Chapter 187 (1/2)

”Well, I'll let her see you at once.” Night Luo Lin in order to keep the emperor sister's reputation, can only compromise this time.

When leaving, glanced the eye night to leave the brake, the Mou color is tiny a deep, seem to hint what.

The night leaves the cha to close thin lips, Mou color deep you to stare at night Luo Lin to leave.

Feng Mo Chen saw a person to leave, the hand supported waist to shake the remote sore neck, and then back to sit on the ground, leaning against the wall to continue to sleep.

”Your Highness, is it thoughtful? Do you really want to marry the eldest princess The night leaves the cha to withdraw the vision, see feng Mo Chen that languid facial expression, a face worries.

”What's wrong with a wife? That night, Luo Xi was as beautiful as a flower. A beautiful woman was not married to me. I was lucky. What do you know. With her as a shield, my identity will be more stable. ”

She is a woman, a woman who has been raised by a man since childhood.

If you get married now, you can continue to cover up your identity.

It will take two or three years to cure his mother's concubine and give birth to a baby brother. Besides, it's OK for him to be a strong emperor for ten years. At that time, he will give up the crown prince to his younger brother, and then help him become an emperor and retire.

As for yeluoxi, doesn't she want to be free? Then give her enough freedom.

”Are you not afraid that this is the plot of the night king?”

Smell speech, Feng Mo Chen pick eyebrow to look at night leave Cha, the vision is tiny a deep: ”do you think I am a fool?”? Ye Luoxi is not stupid enough to do such a thing with his own happiness. ”

At least from that woman's eyes, there was no malice.

”Think twice, your highness?” Night from the brake is really angry with her.

Looking at the anxious appearance of the night, Feng Mo Chen directly pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and coagulated his dark eyes, and said word by word: ”I've been thinking four times and five times. Please shut up. Don't quarrel with me any more. It makes me headache, heartache and bored to death.”

With that, he lowered his head directly, and then he kisses him on the lips, sucks hard. When he exclaims, he pries open his lips and teeth directly, and his tongue pokes in, twines him, and dances gently.

A habitual overbearing, strong, can not tolerate the night from the brake there is a trace of resistance.