Is this person a pervert?

Yingqian just wanted to drink water.

It's not like killing people or setting fires.

Still need to ask?

Could it be that these days, tyrants are so harsh?

Yingqian's face looked astonishing.

But people are under the roof.

She was really thirsty and smoke was coming out of her throat.

I can only grit my teeth and swallow my anger:

"Please Liao."

In the dark.

Yingqian seemed to hear a chuckle.

Xiang Xuanhai pinched her chin and ran his rough fingertips across her cheek. Feeling the delicate and smooth touch, he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"It's really not sincere."

Yingqian: "Ah, yes, yes!"

She should kneel down, first make three bows and nine kowtows, then do some juggling, and finally use a knife to poke a few holes in her body and bleed several kilograms of blood, so that she could be considered devoted to him.

"Perfunctory."

Sweeping her thumb across her red lips.

It has a slightly dry touch, which is completely different from the softness I just touched.

Smell the scent of roses floating around.

Xiang Xuanhai's restless mood was inexplicably relieved.

Really weird.

Every time he sees Ying Qian, he will have an extremely ridiculous illusion.

It was as if they were already very familiar with each other.

The silence lasted for a long time.

After all, Xiang Xuanhai didn't let Ying Qian pour several kilograms of blood just for a glass of water.

Still barely a human being.

Ying Qian accepted the cup from the maid, and before she could take a sip, she noticed Xiang Xuanhai's gaze.

Looks gloomy.

Hidden emotions that even she can't understand.

I don’t know what I am thinking about.

But don't think about whether to chop her head off.

Ying Qian took a sip and asked:

"Look what I'm doing? Do you want to drink?"

Xiang Xuanhai glanced at her, neither agreeing nor denying.

He has the virtue of relying entirely on Yingqian to guess the Sacred Heart, saying even half a word is too laborious.

She cursed secretly in her mind.

This kind of person.

He is harder to serve than his ancestors.

Yingqian could only finish the water, poured another glass, brought it to Xiang Xuanhai, and said in a long voice:

"Your Majesty drinks tea..."

She looked casual.

I wanted to throw water directly on Xiang Xuanhai's face.

How could he not see Yingqian's impatience, but he found her reluctance quite interesting.

Xiang Xuanhai chuckled and said:

"You're just going to be a slave like this?"

Ying took a deep breath.

He raised his arms and brought the tea cup to Xiang Xuanhai's lips.

"Okay? This is water. You can't let me chew it up and feed it to you, right?"

I don’t know if I misheard that word.

Xiang Xuanhai showed a slightly interested expression.

"Why don't you try it? Maybe you can poison Gu to death, maybe."

Yingqian: "?"

Before she could figure out why Xiang Xuanhai, the king of a country, couldn't understand people's words.

The maid once again brought a tray of green food.

It's the portion that Yingqian didn't move during the day,

She glanced over.

His face instantly turned green.

How many sins have you committed?

Do you have to eat these things every meal?

She worked as a slave for Xiang Xuanhai, not as a cow or a horse!

Yingqian put the tea cup back on the table and asked reluctantly:

"Is it okay not to eat?"

"dislike?"

Xiang Xuanhai sent away his maid.

He and Yingqian were the only ones left in the hall again.

The candlelight flickered.

According to the food on the tray, it looks even more green.

If this was taken out and said to be food for horses, no one would believe it.

Yingqian sighed heavily and said pitifully:

"I really don't like it. I'm not an animal. My wounds won't heal if I eat vegetarian food."

She rubbed her eyes.

Try to make yourself look more miserable.

Then he tugged at the corner of Xiang Xuanhai's clothes, and Yingqian said softly:

"Can you not eat these? You can also give me steamed buns."

Dare to bargain with Xiang Xuanhai.

Yingqian is still the first.

But she did a lot of irregular things.

From the first time we met, he was very frivolous and never showed any respect.

Xiang Xuanhai lowered his eyes and saw her wrinkled little face, her eyes full of grievance, and her fingertips hooked on his sleeves dangled lightly, like some little pet begging for food, which was actually quite lovable.

"You are really brave."

He lifted Ying Qian's chin.

said again;

"He also understands people's hearts very well."

Yingqian was stunned.

A hint of coldness quietly flashed through his eyes.

She was about to explain.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the palace, and then the anxious voice of a maidservant.
To be continued...