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

If Wan Rousha were present, she would have to vomit blood and die. She would lose her beauty in exchange for a sum of money. How is this different from a woman in a brothel? Once word of this gets out, Wan Rousha will never think about marrying again in her life.

"Your Majesty, what if Prime Minister Wan doesn't accept it?" The subordinate asked carefully. Wan Chuan is a man of good face and will never accept this insult.

"Then you divide it up and use it to drink. Don't embarrass yourself with your daughter who has been mixed with water." Wu Qing looked at these subordinates with contempt and looked at the drinks they drank in the house. Maybe others would think that she was The richest man in the world, the master of Moyan Pavilion, exploited his subordinates.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" On the surface, the tribesmen were moved to tears, but in their hearts they were filled with bitterness. How can a domestic servant drink his daughter's red wine for ten or eight years? Isn’t it just for them to play the role well? For the sake of the Pavilion Master, is it easy for them!

"Master, my disciple also needs pocket money!" Ling Zhihong stepped in. Prodigal! It’s such a waste! What about squandering a lot of money, and what about squandering all the family wealth? It’s nothing in front of Wu Qing!

"Well," Wu Qing glanced at Ling Zhihong, his face expressionless. Just when Ling Zhihong thought he had offended her again because of something wrong with him, Wu Qing suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You idiot, come with the master later."

Ling Zhihong stared, a little unbelievable. His high-maintenance master laughed? Smiled at him! Smiling without any calculation! What a good sign!

Ling Erhao, who had no idea that it was because of that "stronger" sentence that put Wu Qing in a good mood, grinned stupidly...

Seeing that Wu Qing was about to lead Ling Zhihong away, who had been trained to be stupid, Huang Yin finally spoke slowly: "Xiao Qing'er, are you leaving like this?"

"If you don't leave, what are you staying for?" Wu Qing paused and smiled brightly at Huang Yin, "My king's breakfast is waving to me. If you don't leave, are you going to let me eat you as my breakfast, huh?"

One sentence is extremely ambiguous, and the syllable "eat" has a lingering flavor. The three sentences are inseparable from teasing.

"That's not a bad idea." Huang Yin replied meaningfully, her thin lips pursed slightly, the corners of her lips raised, and the arc was extremely clear.

"Then, what do you want me to say?" With a movement of his feet, Wu Qing slid to Huang Yin's side. His long green fingers lifted Huang Yin's chin, which was moist and moist, and he blew a breath against his cheek. .

With such a look, trouble is always lurking in front of her, how can she be worthy of herself if she doesn't do anything?

"Master?" Ling Zhihong petrified, "Master, what are you doing?" When did you have an affair with Imperial Master Fu Ying, who was as clear as clouds and mist?

"See no evil, see no evil..." The members of the Moyan Pavilion smiled secretly, but said seriously on their faces. They quickly packed up the famous brand light bulb Ling Erhuo and took it away, closing the door behind them.

"Xiao Qing'er, didn't you say you want to reconcile yin and yang?" Huang Yin took Wu Qing's hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and rubbed her lips ambiguously with his thumb. The little monster wants to leave right after provoking him. Isn't he too hasty?

Wu Qing moved to try to break free, but Huang Yin's arms tightened. Knowing that she couldn't beat him anyway, she didn't waste her efforts. She just found a comfortable position to nest in. After all, it wasn't like Huang Yin hadn't hugged him before, so it was no different from a meat mat.

Habit is a very harmful thing. Today you are used to being hugged, and tomorrow you may be used to being kissed...

Seeing Wu Qing's rare reaction, Huang Yin couldn't help but joked: "Xiao Wu Qing, aren't you afraid that I will eat you?" After all, he is also a normal man.

Wu Qing glanced at Huang Yin, looked at him as if he were an idiot, and said, "I'm not a man, what are you afraid of?"

Huang Yin choked, and he almost forgot that in the eyes of this little monster, he was just a real broken sleeve!

This little monster dares to be really unscrupulous, just because he is a "cut sleeve"? Dare to act like this just because he is a "cut sleeve"? Just let him get close to you because he is a "cut sleeve"?

For some reason, a very unfettered feeling surged into Huang Yin's heart. Under the surging undercurrent in his eyes, a cold breath burst out. Suddenly, his eyes became dangerous.

The air-conditioning around him invaded, and Wu Qing, who was looking lazily, took a breath.

Murderous intent, this is murderous intent!

Raising her head, as expected, she bumped into Huang Yin's bottomless dark eyes, just like when she first saw him, the coldness hidden in his full smile was unfathomable.

From the first glance she saw, she knew that Huang Yin was dangerous and that his purity was just a beautiful illusion floating on the surface. In fact, Huang Yin was no less cold and cruel than her!

If you say change your face, you will change your face. God knows what this scourge is doing!

Wu Qing pulled away and wanted to leave, so as not to become a fish in the pond.

However, before she finished her move, Huang Yin's hoarse whisper came to her ears: "Xiao Qing'er, you will regret it."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Qing was pulled back into Huang Yin's arms. Before she could react, a pair of moist heat pressed down on her lips.

"Hey..." Unlike the previous few dribbles of water, Wu Qing's lips were turned and sucked, causing waves of slight pain.

"Disaster, what are you saying... Ugh!" Wu Qing opened his mouth to scold this guy who didn't know what was wrong with him, but the unspoken words were in pieces.

Wu Qing's body trembled, Huang Yin's tongue swept every corner of her mouth, teasing her tongue, forcing her to dance together.

"Well..." The intricate and unfamiliar turbulence was raging in the body, and Wu Qing's thoughts were a little blurry. Half-awake, she suddenly felt regretful. If she had not disliked so much before and found someone to kiss, wouldn't she be different from Huang Yin? Are you going to be so passive?

Huang Yin kept looking straight at Wu Qing, and when he saw a few glimmers of wandering in her blurred eyes, he knew that the evildoer was distracted again.

With her eyes dim and unclear, Huang Yin suddenly increased the speed of her aggression, and Wu Qing's remaining sanity disappeared. Unconsciously, her hand tightened on Huang Yin's.

A smile flashed across his eyes, but Huang Yin did not relax. He slowly stroked Wu Qing's back with one hand, and his fingertips slid over her graceful contours little by little.

Wu Qing's body stiffened, and the sudden stimulation made her wake up a lot. She narrowed her eyes, and the hand that was wrapped around Huang Yin's back slid to his neck, and the threat was self-evident.

Huang Yin ignored it and moved his hands freely around Wu Qing's waist, and the movements between his lips were even more wanton.

Wu Qing's breath sank, and his magical power concentrated on his fingertips. A dark color pierced Huang Yin's skin that even women were envious of, and light red strands oozed out.

The faint smell of blood made Huang Yin have to stop his movements. He knew very well that although Wu Qing was always lazy and disconnected, the hostility in his bones was not inferior to his. If she was pushed into a hurry, she would not do it because of what she had done. I saved her but couldn't do anything!

But... are you in a hurry? What did he force her to do?

Huang Yin himself was stunned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Qing took a long breath. Seeing that the person in front of her looked dumbfounded, no matter where his anger came from, she said with a smile: "To be so stupid, Are you, Duanxiu, really fascinated by me?"

Subconsciously, Wu Qing knew that Huang Yin would not hurt her, so she was not worried even if Huang Yin's murderous aura burst out, even though she didn't know where this peace of mind came from.

Charmed? Huang Yin was a little confused. Whether it was the days before he woke up, or the days after he woke up, he had never been in love, let alone had any intention of being in love. How could he be fascinated?

"Huh? Are you really stupid?" Seeing Huang Yin's lack of response, Wu Qing, who wanted to cure this scourge that she had been biting over and over again, frowned.

First there was an inexplicable murderous aura, and then there was a dull look on his face. Could there be something really wrong with this scourge? Her cold poison depends on him!

"Don't hold me tight even if you're crazy. I'm hungry." Cold poison is a trivial matter, but my stomach is a big deal! Didn't you hear her stomach protesting unsightly?

"Let go first, I will find you a waiter, um, a very beautiful waiter." Of course, she would conscientiously return a Ruyi pillow to him.

Hearing this, Huang Yin frowned slightly. Did she think he could be hugged by anyone? Except for this little monster, he has always...

Suddenly, Huang Yin's breath shortened. Apart from her, he has never taken the initiative to get close to anyone else, let alone cuddling and kissing. What does this mean?

Huang Yin has never been a fool, and the feeling that was elusive before became clear at this moment.

He likes Wu Qing! Love this moody monster! Otherwise, how could he lose control of his emotions when he realized that she was approaching him as if she were a cut sleeve, exposing another side of him that he had hidden so well?

Seeing the stunned Huang Yin chuckle without warning, Wu Qing lamented: "It's over, it's over, something is really wrong..."

She is a typical person who only knows how to talk about others but doesn't know how to examine herself. Her jumping thoughts and sudden surprises at certain times are even more devastating.

"Xiao Qing'er, are you angry?" Huang Yin reached out and touched her red and swollen lips, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you angry? I'm really hungry!" Someone emphasized her suffering stomach. It’s not like we haven’t been kissed before, so why is she angry? Is it useful when you are angry? If it worked, could this scourge still be standing here alive?

Of course, Wu Qing didn't know that Huang Yin was repenting of his unconscious anger, but even if she knew, she wouldn't take it seriously. After all, this guy is a guy who always talks about cherishing his life but never takes the danger seriously. How can he be worried about such a trivial matter?

"Xiao Qing'er, I..." Huang Yin started to speak and was about to say something, but stopped talking. If he expresses his feelings now, how will the little monster react?

Wu Qing glanced at Huang Yin strangely and asked, "Damage, do you have something to hide?"

Unspeakable hidden?

That's right. Huang Yin nodded.

"Is it difficult to talk about it?" Wu Qing asked again.