A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"I'm looking to see if you look similar to Xiao Yanlou." Wu Qing replied subconsciously, still immersed in his own thoughts.

For now, even though she didn't want to admit it, the most likely candidate for Xiao Yanlou's father was Huang Yin. Although he was a bit inconsistent and hateful, and he liked to hold her and nibble a little bit, but it had to be said that this was the only harm she could accept at the moment.

No, she seems to have overlooked a very important issue!

Huang Yinjun's face darkened suddenly as he didn't know what someone was struggling with. Wuqing was looking at him so intently just now, and he thought his little devil had finally realized what he was doing, but she was actually thinking about someone else through him? !

Before Huang Yin could attack, Wu Qing suddenly raised his head and stared at him, sighing with a mixture of condemnation and regret: "Woe, woe, why are you just a broken sleeve?"

She almost forgot that the sexual orientation of this disaster was not normal. Let alone that she was a woman, she would not be able to have a positive relationship with him. Even if she was really a man, there would be no by-product of Xiao Yanlou.

Xiao Yanlou in the contract space: He is the by-product TAT

She had no idea what twists and turns Wu Qing's train of thought went through before bringing the topic to the broken sleeves. Huang Yin choked, and Yayi's face was half speechless and half lamenting. The thing he regretted most in his life was jokingly admitting that he had a broken sleeve in front of Wu Qing. Just like a beautiful boy who was bent over and couldn't get back, Wu Qing couldn't get back from his fixed thinking.

When he thought that Xiao Yanlou's father was not Huang Yin but someone else, even a stranger he had never met before, Wu Qing felt an inexplicable upset in his chest.

Although she always orchestrates this scourge, she knows very well that she does not reject him at all, and has even become accustomed to his existence. If I spend this life with him, if I stay with him in the future...

There is a broad agreement between life and death. Talk to your son, hold your hand, and grow old together with your son.

Until one day, both of them had eyebrows and white hair.

Wu Qing was slightly absent-minded. She had never experienced it before. She didn't know what the so-called love was, but this future seemed... not bad!

"Little Qing'er... Little Qing'er?" When Wu Qing came back to her senses, she saw Huang Yin patting her cheek gently. A little confused.

"What is Xiao Qing'er thinking about?" Seeing Wu Qing's pupils showing anxiety, Huang Yin asked with a smile.

Wu Qing didn't answer immediately, but raised her eyebrows high, shook her head suddenly, and continued her xth sigh: "Disaster, why are you just a broken sleeve?"

Huang Yin: "..." Facts have proved that even the almost omnipotent Fu Ying Imperial Master is incapable of understanding someone's brain structure.

Sighing secretly for the long journey of chasing his wife, Huang Yin shook his head, wrung out the clean handkerchief, and silently wiped the water on Wu Qing's hands and feet.

Wu Qingxin enjoyed his unique benefits contentedly and ignored the issue of broken sleeves for the time being. She opened her arms and gave a grand order: "Disaster, please change my clothes." After saying this, a brand new set of pear blossom white Liuyun soft robe appeared beside her out of thin air.

Huang Yin shook his head and smiled. He put down the silk gracefully and lifted up Wu Qing, who was resting his whole weight on him. He opened the green and moist jade belt with his long fingers, and Wu Qing's robe fell loosely. Let's go.

Looking at the neck that was surrounded by silky silk and whose muscles were as cold as jade, Huang Yin's bottomless black eyes dimmed. He suddenly lowered his head and pressed it against Wu Qing's earlobe, whispering softly: "Xiao Qing'er, you are not afraid of me. Do something to you?"

The gurgling water, the whirling shadows of the trees, and the lonely man and the widow cuddling together are the perfect place for romance. Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to not have something happen?

Wu Qing's expression paused, and she tilted her head and asked with disdain, "What else have you not done to me?" She has been hugged and kissed, what else is she afraid of?

Hearing this, Huang Yin's eyes were as mysterious as a pool of water. Could he understand that Wu Qing was hinting that he could go further and do something he had never done before?

"Xiao Qing'er..." He called out in a low voice, with a hint of malicious intent flashing through his still elegant dark eyes, and Huang Yin suddenly bit Wu Qing's earlobe lightly.

"Disaster, don't make trouble!" Wu Qing's body softened, but she didn't pay much attention. Her sense of crisis had been worn away by Huang Yin's frequent attempts to get rid of her. She probably would have been eaten one day. Also confused.

Wu Qing didn't resist, and Huang Yin naturally pushed further. Wu Qing felt the warm and delicate touch extending from his ears to his neck. Occasionally, there was a bit of pain, but it was numbing and itchy.

"Scourge, stop being in heat, it's itchy!" Wu Qing pushed Huang Yin's head, and at that moment, their eyes met. The ink pupils reflect the molten gold like the bright sun, and the silver pupils reflect the ink like the mysterious jade.

The two of them were so close that Wu Qing could almost feel his eyelashes brushing against Huang Yin's world-famous face.

Huang Yin's ink-filled eyes darkened a bit again. He put his arms around Wu Qing's waist and pressed her into his arms. When he lowered his head, there was only a thin line between his lips.

Just when Wu Qing thought Huang Yin was about to kiss him, he saw him suddenly straighten up, spread his soft robe with one hand to cover Wu Qing, and swung open his long sleeve with the other hand, shooting out a rush of energy. "Come out now when you've seen enough!"

Thousands of light and shadows flashed across the forest, and the dusty white skirt leaped into the air from a dense forest, flying across the sky like a crane spreading its wings.

There was a muffled sound, broken leaves flew into the air, and as the exploded soil splashed to the ground, the wisp of white floating in the sky fell in front of Wu Qing.

His hair is tied up with wooden hairpins, natural and elegant, and his clothes are swaying as if he is left behind in the world, but his pair of startling and restrained fox eyes add a touch of worldly intimacy to his otherworldly appearance.

"Fox beauty?" Wu Qingcuo called out in astonishment. If the beauty in white in front of him wasn't Ling Xi, who was inseparable from the little Lolita, who was it?

Because Huang was by his side, Wu Qing's vigilance relaxed. If he hadn't come so suddenly, she wouldn't have known there was a fox hiding next to her.

Ling Xi's fair face was filled with a hint of discomfort, and she couldn't help but express gratitude. Even if it is not intentional, it is not a glorious thing to be caught peeping on the spot.

"Beauty fox, I really didn't realize that you had this kind of hobby." The surprise was only for a moment. The shameless Wu Qing tilted his head and smiled evilly. How could he be "caught in bed with a girl"? embarrassment?

Ling Xi's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, with a faint red glow. He originally came after Luan Yan, but unfortunately he lost him after walking halfway.

In desperation, he had to put aside his acquaintance with Wu Qing and go find the troublesome loli. However, Luan Yan was not found, and Ling Xi first encountered Wu Qing and Huang Yin who were flirting.