qianjue, the woman was staring at the man's handsome man coldly and said angrily: "Is the prince going to force the king?"
"You are my concubine, how can you be considered a tyrant?" Long Qianjue calmly faced and responded softly. The next moment he threw the woman on the wide bed, with a huge body
He rushed over and completely wrapped her delicate body in his breath. His thick hands couldn't wait to penetrate under her clothes, and his thick gasps became rapid.
"Looking at the prince's appearance of a hungry wolf, can't even the courtesan girl Mengru of Hongxianglou satisfy the prince?" Mo Xi said coldly on Ruobingshuang, and the tenderness with some force, grabbed the prince with a little force.
Long Qianjue's slender big hand stopped him from continuing to go deeper.
Long Qianjue's hand stopped, and no man was willing to hold an Ice Beauty and intimate. His enthusiasm did not get any response. Her words were even more icy, which made him frown in displeasure.
brow.
"I don't want to... mention other women at this time." Long Qianjue said sternly, but after saying this, a hint of complexity flashed across his sharp eyes. He actually felt a little regretful, and felt that his attitude seemed fierce.
A little bit.
In order to express his apology, the man gently covered Mo Xi's soft cherry lips the next moment, cautiously and extremely gentle, but there was no response. The man frowned slightly, and his clever tongue pried open her
The bald teeth invaded the lilac filled with faint fragrance, plundering her sweetness.
A loud sound made it look particularly harsh in this quiet room, and instantly fell into a dead silence. Long Qianjue slowly let go, and Mo Xi's lips were released, and he stared at him while panting.
Toward the man, his tangled kiss almost suffocated her.
Long Qianjue raised his left hand and gently stroked his handsome cheek. She was the first person to dare to hit him. He had bit him twice before. It seems that he is getting worse now!
"Did you eat the courage of the bear heart or the king spoiled me?" Long Qianjue's low voice showed even more Shaga, as if he tried his best to suppress the anger that rose in his heart.
Mo Xi closed her red lips, not saying a word, but her stubborn eyes were clearly visible. She absolutely had no apology for slapping him. Who made him want to touch her with his dirty body? What happened before
She could not care, but from the moment she really entrusts her heart to him, if he touches another woman again, he will be dirty...
Long Qianjue narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at her silently, hoping to see some other feelings from her face, but it disappointed him. Mo Xi was as cold as ice, her face was calm, and she could not see any strange feelings.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you in anger?!" A dark and cold voice flashed through Long Qianjue's deep eyes, and suddenly became gentle again. Somehow, he just couldn't bear to punish her, even if it was a matter of fact.
It was she who touched his bottom line, and he forgave her again and again.
"On the first day of marrying into the palace, Mo Xi was always ready. The prince can pick up your sword at any time. If you blink, I am not Mo Xi." Mo Xi spoke coldly at this time.
Undoubtedly, a handful of salt was sprinkled on Long Qianjue's wound.
"You..." Long Qianjue's eyes flashed through his darkness, staring at Mo Xi's beautiful face, and the tall body pressing on her couldn't help but stiffen.