It's a completely different style of handsome man in ancient costume, the kind with an exotic flair.
His eyes were looking at Lin Rou'er, with a tenderness that could turn people's hearts into water. Lin Rou'er couldn't help but be frightened by his too electric eyes, and then realized that this was someone she had helped when she was a child.
Little brat, why is he like this now?
It’s so surprising!
A punch hit the man's broad and strong chest, just to tickle him. Lin Rou'er said unceremoniously: "Beiyue Heng, is this how you treat your former benefactor? Threats and intimidation, you really dare to do anything.
use?"
Hearing her delicate voice and looking at her lovely red lips as she spoke, Beiyue Heng still didn't realize what he should say. He just put Lin Rou'er into his arms with one hand again and lowered his head.
Turning his head to sniff the fragrance that only belonged to her, Beiyue Heng said with some excitement: "Xiaorou, you have finally come to Gu's side. Don't ever leave again." [
Xiami?! Xiaorou?! Lin Rouer was directly shocked by this title. Well, Ouyang Chen’s habit is to call her Rouer, Ouyang Xing calls her Rourou, and Yu Youcheng calls her Rouer. Now
This little thing actually calls her Xiaorou. It would be weird if she obeyed him.
"Bei Yueheng, let me go, you little one. How old are you, seventeen or eighteen? You dare to call me Xiaorou, are you tired of living?" Lin Rouer started to kick and kick in his arms.
Yelled and protested loudly.
Ouyang Xu and Luan Xiaoqing next to them were really embarrassed. Fortunately, Ouyang Chen was not here. Otherwise, seeing their woman being held in the arms of another man and calling her Xiaorou so passionately would have made them vomit blood on the spot.
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The people on the side were still kneeling there, but their hearts were full of doubts. They didn't know why this respected king kept holding that woman in his arms with a happy, silly smile on his face.
Lin Rou'er couldn't rest for a moment in his arms. Finally, she raised her foot hard and stamped on his calfskin boots, which finally made Beiyue Heng let go of her in pain.
The man, who was jumping on the spot with his feet in his arms and a resentful look on his face, lost his royal demeanor. He just looked up at Lin Rou'er and said, "Xiao Rou, why are you still so ungrateful now?"
"Gentle? Boy, which of your eyes have seen these two words on me? Also, you are only eighteen years old this year. Do you know how old your sister is? It's okay if you don't call me sister, Xiaorou.
"Xiao Rou's scream, is this what you screamed? It's nothing big or small." Lin Rou'er scolded him fiercely.
Well, the kneeling people in the town were once again petrified, and Luan Xiaoqing and Ouyang Xu were also messed up in the wind.
This Lin Rou'er is indeed very capable. The legendary North Vietnamese wolf who can drink the enemy's blood as wine was actually stepped on by her and scolded by her. How crazy is this world?
The people really admired this woman's courage, and were even more amazed by her appearance. The pink color on her body made her look extremely beautiful.
The North Vietnamese wolf who was scolded by her finally let go of his stepped foot, smiled happily, pulled her sleeves and said to her: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, the worst is not to take so much care in the future."