Chapter 118 A certain prince is extremely abnormal!
"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Ye said in confusion.
Feng Lince buried his head deeply into Zhuo Ye's neck and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay."
It's okay? Why did she feel... his body is trembling slightly... as if he is afraid of something... like a helpless child...
Zhuo Ye was shocked by his sudden thought! What is there to be something that a prince with high status, powerful nature, cold and calm nature that is worthy of fear?
Feng Lince hugged her, with only one position, and she didn't move for a long time...
"When do you... plan to hold this way?" Zhuo Ye couldn't stand it anymore. She was almost breathless...
After a while, Feng Lince slightly let go of Zhuo Ye, put his slender waist in one hand, and clamped her chin with the other...
Zhuo Ye hid, but did not hide, and couldn't help but frown at Feng Lince!
It's the hour of You, and the sky is a little dark. Zhuo Ye didn't see clearly before, nor did he look at Feng Lince seriously. He was too close at this moment, and she realized that his always neat and cold face looked abnormal at this moment.
Gasy! Some stubble appeared on her firm chin...
"What happened?" Zhuo Ye asked in surprise.
Feng Lince said nothing, just stared at her...
Zhuo Ye was a little uncomfortable when Feng Lince saw him. He slightly distorted his eyes and said with some annoyance: "Why are you looking at me like this!"
"Do you still have family?" Feng Lince suddenly asked.
"Why are you asking this?" Zhuo Ye suddenly felt alert.
"I want to know." Feng Lince said coldly.
"Yes... can be considered... no..." Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince's quiet and deep eyes, and suddenly felt inexplicable, and could not bear to tell lies to lie to him.
Then he said vaguely and perfunctorily.
"If there is, there is, if there is no, there is nothing, what is it?" Feng Lince stared at Zhuo Ye's eyes and continued to ask without giving up.
"Yes! But it's never possible to meet again! Are you satisfied?!" Zhuo Ye yelled with his eyes.
Feng Lince raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Zhuo Ye pursed his lips and refused to answer, stretched out his hand, trying to spread Feng Lince's big hand that was holding her chin. Feng Lince reversed his hand, but held her tender tender horn...
"Why don't you answer me?"
Zhuo Ye pulled out his hand, but Feng Lince clamped tighter and tighter...
"Prince! Do we have to speak in this posture?" Zhuo Ye frowned and raised his voice. What are you doing! He hugged people, pinched chin and grabbed hands! She is not someone he is!
"Yes." Feng Lince nodded seriously.
"..." Zhuo Ye was speechless, he was really defeated...
After the two of them had a stalemate for a while, Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince with a small face and asked pitifully: "Prince, do you say it right?"
"You haven't answered my question yet." Feng Lince continued to stubbornly ask.
"..." Zhuo Ye took a deep breath, then looked at Feng Lince calmly: "Prince, I don't want to answer this question. Everyone has some privacy that they don't want to be known."
In fact... she couldn't tell him clearly... Can she still tell him that her parents, half-brother and half-sister are not in the same time and space as her?!
Don't want to answer? Privacy? Feng Lince raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, and said nothing for a while. He was used to others' obedience and obedience. Such refusal and such statements were too strange to him...
"What's wrong with you today?" Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince and said in confusion again. He... seemed particularly abnormal today! Although he occasionally fucked...
Feng Lince remained silent, still staring at her without blinking...
"Oh..." Zhuo Ye sighed when Feng Lince didn't say anything, and begged helplessly: "Can you let me go? It seems inappropriate for the prince to treat me like this?"
Feng Lince gently rubbed Zhuo Ye's soft jade hand in his palm with his fingertips, and said lightly: "What's wrong? I've kissed you..." After pausing for a moment, he added: "I've seen you take a shower."
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"You!" He was actually embarrassed to mention it! Zhuo Ye was angry! "Let me go!" As he said that, he used his free hand to push Feng Lince's chest.
"If you care, marry me." Feng Lince was as stable as Mount Tai, allowing Zhuo Ye to toss in her arms.
Zhuo Ye was funny, what is this? Is it a proposal?
"Marry you? Stop dreaming! Should you let go?!" Zhuo Ye decided! If he didn't let go, she would use her ultimate move - bite him!
"Do you really want me to let go?" Feng Lince raised his eyebrows.
"nonsense!"
As a result... Feng Lince was very obedient... he really let go...
"Bang...Oh! You..." Zhuo Ye leaned against the door and fell to the ground, rubbed his head and glared at Feng Lince: "How can I just let you go!"
They were already standing at the door outside the room, Zhuo Ye struggled too fiercely, Feng Lince let go, she was sad, her head first hit the door, and then she slid on the ground...
"I'm just like you." Feng Lince said coldly. Then he turned his head slightly and glanced at the gate of Fenglinyuan coldly.
He was discovered... Qiaoling secretly shrank her neck, walked out from behind the gate, lowered her head, bowed to Feng Lince: "Prince." Then she immediately ran to support Zhuo Ye.
Feng Lince glanced at Zhuo Ye again, then turned around and left...
She didn't see a glimmer in his eyes. Didn't she refuse to marry him? Well... she wouldn't be able to lose her life...
It was a few days before Feng Lince's figure was seen. Although Zhuo Ye had been puzzled by his abnormal behavior that day, he did not think too deeply. No matter what the reason was, it had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to get into those
In the midst of right and wrong...
On this day, Lianfu’s back garden.
Zhuo Ye, Lian Qin, with "Little Baozi" and Lian Zheng, and Qiaoling and Yiner, were playing the game of "Eagle Catching Chicken".
The laughter and shouting echoed constantly in the garden. When it smelled it, people felt brighter and more brisk...
Lian Xiao painted under the vineyard not far away, looking at the lively and light scene, and smiling intently...
After a while, the intermission was over.
In the pavilion, Zhuo Ye wiped the sweat from Lian Zheng's little forehead while glancing at Lian Qin, who was chewing apples while chewing her feet. After running for most of the day, there was no drop of sweat at home! It looked refreshing and refreshing.
, Zhuo Ye is so envious. People who practice martial arts have physical fitness that ordinary people cannot compare with...
Zhuo Ye finished sweating on Lian Zheng, and wanted to catch the "little bun", but the little guy rubbed his sleeves with his little head indifferently. Then he grinned at Zhuo Ye mischievously, turned around and ran out...
Zhuo Ye smiled helplessly.
"Little Baozi" ran to Lian Xiao's painting, poked his head and looked at it, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! It's 'Little Yezi'!" Then the two fat little hands were squeezing in front of their chests, making a heart-to-heart look
, her eyes were blurred and exclaimed: "So beautiful!"