Lose My Heart to the Lovely Kitten Princess

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This is what Ying Jingjing has been working hard for. She has paid so much for this, and naturally she can't ruin everything here.

No, she can't, and will never allow it!

Ying Jingjing's face became paler, and her palms that had been relaxed were suddenly tightened.

The paper strips that were crumpled into a ball still had some edges and corners. Those edges and corners pierced Ying Jingjing's palm pain, but she continued to tighten her fingers indifferently.

This is the only way at this time, and only with such a dull pain, can she always stay awake.

"What does King Jing want from the slave house?"

The sound of Ying Jingjing in the air seemed so thin, the residual sound was squeezed and reduced in the hot air, and gradually disappeared.

Just like Yingjingjing at this time, there is no counterattack.

Chu Yunshen's smile became stronger, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his thin lips slowly said:

"Don't worry, talk slowly."

Looking at Chu Yunshen's clear face, Ying Jingjing's mood did not relax the slightest. After taking a few deep breaths, she recovered a bit from her restless state.

She quickly put the bleeding paper ball into her sleeve, and moved her fingers so hard that she was numb, and then she began to serve the tea on the table.

Chu Yunshen didn't say anything to stop him, only watching Ying Jingjing's gestures change, and then shifting his eyes to the rapidly unfolding tea leaves.

Without words, Ying Jingjing's actions have explained everything.

She agreed to Chu Yunshen's suggestion to'talk slowly', and to a great extent cooperated with the conditions Chu Yunshen proposed.

There are rules in the world, and there are so many things that people do not want to do but have to do, such as Yingjingjing.

The hot tea was poured into the cup swirlingly, and the conversation between the two in the room officially began.

The tea is long and the evening breeze is long.

I don't know if Ying Jingjing hadn't paid attention just now, or by God's deliberate arrangement, the door of the room started automatically without wind, but the door only opened a small slit and then stopped.

Originally, this kind of movement would have disturbed the two people talking in the room, but it was a pity that none of them had time to worry about it.

I don't know where they started, Ying Jingjing and Chu Yunshen didn't deal with them at the beginning, and they didn't talk too much, so the discussion between the two had not reached the end.

I can't remember who moved the hand first, it should be Yingjingjing.

She directly took a hair-thin embroidery needle from a bent hand at the cuff, and with a wave of her bare hand in the next second, the needle followed her hand toward Chu Yunshen's neck.

Chu Yunshen was faster.

When he leaned forward directly on Ying Jingjing's side, he pulled the tablecloth off forcefully, and clamped Ying Jingjing's body with his hands, making Ying Jingjing unable to move his upper body when he was pressed on the table.

The tea bowl cups on the table fell one by one as early as the moment the tablecloth was torn off.

I don't know what material the tea set is made of, but it just made a bang, but none of it was damaged.

Ying Jingjing couldn't move his body, but he could still talk.Her face was forced to stick to the table, and she could only say coldly:

"His Royal Highness, what is this going to do?"

Chu Yunshen tightened his hand for a few more minutes. Hearing Ying Jingjing's uncontrollable grunt, he lowered his throat and asked sharply in Ying Jingjing's ear:

"Master Su Chenglin was also killed by you?'Su Fushou', are you a Tang Sect child?"

Ying Jingjing sneered and took a deep breath to relieve the pain, "His Royal Highness will actually believe those rumors about the rivers and lakes? Where did the Tang Sect Five Poisons come from? It's just the influx of Wanzang flowers.

Her voice is getting lower and lower, and the last few words are even more vague to almost inaudible.

At the same time, there seemed to be a strange noise outside the door, but neither of them paid any attention to it.

This is already a critical moment, and no one dares to relax.

Chu Yunshen was about to speak again, but Ying Jingjing was even faster.Her body speed is amazing, her body is as flexible as a snake, twisting in a very strange posture, and in the next second she can actually kick a side fly towards Chu Yun's deep abdomen.

If it's just an ordinary kick, it's fine, but a very sharp blade popped out of Ying Jingjing's toe.

The blade's cold light is compelling, and the blue poison is quenched on it.

If this kick can be achieved, Chu Yunshen will immediately die of poison, so Ying Jingjing can be considered as exhausted, only thinking of killing.

She overestimated herself too much and looked at Chu Yunshen too low.

The situation changed in the next second, and Ying Jingjing had been grabbed by Chu Yunshen's foot and turned around.

This time she was changed to sit on Chu Yunshen’s legs obliquely. Chu Yunshen seemed to be holding her, but in fact he clamped Ying Jingjing’s feet with one hand, and firmly confined Ying Jingjing’s arms with the other. .

At this point, Yingjingjing's skills are not as good as people can only obediently, like showing weakness and threatening.

"His Royal Highness still won't let me get up?"

"The Ten Thousand Tibetans, the sect whose name was crossed out by the Wulin League, you are from here."

This time Chu Yunshen's voice was extremely flat, without any doubt.

Ying Jingjing didn't seem to expect that Chu Yunshen actually knew what she was talking about, but she didn't mention it too much. She just pressed her lips to maintain this action, staring stubbornly at Chu Yun.

After a long while, Chu Yun let go of Ying Jingjing's feet, and pushed Ying Jingjing outward: Beauty Nest Novel www.mnowo.com

"You go."

Ying Jingjing's body was very sore, but she still turned around at the fastest speed, which perfectly stabilized her figure.

"You let me go?"

"This is your inn," Chu Yunshen dusted his robe with a little laughter.

"Besides," he raised his head, those Danfeng eyes gleamed with unknown light, and said unclearly, "Isn't I and boss Ying, you have already negotiated?"

Ying Jingjing was slightly stunned, she stayed there for a while before returning.

He nodded silently to Chu Yun, sorted out his clothes, adjusted the expression on his face, Ying Jingjing left the room silently.

When she and Chu Yunshen saw the slightly opened door of the room, both of them were shocked, but Ying Jingjing left without looking back, leaving only Chu Yunshen alone in the room. Thinking of thinking.

The corridors are still crowded with people. In recent days, the inn has become more lively night after night, and everyone seems to be reveling.Only Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was still standing at the railing of the corridor, was still crying at Mu Bai.

Poor Mu Bai has any experience of coaxing girls.

In his poor memory, only the little daughter raised by the master and his wife, the little glutinous rice dumpling that Mu Bai didn't want to be called the'junior sister' by Mu Bai, was thrown by the master and his wife to Mu Bai and the others for some time.

That was the time when Mu Bai was most reluctant to look back. Every day, he and his seniors were tossed by glutinous rice dumplings.

So much so that when the master teacher and mother wandered back, Mu Bai held up the recruitment letter sent by Chu Yunshen, and immediately offered to move to the Jing Palace.

At this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, overlapped with the glutinous rice dumplings in his memory. Mu Bai was so scared that he would fall from the tall building on the spot. It was a hundred years old.

"Ancestor, can I call your ancestor a success?" Mu Bai begged Cheng Xiaoxiao with a bitter face.

"He just gave someone a hug, maybe it's just a misunderstanding?"

Holding the Fangpa that was too late to be delivered, Mu Bai couldn't remember how many times he explained to Chu Yunshen tonight.

At this time, Chu Yunshen really owed him so much, Mu Bai looked at the slightly bleeding arm, and smiled helplessly.

The blood-soaked sleeves were made by Cheng Xiaoxiao when he first hit Mu Bai. The wound was probably cracked and bloody and crusted a long time ago. After all, Mu Baiguang was here after hearing Cheng Xiaoxiao's cry and he had half a cup of tea. effort.

This doesn't even include the time Cheng Xiaoxiao scolded, the time to cry out of breath, and the process that Mu Bai helped Chu Yunshen explain over and over again.

"Yes, but I..."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was already crying to the point of choking, she was crying and hiccuping, and she couldn't turn her sobbing around for a long time.

Mu Bai wanted to help her smoothly, but he raised his hand in the air and put it down as if it was inappropriate. He could only look at Cheng Xiaoxiao with encouraging eyes.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was also considered arrogant, she took a deep breath, and whispered with tears in her eyes:

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

Mu Bai almost fell unsteadily. He held the carved railing with one hand and stretched out to block his forehead, weakly saying:

"Yes! Four hundred and eighty-third times, you continue to say, I will count them for you, and write them down for you."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was even more wronged, why didn't she know that she was so bad now.But this was also the first time she fell in love. Maybe she was too worried about gains and losses, but she didn't show it in front of Chu Yunshen. She was making progress.

Isn't this not a sensible performance?

Count, count as a ball.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't show it in front of Chu Yunshen, but she was showing it vividly in front of Mu Bai now. Did she almost break down without seeing Mu Bai?

It can only be said that the years are unfavorable and make friends carelessly.

Mu Bai went to the boring gourd of Chu Yunshen, and met the annoying spirit of Cheng Xiaoxiao, it was fate.

Mu Bai, who gave up struggling for fate, kept a blank face, and from time to time nodded along with Cheng Xiaoxiao's words, extricating himself from being a crying tool.

Perhaps it was too exhausting to vent emotions, or Cheng Xiaoxiao herself wanted to continue to indulge herself.

She actually started crying and crying, and the hunger that came from her stomach was very strong.With a loud belly bang, Cheng Xiaoxiao apologized to Mu Bai embarrassedly:

"Sorry, I seem to be a little hungry, should we go down and eat and talk?"

"Still talking?"

Mu Bai's eyes widened, and his entire face was filled with resistance.

Cheng Xiaoxiao could see that Mu Bai's whole person was not good. This was the first time she saw Mu Bai panicked. To be honest, it was a little funny.

So Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled unceremoniously.

The teardrops that did not fall in her eyes fell completely because of the tremor of laughter, and Mu Bai was so scared that she reflexively handed Fangpa.

Unexpectedly, this time Cheng Xiaoxiao took over.

She unceremoniously used the Fangpa to blow her nose and wipe the tears, and under Mu Bai's disgusting eyes, she cautiously said with a thick nasal sound:

"Mu Bai, do you know you really hate it."

Without waiting for Mu Bai to rebut, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly took another sentence: "But thank you."

Mu Bai had to say what he had to refute. Seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao's serious expression, he silently swallowed those words back, just muttering in his mouth:

"Crying and laughing, I'm really sick."