Waiting for bed?

Is it so exciting?

Minors cannot watch this kind of scene!

Yingqian was still hesitant.

But his sleeves were caught by Michael.

Just move forward slightly.

She was held in an embrace full of cold fragrance.

"My queen..."

Michael's voice was very low.

It has a soft, coquettish taste.

He kissed Yingqian's earlobe.

Said softly:

"Don't you want...to have me?"

Yingqian: "?"

Where did her holy, pure, innocent and lovely little prince go?

Who is this man in front of her, who is seducing her even with his eyes and fingertips?

Yingqian stared at Michael so that he could see his exaggerated face.

There was silence for a while.

After all, he had a serious look on his face and nodded.

no way.

Men are seductive.

Michael's appearance is simply too outstanding.

Yingqian has seen many outstanding-looking men.

But Michael is the first person who is so beautiful that it’s hard to tell his gender and can trample both men and women under his feet.

Only then did Michael smile.

There was a soft light floating in the brown eyes.

He caressed Yingqian's cheek and moved his thin lips slightly, as if he couldn't restrain himself and wanted to kiss her at this moment.

The distance between the lips is getting closer and closer.

Just when it's about to touch.

A loud voice suddenly sounded.

"Yingqian, come back..."

Pulin's figure walked through the corner, but the moment she saw Yingqian and Michael, she froze on the spot.

The tray she was holding fell to the ground.

There was a loud noise.

The bread and butter and the teapot rolled away together.

She looked at Yingqian and Michael, taking in all their intimate gestures.

"You... you..."

"The truth is what you see." Yingqian spread his hands and said helplessly: "So, little princess, do you plan to go home, or continue to be a loudspeaker and tell the world about my lust for Michael's body?

Woolen cloth?"

Pulin seemed stunned.

His eyes moved back and forth between Yingqian and Michael.

She opened her mouth, as if she still couldn't come to her senses.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Pulin."

Michael took a step forward, held Yingqian's hand firmly, and looked into Pulin's brown eyes with cold indifference.

"My heart and my love have already been given to my queen. I cannot respond to your..."

"You lied!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Pulin in a loud voice.

She stepped on her low-heeled shoes and walked angrily, but ignored Michael and rushed to Yingqian's side.

"Didn't you say that you don't like him? You lied to me!"

Yingqian: "Ah?"

She didn't imprison Pulin for long. After meeting Lucia, she released this little bright princess from the dungeon.

Although I was pestered by her several times after that.

But Yingqian had forgotten everything about what he said specifically.

Didn't even notice.

When did the little princess become very clingy to her?

So much so that I heard Pulin's question now.

Completely confused.

"I..." Yingqian pressed his forehead, feeling a little guilty for no reason, and lowered his voice, "Did I say that?"

"certainly!"

Pu Lin's eyes were getting redder and redder, and she was burning with anger. She gritted her teeth and spoke with a somewhat aggrieved voice.

"You said you didn't like him! You also said you welcome me to stay here as a guest! I knew you were coming back and even brought you dinner, but you actually..."

Only then did Yingqian notice that bread and biscuits were rolled all over the floor.

The tea has even been distributed.

A large amount of dark red fell.

"Feel sorry."

Yingqian messed up his hair and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but then he noticed Michael's eyes full of concern.

She suddenly had one head and two heads.

But it's not over yet.

Pulin hasn't been comforted yet.

There were footsteps coming from behind again.

Yingqian turned around and saw Edward's handsome, serious face.

He knelt down on one knee, held Yingqian's hand, and said in a deep voice:

"My Majesty, perhaps I could... have a word with you?"

Yingqian wanted to agree.

As long as she could be freed from the current situation that made her whole body numb.

She can do anything.

You can go on patrol with Aulë.

But he was watched closely by three pairs of eyes.

If Yingqian left with Edward now.

There's no telling what's going to happen.

She cleared her throat.

He took his hand out of Edward's palm and patted Prine's shoulder again.

"It's getting late, how about we talk tomorrow?"

"no!"

Three voices sounded at the same time.

Pulin stared with a stubborn look on her face.

"You must tell me that you and Michael..."

"It's my lover."
To be continued...