Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 108 The owner of the village and her petite wife with different appearances [30]

The young man's fingertips were slightly cool, and his movements were gentle, but when the fingertips were bound to the wrist bone, he couldn't break free.

Shen Wanqing turned her back to Gu Jinyan, pressed the tip of her tongue against her gums, and narrowed her lazy eyes unexpectedly.

Turning around lazily, her bright red lips were slightly pursed, and her tone was a little bad.

"Dry--"

The familiar cold fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and there is a burst of warmth on the lips.

Slightly sweet.

The girl's light brown eyes were dazed for a while, and she seemed a little distracted.

The gentle and dignified Prime Minister has already leaned on the girl's shoulder obediently, with a soft voice, "I won't be angry if you kiss me."

Shen Wanqing pursed her red lips and did not speak.

The young man in the crescent white long gown has a tall and straight figure, and his scenery is as beautiful as the moon.

Cool and noble, elegant and peerless.

At this moment, she leaned obediently on the girl's shoulder. The girl had a cold face, and her deep light brown eyes were narrowed thoughtfully.

Without getting a response from the girl, Gu Jinyan quietly turned around with his forehead pressed, his delicate face buried in the girl's neck.

The voice is soft and aggrieved, "Qingqing~"

Her voice, which had always been cold and gentle, became soft and sticky at this moment, acting coquettishly and at the same time full of grievances.

The boy was tall and tall, but he nestled neatly around the girl's neck.

His slender fingers gently tugged at the girl's sleeve, and he coaxed her softly.

"Jin Yan promises that it will never happen again next time. Can you forgive Jin Yan?"

With a low voice, he leaned close to the girl while speaking, and pressed his warm lips against her neck.

Muttering softly, the words are lingering, "Lady~"

"Are you okay~"

The young man's voice was already extremely pleasant, but now that he lowered his voice, his voice was lingering and sticky.

Shen Wanqing, who was standing still like a tree, was about to explode.

why!
She originally thought that the boy from this plane was just!
Why are you still acting like a baby!

Act like a baby every time! !

What do you want! ! !
You are the prime minister!
Shen Wanqing pursed her lips and looked down at Gu Jinyan's fair nape.

There is a little helplessness in the eyes.

Can I stop being coquettish...

Because she...would be easy to compromise.

Shen Wanqing coughed lightly, "I'm not angry."

"Clear nonsense."

Gu Jinyan had already raised his head, his dark eyes were shattered, and there seemed to be grievance in his plain eyes.

"No." Shen Wanqing explained.

"Really?" The young man asked indifferently with an anxious expression.

"Ah."

As soon as Shen Wanqing nodded, the expression of the young man in front of him changed.

All the grievances and clinginess are gone, and the delicate and handsome face is still gentle and calm.

There was a gentle smile on the delicate eyebrows, holding Shen Wanqing's hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go, the banquet is about to begin."

Shen Wanqing who was being led away: ...

Was she blind just now?

Shen Wan let out a cold sigh, her eyes suddenly fell on the petite purple flower in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly with a thoughtful expression.

...

...

At the Golden Luan Hall, almost all the ministers arrived.

However, neither the Lord nor the Emperor had arrived yet, so the ministers were all holding wine glasses, sitting on their seats and chatting with the officials beside them.

The other ladies also gathered together to gossip.

After a while, the emperor arrived, and the chaotic scene stopped immediately, and the ministers and wives returned to their seats with their children.

Just when the Golden Luan Hall became quiet, two figures came to the door.

"Prime Minister, Mrs. Prime Minister is here—"

Mrs. Prime Minister?

Everyone looked over suspiciously.

The girl has an exquisite appearance and gentle clothes, but there is an inch of laziness between her brows and eyes.

When he raised his eyes and looked at you, there was a faint feeling of suffocation.

That sense of pride.

The young man was wearing a crescent gown, his eyebrows were picturesquely delicate, and the cinnabar mole on the end of the butterfly-like eye was still bright.

But when the boy's appearance completely broke into everyone's eyes, they all constricted their pupils in horror.

　Surprised?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)