The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 422

She stared at Luo Heng for a long while, then pressed her lips together, and said in a low voice, "What's going on with you?"

Luo Heng waited for a while, and what he waited for was Jiang Yu's words.

He immediately smiled, that smile was piercingly cold, "Crazy? I'm not crazy, it's you, Your Highness!"

The snow-white young man tightly held the scroll in his hand with his finger bones, and the yellowed scroll was crumpled and ugly. At this moment, Luo Heng was like a hedgehog full of thorns, which was inaccessible to people.

As if, as long as you get a little closer, you can be pierced with scars all over your body.

"Luo Heng." Aunt Jiang's expression also gradually turned cold, she looked at Luo Heng with an irresistible coldness.

Aunt Jiang stood up and looked at him sullenly with lowered eyes.

"Is Gu pampering you too much these days, that makes you so presumptuous?" The girl's tone was cold, her white and tender fingertips raised, and she held his chin tightly, lifting his chin, letting that The pair of calm eyes stared at himself.

Jiang Yu looked at him, and suddenly curled the corners of her mouth, and smiled ruthlessly, "Do you know, the last person who dared to look at me like this, the grass on the grave is already taller than you!"

Luo Heng was not afraid at all, his beautiful eyes looked at her calmly, his voice was soft and weak, "Your Highness, this is to kill Luo Heng, isn't it?"

Aunt Jiang didn't say a word, she just looked at him coldly with downcast eyes.

"Since your Highness thinks, how can there be any reason for Luo Heng not to fulfill it?" The scroll in the young man's hand was suddenly released and fell on the table.He supported the table, stood up from the table with his slender body, and approached the girl bit by bit.

He is tall, slender and thin, wearing a snow-colored gown, and his pair of beautifully shaped light green pupils seem to be very pitiful and clear, which makes people feel pitiful.

But what he did was completely different from his appearance.

The young man lowered his upper body, gradually approached the girl, and said in a cold tone, "If Your Highness wants to do something, then do it. Luo Heng will never stop and resist."

After saying that, Jiang Yu saw the young man raised his hand, and the snow-white, cold and slender fingers gently held her wrist, and then slowly placed it on his neck.

Aunt Jiang: "..."

Under the fingertips is the fair and delicate skin of young people.

If there is an Adam's apple that doesn't seem to be rolling, it is so sexy and provocative. If the atmosphere of the situation is not right at the moment, Aunt Jiang may think that Luo Heng is seducing herself.

She raised her eyes, and her gaze broke into the cold and heartless pupils of the young man. The corner of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched coldly, and she shook off the hand that was tightly held by the young man.

Jiang Yu: "Kill you? You're too dirty! You're a slut who can play around everywhere, and you're not worthy of doing it alone."

Her tone was disgusted and cold.

In the room, the candlelight flickered at dusk, casting shadows on the two of them, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the cold wind blowing through the mat seemed to be radiating a chill.

Luo Heng's heart ached, his lips were pale and weak, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, his light green pupils were stained with a mist of thick ink, like a dense mist, and his tall nose was connected Delicate browbones, sickly and fragile.

His figure seemed to be trembling slightly, his slender fingertips were well-articulated, and he lifted up almost tremblingly to support the table.

Luo Heng's figure stabilized, he raised the long street, and the blue hair brushed his eyebrows, broken and fragile.

"That's right, Luo Heng is just a lowly prisoner raised by His Royal Highness, how can he compare to the well-born Mr. Shen?"

(End of this chapter)