The second when Zhan Beihan appeared, Xiao Lingyue's breathing stopped and she simply gave up struggling.
With this man here, she can't escape when she fights head-on.
I have to think of other ways...
Xiao Lingyue's mind kept spinning.
Zhan Beihan also saw the "big fish" caught alive by the fishing net, and immediately stopped anxious, with a sneer on the corner of his lips.
He walked to Xiao Lingyue, squatted down, staring at her with phoenix eyes in an unknown way.
Xiao Lingyue's whole body was wrapped in a fishing net, and she couldn't even move her fingers, and she looked a little embarrassed. But it was also because the fishing net was wrapped tightly, and the fine rope tightened every inch of her body and appeared,
The delicate curves are right in front of you.
She lay on the side, wearing a gray dress, with a face covering on her face, only a pair of clear and black eyes were exposed. Because of the rapid running and fighting, a layer of sweat was oozing on her forehead, and her hair was tied up.
It was also messy, and it spread out in strands.
Not only that, the clothes on her shoulders were cut open, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, as if brighter than the moonlight, and a circle of light scars appeared and faintly.
Walking down from her shoulders was her slender waist, which was tightened by the fishing net, and it looked even thinner and not full.
Zhan Beihan looked at her without a moment, from her cheeks to her shoulders, to her body outline. But she didn't feel that she was very familiar with her.
Xiao Lingyue's scalp was numb by his sharp and weird eyes, and she couldn't help but speak: "You..."
As soon as the words started, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed her waist.
Xiao Lingyue: "...?"
His palms were wide, and his hands were put together to hold her waist, and there was still a lot of spare time. This familiar sense of mastery, size...
Zhan Beihan's eyes suddenly became deeper.
He withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and turned to her shoulders, as if he wanted to tear open the clothes on her shoulders to see what was going on.
Xiao Lingyue's hair was standing up all over her body, and she subconsciously hid back: "You, what are you going to do?"
Tear your clothes whenever he disagrees? When did he develop this bad habit?
"Don't move!" Zhan Beihan pressed her waist and refused to hide. His fingers passed through the gap in the fishing net and touched the exposed skin on her shoulders.
It's like an electric shock.
Xiao Lingyue instantly had goose bumps and suddenly shrank back: "What the hell are you going to do!"
Zhan Beihan held her hard, hooked her fingers to her broken clothes and pulled them to the side.
Xiao Lingyue struggled even harder, her shoulders swayed, and the light in the garden was poor, so he couldn't see the traces on her shoulders at all.
"Don't move after saying this!" Zhan Beihan said angrily, "Let me see!"
Xiao Lingyue blurted out: "Look at your head, you are perverted!"
Zhan Beihan: "..."
A row of secret guards stood by the side silently, with the sharp swords not yet sheathed, and they all looked at their noses and their hearts without looking around.
Ye Yi hurried out of the secret passage and saw the prince squatting down in the octagonal pavilion, pressing firmly against the female assassin to prevent her from moving, and his other hand was... tearing her clothes?
Ye Yi: "?!"
His pupils trembled, and he immediately lowered his head and turned around, avoiding suspicion.
Zhan Beihan clearly had to see it, and Xiao Lingyue was bound by the fishing net and couldn't get rid of it. She was so anxious that she thought: "Wait...you let them all go down, I'll show it to you!"
A group of secret guards were guarding her, but she had no chance to run away, and she could save one.
Zhan Beihan looked at her sarcastically: "It's fallen into my hands. Do you think you have the qualifications to bargain?"
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