Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 585 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (75)

Chapter 585 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (75)

He is really angry, very angry.

However, after she calmed down, she still sent someone to inquire about the situation of Xia Rongyan.

She was afraid that Rong Yan would really get hurt before she arrived.

After Zhu Qing inquired about the news and confirmed that Rong Yan was not injured, He You was relieved.

Zhu Qing hesitated: "Master, Prime Minister Rong wants to see you."

He covered his head again: "No see."

But she was so angry that she couldn't forgive Rong Yan easily, otherwise he would dare to do it next time.

Zhu Qing responded embarrassingly, and turned to leave.

There was another voice in the room, higher in pitch.

"See!"

He sighed gloomily, what if Rong Yan was sad?
Zhu Qing agreed again, but before he took two steps, He You changed his mind again.

He's voice was muffled again, very weak.

"No see no see."

To hold on, she will be a little harder to coax.

Zhu Qing: ...

It's really hard to guess the master's mind.

Zhu Qing went to deliver the message, seeing the young man's thinner figure, pale eyebrows and eyes, he felt a little uneasy.

Is his master too willful and reckless to dare to reject Rong Yan?

However, Rong Yan didn't intend to get angry.

The young man's eyebrows were light, and his robe was stained with the thick frost of the night. After a long time, he pursed his lips tightly.

Ye Qiao, I don't want to see him.

As the night gradually deepened, He lay on the bed again, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She sighed deeply, feeling that this would not work.

She thought otherwise she would simply forgive Rong Yan tomorrow, anyway, Zai Zai can teach her slowly if she doesn't understand, the cold war really made things difficult for her.

The door was knocked lightly twice.

He was taken aback again.

The thin window paper reflected the young man's slender figure, and He You seemed to have seen the young man's clear eyebrows despite being separated by a door.

He bent his lips again.

It's a little beauty.

She cleared her throat and asked deliberately.

"Who?"

Rong Yan lowered her eyebrows, and curled her fingertips slightly when she heard He You's voice.

His voice was low, soaked in the coolness of the moonlight.

"Banquet."

He walked slowly to the door again, squatted down at the door, and talked to him through a door.

She raised her eyebrows: "How did you get in?"

It didn't even alarm the people in the house.

Rong Yan's voice became lower and lower, he pursed his lips, a little nervous.

"Climb the wall."

Thanks to He You for the ladder that has been placed outside for many years.

He was stunned again.

She couldn't imagine how such a breezy and frail young man came over the wall without making a fuss.

He frowned again, and wanted to ask if he was injured, but in the end he just hesitated, and swallowed the words again.

He picks at the door frame again, his voice muffled.

"Come to me for what?"

It is not in his style at all to climb over the wall and come in in the middle of the night.

Rong Yan stood quietly, with the coolness of night in his brows and eyes, and the mottled light and shadow reflected off his cheeks, which made his cheeks moist and pale.

The young man pursed his lips and lowered his voice
He said: "The grace of saving lives..."

The long eyelashes trembled and trembled, showing that the owner was not calm.

He You also had a little smile in his eyes: "Should I promise you with your body?"

The young man slightly bent his eyes, the light in them flickered on and off, he licked his dry lips, and the lips opened and closed several times before making a sound.

He paused every word, extremely difficult, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"Do you want me?"

Even if it's just a temporary fascination, even if it's just a superficial liking, he recognizes it.

This proud young prime minister willingly bent his waist and bowed his head to his sweetheart.

 Don't worry that the hero will die!This is a small sweet article, the kind that picks glass shards out of candy, how could there be a dead male lead?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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