Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Luo Ye is a cold man, always wearing a silver butterfly mask on his face." He glanced at Baili Liumo, paused, and continued, "Just like him, so I saw him today. I will lose my temper. Xing'er's sympathy for Luo Ye is only her friend's pity. She implicitly said that Luo Luo would not have anything wrong between them, but Luo Ye still kept beside Xing'er, silently. Tried to warm her heart with his love. "

"Shangguan Yuer is a witch of the demon clan, oh, like our maiden of the clan, it is the most honorable woman in the demon clan except the demon. She accidentally bumped into Luo Yan once and was deeply attracted by him, and then ignored I want to be with him, but the two of them are poor people. Luo Luo can't get the love of Xing'er, and Shangguan Yu'er also can't get Luo's love. They are so attached to love. , Tormenting myself and each other. "

"Although Shangguan Yuer was in the Demon Race, she didn't have any bad heart. Even though she knew that the person Luo Luo loved was Xing'er, she never did anything to harm Xing'er. But this situation ended in Yuanyue The Mid-Autumn Festival. "Beichen Moxuan sighed deeply, his thoughts seem to be back more than a thousand years ago, the full moon night where he accidentally bumped into them talking.

The full moon hangs high, and the slightly cold weather is like his slightly cold heart. On the stone bench is a man in white, the man is white in snow. The whole body exudes an indifferent atmosphere, with a silver butterfly on his face. There was a bitter smile on the mask and lips. In front of me was a jug of sake on the table, and a few pots of spirits on the ground.

Luo Yan pours the wine, pours it into the mouth like drinking water, cup after cup, his cheeks are slightly wet, and the eyes under the mask show deep despair.

"Bang!" Luo Yan dropped the empty jug on the ground, then picked up a jar of wine, opened it, poured it directly into the entrance, waited for the wine to drink, and a "bang" sound, the jar was on the ground Smashed.

In the promenade, Beichen Moxuan's white figure was hidden behind the pillars, and night became his best cover. Eyes fell on Luo Yan, hesitated several times, after all, decided to go out.

"Brother Luo Yi, why are you drinking?" Just when Beichen Moxuan stepped out, the woman's pleasant voice sounded. He paused, hiding behind the pillars, like a voyeur, hiding carefully. With their own breath, they will not let them discover.

Shangguan Yuer, wearing a pale pink dress, trot to Luo Yan. He looked at him slightly, snatching the German wine jar from his hand, and said with disappointment, "Mid-Autumn Festival, Reunion Night, what do you drink here !? What should I do if I drink a bad body !?"

"Go! I don't need your care!" Luo Yan shook his hand away, frowned slightly, and said unhappyly. It may be because she drank alcohol, some could not control her strength, or it was because Shangguan Yuer was unprepared. With this push, she fell **** the ground. Luo Min's gesture was a little, but she did not reach out to pull her up, reached out to pick up the jug, opened the lid, poured the wine into the air until it was empty, threw the wine jar, and went to drink it.

"Brother Luo Yan, you ..." Tears were buried in Shangguan Yuer's eyes, sitting helplessly on the ground, looking at him helplessly, and aggrieved, "Why do you treat me like this?" I have never done anything to hurt you, why can't you be gentle with me? "