The villain is so cute

Chapter 427 The Prince is Delicate and Weak (27)

This prince Gutu is really a porter of cowhide.

Wherever there is a problem, throw the brick of Juci there.

No wonder Shan Yu attached great importance to this son.

Even in modern times, he is still the kind of boss who can draw big cakes like crazy.

The employees are exhausted, and the boss enjoys a leisurely drink of tea.

Dawn couldn't help but click his tongue.

Shen Wuzheng lowered his eyes.

He didn't need to read the contents of the envelope, in fact, he already knew the general idea.

"The prince is lonely and not a good person to get along with."

Prince Gutu looked amiable and kind to his brothers and sisters.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

The closer the relationship with him, the more ruthless he will be used.

The more offending people, push her to do it.

Unfortunately, only Ju Ci himself didn't know.

Li Ming said lazily: "This is not my husband, the wind is blowing beside the pillow?"

Shen Wuzheng: "..."

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was a trace of displeasure in his heart.

I don't know if it was because of a kind reminder that I was questioned.

Or say that...

Pillow wind.

His strength was originally very light.

Just as he was distracted, he heard Li Ming gasp.

"If you have something to say, don't do anything to my hair."

Only then did Shen Wuzheng realize that he had lost his composure, and he came back to his senses and said in a low voice:
"Feel sorry."

"..."

Dawn was originally just joking.

It's a pity that Shen Wuzheng may easily take what others say seriously.

Liming had no choice but to say:

"If you don't like it, I won't talk about it in the future."

After all, Shen Wuzheng will have more chances to brush his hair in the future.

If he accidentally offended, Shen Wuzheng would be more wicked.

Her hair is really dangerous.

Shen Wuzheng didn't answer.

Li Ming thought he was still angry, and continued to sit obediently, resting his chin on his hands and staring at the candlelight in front of him in a daze.

I was in a daze for a while.

The heat from the stove almost dries the hair.

Shen Wuzheng let go of his hand, watching the hair flowing through his fingertips like running water.

There was a slight curl at the end of the hair, and when it fell, it was gently swept in the palm of the hand.

Itchy.

Like the apex of the feeling.

He said, "Okay."

Liming touched her hair and sniffed it.

It's also topped with the scent of flowers brought from the yard.

The floral fragrance probably doesn't dissipate easily, so that it still lingers in the hair after washing.

Fragrant and soft.

Delicious.

"Actually..." Shen Wuzheng suddenly said.

Dawn turned around.

The fire was flickering by the fireplace.

The soft light shone on his face, as if flames were jumping in his normally dark eyes.

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows and signaled him to continue talking.

Shen Wuzheng pursed his lips, seemingly hesitant.

Liming was afraid that he would hesitate to speak.

Talking only half, this is like the author's critical moment Cavin.

Cruel!

Outrageous!

God damn it!

She immediately added.

"Say it."

"If you don't tell me, then..." Li Ming clenched his fist and gave him a meaningful look, "You understand!"

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room.

There just happened to be a bed, and my own hair was dried.

If he does this again, she doesn't mind rubbing him on the ground on the spot.

then.

The kind who lie in bed and can't get out of bed for three days.

Shen Wuzheng saw her expressionless, threatening look.

Jaws and claws...

Really.

So fierce.

He didn't think it was appropriate at first, but seeing her threatening appearance, he blurted out what he wanted to hide.

"actually……"

"Some things can still be said."

(End of this chapter)