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

"Show me, it's really careless." Baili Liumo pulled Leng Yetong's injured hand and said distressed. He's wound appeared in front of him, frowning slightly, like a child blowing air on it, and then took a bottle of gold sore medicine from her arms, carefully applied her medicine, carefully watching her expression, Fear of hurting her.

"Withdraw !!!" Seeing that the situation was not good, there were new instructions among the black men who still besieged Duan Ying. All of them took the sword, one step backward, and then at night, it disappeared easily. Trace.

"Master Wang, the lord of the county." Duan Ying wanted to chase, but after thinking about it, he didn't move. He took the sword, walked over, and held his fist.

"Back to Wangfu." Baili Liumo glanced at Duan Ying, said lightly, pulled Leng Yetong into the carriage, closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

"Yes, Lord." Duan Ying responded, and drove his carriage back in the night to drive in the direction of Jinan Wangfu.

Inside the carriage, the strange atmosphere made Leng Yetong feel like he was in a horror movie. He looked carefully at the man with a poor face, turned the ring on his hand, and hesitated.

"I ca n’t admit it to you. Do n’t be awkward with me. I will be mad by you." After a long hesitation, Leng Yetong turned into a poor little girl, eyes widened, and looked at with tears. He said imploringly, "Please forgive me this time. I promise I won't hurt myself when I play."

"............." The response to her was the silence of Baili Momo, and the eyes closed did not loosen for a moment. Look It looked like he was asleep.

"I'm really wrong. I swear I won't hurt myself in the future, I promise!" Leng Yetong raised her hand, made a swearing gesture, and said pitifully. Who knew that Baili Momo still didn't respond. She gritted her teeth, grumbled, complained dissatisfied, and said, "In the end, I will not be hurt because of you. If you do n’t say the phrase" True Noise ", I will divide Is God hurt? So I blame you, not mine. "

"You really will make excuses." Baili Liumo's eyes were still open, he said lightly.

"So you can't be awkward with me. I haven't blame you for being injured. You just awake with me." Seeing him talking, Leng Yetong took advantage of the chase and continued to push him the cause of the injury. She understands that if Today's things will happen again, her fun and plaything will be deprived of a lot, and in any case cannot be compromised.

"You will not bury your eloquence if you are not a litigator." Baili Liumo opened his eyes and said cheerfully and funnyly.

"Thank you for the compliment, I will continue to work hard." Leng Yetong smiled and nodded slightly, looking unhappy. Raising his hand and dragging his sleeve, Jiaojie said, "I really know that I'm wrong. I won't have another one in the future. Forgive me this time, please." Don't take away my interests.

"Only this time, if there is another time, you will stay honestly behind the king, understand?" Baili Liumo reluctantly compromised, his eyes glared, and warned.

"Yes, yes, I will not hurt myself when I play, otherwise I will stay behind you as a protected ceramic doll, okay."