graceful

I feel unhappy.

He walked with a stern face and said nothing.

Stick to your cold-faced tough guy image.

Tang Yu curled her lips. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so difficult to appease. She had just raised her brows in time to respond to him and he was so angry.

It's too easy to get angry.

Tang Yu hugged Chu Xiaohe's neck and shook him, his voice soft and sweet.

When she acts like a spoiled brat, it’s hard to resist.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you angry with Yu'er? Are you surprised that Yu'er didn't respond to you just now?"

The more Tang Yu spoke, the more tender his voice became.

In fact, Chu Xiaohe was no longer angry at this time. He had not been angry since she held him up.

As for his cold and hard expression at this moment.

It's because of some unexplainable reasons.

The back was rubbed by something soft, like a cloud.

He never knew a woman could be so soft.

Fragrant and soft.

In the past, in order to conform to the current aesthetic, Tang Mingzhu was so thin that she had not a pound of flesh on her body, and her chest was naturally shriveled.

Unlike Tang Yu, he has slender limbs, a waist that is soft enough to be held in one hand, and his flesh grows obediently in the right places.

The veins on Chu Xiaohe's forehead were obvious, but Tang Yu, who was acting coquettishly, didn't notice.

I just want to quickly appease this angry golden thigh.

"Your Highness, I didn't ignore you on purpose just now. I was just worried that the Crown Princess would find out. If she did, I would definitely be punished. Or do you no longer like Yu'er?"

Said voice choked with sobs.

The veins on Chu Xiaohe's hand holding the memorial were bulging, and he was really enduring the hardship.

But he was also worried that his beloved baby would cry.

He liked to see her cry, with her nose and eyes red, like a little rabbit, making people want to bully her.

But he only hoped that she would cry only on his couch from now on, and not anywhere else.

Chu Xiaohe put down the memorial without looking back.

His voice was hoarse, filled with unspeakable desire, and his low voice sounded like gravel rolling over sharp stones.

"Bao'er, be good and don't cry. I'm not angry anymore. Don't cry."

"I will feel bad."

He continued, "Besides, didn't I tell you not to continue calling yourself a slave in front of me? Why are you still saying this? Are you trying to anger me on purpose?"

Tang Yu's body trembled. Chu Xiaohe's last two sentences were really fierce.

Tang Yu grunted twice, simply let go of his hand and took two steps back.

"You said you weren't angry anymore, but you didn't even look at me."

After a pause, he bowed while holding back his tears.

"I am a humble servant and I dare not displease Your Highness. I will take my leave now."

Chu Xiaohe realized belatedly that he had really pissed the guy off.

He didn't care whether he scared her or not and grabbed the arm of the woman who was about to leave.

Tang Yu almost screamed.

She turned around and fell into the man's arms.

I struggled to leave and unknowingly rubbed against something hard.

Tang Yu had encountered it by chance last time and had had close contact with it.

It is because I know this moment that I feel even more embarrassed.

In an instant, her face turned red, her neck was filled with shyness, and her white pearl earlobes turned into pink pearls.

Chu Xiaohe held the woman in his arms tightly.

The voice was hoarse, and even pushed people down with malicious intent.

Tang Yu was angry and ashamed.

Why is this man like this? She just came to coax him, that's all... Really...

Chu Xiaohe leaned back on the chair, the woman in his arms was fragrant and beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were charming, and her fox eyes were confusing.

His heart was so agitated that he almost couldn't control himself and wanted to take her directly.

Thinking that it is not possible now, she will not agree.

I can only bear it.

Chu Xiaohe said, trying hard to resist the urge to scream.