my villain is too cute

Chapter 910 Spoiling the Prince (33)

The 'plop plop' in my ears was the sound of my heartbeat getting slower and slower, soft, as if it was about to stop.

On the shore, the teenagers waited for two seconds before shouting at the top of their throats: "Come here, Prince Ruan Fang has fallen into the lake!"

"Come on someone!!"

After shouting twice, several people ran away in a hurry.

On the shore, except for the fallen wheelchair, there was silence.

With a 'plop' sound, the lake was in chaos.

"Elder Concubine!"

Ye Ming, who was going to call someone, chased after him, only to see a white figure flashing past.

Ruan Fang slightly closed his eyelashes, in the ink-dyed eyes, the fragmented light and shadow were reflected in them, and the bottom of the eyes was extremely calm.

My mind was fuzzy, nothing was on my mind.

Because that's the way it should be,
Everything is like an absurd and nostalgic dream.

was an accident,
Light-white fingers grasped the boy's slender wrist, and pulled him into his arms with force.

The ink-colored hair was entwined under the water, and Ruan Fang's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if they had bumped into a pair of cold black eyes that were not stained by the world.

Where did you see...

"Don't be afraid."

With a gentle and cold voice, a very familiar voice, Ruan Fang closed his eyes heavily.
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Prince Ruan Fang fell into the lake and did not wake up until the end of the peach blossom feast on the fifth day.

In the main hall of the Prince's Mansion, Xu Linglong sat on a chair with her arms folded around her chest, looked around, and said twice, "This Prince's Mansion is too dilapidated."

In the eyes, it was a mess.

There was a layer of dust on the table and chairs. If you looked carefully, you could still see a few spider webs stuck to the table legs.

Looking outside, there is a field of fallen leaves outside the hall.

The air smelled of rotting fallen leaves, and it wasn't unpleasant, but there seemed to be a sense of desolation floating over the entire Shizi Mansion.

Xu Qianyuan didn't expect that the Shizi Mansion really fell to this point. He scratched the table with his finger, creating a layer of dust.

After clapping his hands, he sighed, "Han'er will marry into this place from now on."

Xu Linglong raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

"Both of you." Ye Ming came in from the outside, his face pale: "The concubine is missing, you two, please go back."

The expected answer.

Han Jin hadn't returned to Shangshu Mansion for five days, Xu Zongxin sent two children to call twice, but they didn't call back.

On the second day of the Peach Blossom Banquet, Xu Zongxin came in person, but he didn't even see Han Jin's face.

Xu Qianyuan and Xu Linglong looked at each other, slightly helpless, stood up, Xu Qianyuan said: "Then we will come back later."

Ye Ming didn't reply: I'm afraid I won't see anyone if I come again.

When the people left, Ye Ming returned to the dormitory, Ye Fu and Shu Mo stood at the door.

Seeing Ye Ming coming, Shumo handed him a porcelain bottle, "Take some medicine, your complexion is too ugly."

Ye Ming took it and took the medicine.

Ruan Fang was left alone by the lake that day, and Ye Ming was punished.

"Miss didn't eat anything today." Shumo held the wooden plate, and the food on it remained unchanged.

Ye Ming sighed, slightly helpless.

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Inside the room, the curtains on the bed were drawn tightly, and the jade beads inlaid on the head of the bed gave off a soft halo.

Mo Ran's eyes were shining brightly, Han Jin stared quietly at Ruan Fang, leaned over and kissed his forehead, then kissed his face.

The young man with a delicate face closed his eyes lightly, his thick eyelashes were long and curled up, slightly resting on his lower eyelids, casting a shadow on his face.

The lustrous skin, pale without a trace of blood, the pale lips, weakened all the colors in an instant, fragile and ethereal.

Han Jin lay on the inner side of the bed, her arms under the quilt firmly hugged the boy's waist, she got up slightly, leaned over the boy, and kissed his lips one by one.

As if feeling unsatisfied, the lips stayed for a long time, deepening a little bit, slowly rubbing together.

When he got up, the boy's lips were dyed bright red.

(End of this chapter)