Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The stranger raised his eyes without too much emotion, as if he was not worried about the matter at all, "so wait for the end of the month for the Wushen grain store dividends and the month to come down before buying too late. ”

“But, Princess, it will be autumn.” Qin Lin grabbed the back of his head and gave a quick reminder.

Qin Ya couldn't help but look at Qin Lin. “Brother, don't you still believe in the Queen? Since the princess did not say anything, there is complete certainty. ”

“It's my fault, it's my fault.” Qin Lin immediately admitted the mistake and split his mouth and smiled.

The stranger also gently ticked his lips and stayed in the shed for a moment before going back to bed.

In Yan Beicheng, he thought that the stranger would definitely come to find himself today, but wait left and right, until after noon, he did not hear half the noise in his bedroom, his heart paused more and more unhappy, a cheek black to the extreme.

“Strange flower...” He almost chewed his teeth out of each other, feeling irritable to the point.

But he always felt that even if a stranger couldn't afford to spend it, he couldn't lose his decency and rushed over like that.

But if he doesn't go... his heart is also depressed and uneasy, he can't even sleep steadily, when it's really grinding.

After such a long period of depression, he finally couldn't resist the agitation of his heart and quietly entered the bedroom of a strange flower.

In the past, there was only a slight movement in the room. The stranger would wake up immediately. Today, she didn't know what to do. She slept extraordinarily sweetly. Yan Beicheng sat down before her collapse. Her breathing was still smooth and long, and she did not wake up at all.

“You slept well.” Yan Beicheng saw her like this, her heart was a little angry, and her hands kept reaching out to the delicate cheeks of strangers.

However, she was going to squeeze her nostril hand, and when it really reached her cheek, she gently scratched it on the tip of her nose. Her eyes were helpless and drowning.

All the anger in your heart seems to dissipate with this moment.

He couldn't help but stroke it gently on the lips of the stranger, “Look how sweet you slept. You don't care about this matter at all. There's no such thing as a place in your heart, is there? ”

As he was saying, he saw the flowers of the stranger who had slept sweetly and breathed evenly. A pair of dark eyes instantly opened up. Like a sharp sword, he glanced at Yanbeicheng, and the tender and soft hand turned into a strong steel wrist, clamping his wrist, his eyes were filled with dangerous colors.

Yanbeicheng did not struggle, and Soho laid down directly beside her along her path.

A stranger who had just seen the face of Yan Beicheng, and had time to relieve God in the future, was squeezed into the bed by him. His brain, which had always been clear, was blank for a few seconds, and he felt like he was just a little...

“Yan Beicheng? Why did you sneak into my room again?” Half a dozen years later, the stranger realized the reaction and sat up with a quilt in his arms.

She just sneaked into her mouth. She still snuck into her mouth. She thought someone was trying to put poison in her mouth. What is even more absurd is that he was found lying so blatantly on her bed.

Yanbeicheng didn't seem to hear anything. She directly pulled the quilt on her, covered herself, and slept.