Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

Regardless of her struggle, his warm and moist tongue rushed in and swept across her mouth.

The strong and pungent smell of wine filled her entire mouth.

The food box in Qingchen's hand also fell to the ground.

Fear filled her heart and she struggled hard.

However, at this moment, his big hands were holding her waist tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.

"Let go... let go... let go of me... ugh..."

Broken sounds overflowed from her struggle. Qingchen was held tightly in his arms, weakly letting his tongue wreak havoc in her mouth.

An inexplicable feeling of humiliation surged into her heart, causing her eyes to burn instantly.

The location of Mingyue Palace is not too remote, and the guards will patrol here in shifts.

But he blocked himself at the entrance of Mingyue Palace, saying to himself...

Qingchen felt ashamed and ashamed in her heart. She wanted to resist and push him away, but he held her tightly.

Her strength as a frail woman could not compare to his strength as a martial arts practitioner.

So she could only be forced to accept his strength and dominance at this time, as well as his inexplicable possessiveness.

She knew very well that she couldn't sit still and wait for death while he relaxed for a second.

Qingchen immediately freed his hand and used all his strength to push Yue Qinghe away.

Then she raised her hand and landed heavily on his handsome and picturesque face.

Accompanied by a loud slap, there was also her trembling voice: "You're crazy!"

The man in front of her was breathing heavily and staring at her with a strange light in his eyes.

Qingchen covered her lips that were aching from his kiss, her watery eyes filled with tears.

She suppressed the emotions that were about to burst out in her chest and growled at him: "You told me that we will be the same as before! But now you do this to me again. Yue Qinghe, don't force me to hate you. !”

——Yue Qinghe, don’t force me to hate you!

This sentence was like a magic voice that kept echoing in his mind.

A tingling pain hit his upper back, causing his tall and tall body to sway.

From her misty eyes, he saw a hint of break.

Such a look was like a sharp blade piercing his chest.

He took a deep breath and swallowed all the pain.

"Why did you tell your father to choose your consort?" His deep voice was filled with anger, and his eyes flashed with a frightening light.

original……

It's for this.

Qing calmed her breath and looked at the coldness in his eyes, knowing that he was very angry at this time.

At this time, I must not anger him.

Otherwise, you don’t even know what crazy actions he will do to you next...

You know, this is not his Prince Zhai's Mansion, let alone his Tuhe Palace.

It was the entrance of Mingyue Palace, regardless of whether other servants or guards passed by.

Let’s just say that both Rose and Acacia are very likely to come out…

Thinking of this, Qingchen was about to speak, but saw him striding towards her.

She was afraid that he would do something to her again, so she backed away fearfully until he forced her back against the cold palace wall.

She suppressed the fear in her heart and her rapidly beating heart, tried her best to stabilize her emotions, and stared at him calmly.

A smile that looked the same as usual appeared on her delicate pink face, and she said softly: "I think the Queen is right. I am now twenty-eight years old, and it is time for me to leave the government, so I proposed to my father. Isn’t it very common to choose a prince-in-law?”

She thought that as soon as she got married, her unusual thoughts about the man before her would disappear.

Most definitely.

Yue Qinghe's eyes were still blazing, fearing that the person in front of him would run away if he found an opportunity.

He pressed one big hand against the cold palace wall, and grabbed her neck directly with another big hand, but without using any force.

Although the person in front of her didn't dare to struggle, the slight trembling from her neck revealed her fear at this time.

She is afraid of him...

Such a realization made Yue Qinghe's heart feel like it was on fire.

Qingchen saw that he was silent for a long time, his eyes were like a jackal hunting a sheep, and she couldn't help but utter a low voice: "Yue Qinghe, you..."

"Do you really think I can't figure out what you want to do?" He snorted coldly, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

She knew that he could see through all her little tricks.

But so what?

Could it be that he, a prince, could stop her from getting married?

"We... that's wrong. Can you please stop doing that?" She took a deep breath, and the strong smell of alcohol on his body entered her nose.

Qingchen frowned and continued: "If you still treat me like this again, I...I...will never see you again in the future!"

At this time, her voice became mute, and her eyes revealed a breakup.

"Is this really what you want?" He put his hand against the palace wall and murmured like a wounded beast.

"Actually, you have great ambitions and want to do it. You shouldn't waste all your time on me." After a pause, Qingchen stared closely at his expression at this time, for fear that he would lose control and do something to herself again. Crazy stuff.

She could only continue cautiously: "You may have never had contact with other women in the north. We often get along with each other, which makes you have the illusion. You can seriously feel your inner thoughts. You treat me well, and everything It’s because we are all…”

The more she talked, the uglier his face became, so she had no choice but to let it go.

These words are hypnotizing the man in front of me, and they are also hypnotizing myself.

Thinking of him kissing her so hard and domineeringly just now, Qing Shen's heart couldn't help but beat faster.

Ultimately, that kind of self-hypnosis doesn't work.

She... still couldn't resist him.

It's just that she always remembers their mutual identities.

Therefore, she forced herself to reject him ruthlessly.

There must be no such unusual emotions.

Hearing her words, a mocking smile appeared in his eyes.

She was timid, so she denied her feelings for her.

Yue Qinghe chuckled, his eyes locked on her pink face.

Then he moved it to her lips, which were slightly red and swollen from his kiss. They were full and shiny. At this moment, he really wanted to swallow her in one gulp regardless of her wishes.

But when he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, he finally took a deep breath, closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down the turbulent emotions.

Seeing that his dangerous aura was getting weaker and weaker, Qingchen pushed away his hand that was strangling her neck and persuaded him again: "We... are fruitless. Our identities dictate that we cannot have such feelings at all, so don't You have done something that is sorry for your father. If you really want to have your own way, I think... we should not meet again."

After saying this, Qingchen didn't wait for him to respond to her, turned around and immediately ran into the Mingyue Palace.

And he didn't pursue her, he just stood there, his tall and slender figure looking so lonely in the dim light of the cold moon.