Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

Some images seemed to flash through his mind indistinctly. He tried hard to capture them, but he couldn't.

My brain suddenly hurt.

Gu Qianzhou saw him staring at his heart for a moment, and he gritted his teeth angrily, "Where are you looking at, Your Majesty? It looks good?"

Damn it, I originally wanted to see a beautiful man, but now I am fine, and I am being admired like a little pig.

Jun Mochen came back to his senses, suppressed the messy and mushy images in his mind, stretched out his long arm, took out a bottle of plaster from the cabinet, opened it, put a little on his fingertips, and touched her arm on the bruises.

It's been two days, and although the bruises on her body have faded a little, they haven't dissipated yet. They are spread all over her snow-white skin, which looks quite shocking.

He helped her apply the ointment little by little. After wiping her arms, she wiped her back, and then she wiped her waist and abdomen. His hands were neither light nor heavy. The cold ointment was applied to her skin, sending a slight chill.

Gu Qianzhou felt that his hot body felt relieved for a moment. He pulled up his clothes and blocked the front slightly. He looked at the man who was applying ointment seriously and said with a smile, "The prince asked me to play chess, and he won me with all his tricks. Let me take off the clothes." The clothes are just to help me apply medicine.

Oops, I told you earlier, the prince said he would help me apply the medicine, so there is no need to play chess, as long as the prince gives the order, I will take off my clothes to the end! "

Jun Mo paused with his fingertips.

That's right, she is a little bandit, shameless and shameless, she doesn't know what it means to be reserved!

He threw the plaster in her hand and said, "Put it on yourself."

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

"Oh, my lord, don't be stingy. Do your good deeds to the end and send Buddha to the West. The most important thing for a gentleman is perseverance. How can you give up halfway!"

Jun Mochen raised his eyes, stared at her heart, and said lightly, "You want me to help you in the front too?"

Gu Qianzhou lowered his eyes and glanced in front of him, and finished his sentence for a moment.

Hehe said, "That's not necessary, I'll do it myself!"

Jun Mochen glanced at her. The little girl was still a little bit ashamed. He thought she was going to be so bold.

He picked up the clothes next to him and put them on slowly.Gu Qianzhou looked at him sitting there, buttoning his buttons meticulously, showing his dignity and coldness in his every move. He couldn't help but sigh again, and sighed, "Your Majesty is really willing to go out of his way. In order to win me, he must first Take off yourself."

Jun Mochen was trying to figure out the tactics of her Maxima special forces Dumbo anti-aircraft gun, so he had no choice but to lose a few rounds and take off a few pieces of clothing.

Hearing her words, he said calmly, "I can put the clothes I took off back on one by one. What about you, can you?"

The implication is that if he loses, he can win back, but she cannot win back.

Gu Qianzhou was furious!
"Who said I can't wear it back? I can wear it back piece by piece now!"

He picked up the clothes and put them on in twos and twos.

Jun Mochen sneered, "Gu Qianzhou, don't change your mind."

Gu Qianzhou smiled but said, "Didn't the prince talk about dressing? Who can't wear clothes anymore? Not only can I wear it, but I can also wear it very beautifully!"

Gu Qianzhou straightened his waist, like a little rooster with fried feathers.

Why can't she change the concept secretly? If she doesn't change the concept secretly, she will lose. She must be strong in her life and never lose.

Jun Mochen glanced at her up and down and said slowly, "Well, she looks very good in her clothes. It would look even better if she wasn't wearing them."

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

Her pretty face turned red for a moment.

Face was at stake, so he raised his neck and said, "My county master is naturally beautiful. Naturally, he looks good whether he is wearing it or not!"

Jun Mochen looked at her raised little face, and out of nowhere, he stretched out his hand and pinched her.

The delicate touch came from the fingertips, and the heart suddenly fluttered. The familiar feeling came again, as if he had pinched this little face countless times.