Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Chapter 1967: I'm Tired, I'm Going To Sleep

She was angry at the moment and had little control over her words and actions, so that she could speak without thinking about it.

Yanbeicheng didn't seem to expect such a big fire from a flower on a stranger. Thin lips couldn't help but get used to it.

Seeing the stranger floating on his cheek so light and cold on a weekday, at this moment such a vivid anger appeared because of himself, his doubts quickly dissipated.

He'd never seen her so angry at anyone. How could he have doubted her like that at this moment?

When he thought of it, he was angry and moved to the stranger's flower. He pressed her shoulder gently with his hands and warmed his voice: “It's my fault. ”

The stranger stretched out his hand and opened his hand, turning around and not looking at him, "The prince is serious. ”

The first time Yanbeicheng lowered its head like this to a woman, it ate such a closed-door spoon, choking, half speechless.

He suppressed his emotions, patience, softened his voice to the extreme, “Are you angry that I sent someone to watch you yesterday? ”

The flower on the stranger had a cold face and had not answered.

“More than that, you blame me for doubting you?” Yan Beicheng met with her acquiescence and continued.

Strange flowers are still unanswered.

Yanbeicheng understood the reason for the stranger's anger and thought about the language in his heart. It was only then that he said: "Both things are my fault. I just saw you carrying someone behind his back yesterday. I was uncomfortable in my heart, so I couldn't help but be a little suspicious. It was my fault. I shouldn't have asked someone to follow you, I shouldn't have doubted you. ”

The stranger's heart was slightly touched, but his anger had not disappeared, and he was still reluctant to listen to him. "An identity such as the king's is too expensive to apologize to me. ”

“You are the one I put on the tip of my heart, how can I apologize to you for being so priceless?” Yan Beicheng only wants to be happy with strangers at this moment. If I can't say anything definitely during the week, it's all falling out. “Besides, I'm just your husband in front of you, not a prince, you're not a princess, just my wife, I can't pull my face down with my own wife. ”

I didn't know the flowers in Yanbei would say the same thing. Is that sweet?

She stunned for a moment before the cold air fed her heart when it softened and the lips of her red lips moved slightly, "How could you say that? ”

Nature has been wearing dude's clothes for a long time. I had to go with some "fox puppy friends" to some fireworks willow alley. I've seen a lot of them, and naturally I've learned a thing or two. But this is the first time the same woman has ever really said that.

Though he thought so in his heart, he would never say it. He simply said: "In the face of the person he loves, there is no master of nature, especially since the situation arises, nature can no longer control itself. ”

Knowing that this is the sweet words often spoken in the bloody romance novels of the previous life, a man so sincerely said to himself that her heart was still soft and soft, her heart moved and her heart beat and she had to melt away at all times.

“Okay, okay, I'm tired, I'm going to bed, you don't have to say it anymore.” Fearing being intoxicated by words like Yan Beicheng, the flowers on the stranger drowned for a moment and immediately withdrew, so to speak.

Yan Beicheng saw her, but the corner of her lip couldn't help but tick, a slim, soft waist of a stranger, holding her together and lying on the collapse, “I'd say, still in your ear, to keep you awake tonight. ”