The third daughter married the ghost prince

Chapter 175: If You Hit, You Hit (1)
Duan Miaoye burst out laughing, nodded lightly, and said in a brisk tone: "So that's it! So you can be a rascal!" There was a slight sigh in the falling voice.

Luo Zifei rolled her eyes, perhaps it was the darkness of the room, which made Luo Zifei feel that although this night was annoying, it was not too annoying, but it was in the same room in the middle of the night, and it was still dark In the room, he should not have ignored the precautions of intimacy between men and women: "You are here in the middle of the night to question me about this?"

"No!" Duan Miaoye took two steps forward, and just stood in the dark place under the wall, so that Luo Zifei could only see his slender silhouette. When he spoke again, there was a special kind of voice in his voice. Glamour: "Just to see you!"

Luo Zifei was taken aback, looked at Duan Miaoye in surprise, and blurted out: "What are you looking at me for?"

Duan Miaoye smiled softly again, the laughter was deep and penetrating, but it made Luo Zifei feel that there was a touch of bitterness in that laughter, which made Luo Zifei shake her head, I shook my head at the thought that suddenly popped up in my mind, I am not a heartthrob who is loved by everyone, how could I provoke such a love affair, let alone the other party is a prince, who has seen countless women.

"It's okay, you go away! It's midnight!" Luo Zifei said annoyedly, and drove people away straightforwardly.

This obvious attitude of chasing guests made Duan Miaoye suddenly more angry, and walked to Luo Zifei's bed in a few steps, and dragged Luo Zifei off the bed: "You actually drove me away?"

"Then do you think I should keep you?" Luo Zifei laughed back angrily, angrily threw off Duan Miaoye and grabbed her arm, turned around and walked to the window, pointed to the window and said: "Third Prince, please... ..." Where did it come from and where did it go!

"Okay...Luo Zifei...you can do it!" Duan Miaoye was so angry that he turned around and rushed out of the window. After taking two steps, he turned back and returned to the window. Luo Zifei pulled her forward and stood close through half of the window.

At such a close distance, Luo Zifei could only see his eyes, and those eyes made Luo Zifei's heart skip a beat. Looking at Duan Miaoye in surprise, she suddenly said: "I Give back your horse!"

Duan Miaoye lowered his head and started laughing, the laughter was very low and deep, he just looked at her and laughed for a long time, saw the dodge in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Luo Zifei... you I can't pay it back! Unless... you have to pay it back!"

"I'm Duan Tianyu's wife!" Luo Zifei said suddenly and said with certainty.

Duan Miaoye's body shook, his eyes were lost for a moment, his face hesitated, and he said: "Even if you can't wait for him, even if he is healing other women, is it?"

Her heart twitched involuntarily, Luo Zifei still said firmly: "I will listen to him tell me in person, yes! Or no!"

"Yes! It will always be!" The sudden voice made the two people who were standing close to each other look at it at the same time. Duan Tianyu suddenly appeared in the courtyard, watching Duan Miaoye grab Luo Zi with dangerous eyes Fee's hand.

"Have you finished healing? Brother Tianyu?" Duan Miaoye put down the hand on Luo Zifei's shoulder without a trace, and asked sarcastically.

Luo Zifei pulled open the support of the window sill, closed the window with a 'slap...', and said behind the window: "I'm sleepy, stay away from me!"

There was no sound outside the yard, and Luo Zifei stood in front of the window for a long time, until she was sure that there was no one outside, then she sighed softly, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

"She is the master's daughter! Mo Ran!" As soon as Luo Zifei's sigh fell, Duan Tianyu's deep voice sounded outside the window.

The anger in her heart suddenly rushed up, and Luo Zifei was so angry that her whole body trembled: "I'm telling you Duan Tianyu! What I said just now was to make Duan Miaoye leave, you'd better not take it seriously!"

The silhouette of Duan Tianyu walking to the window was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why she was so angry, the anger made her always indifferent, and flames burst into her voice.

"Why don't you take it seriously?" Duan Tianyu's voice was still very low, with a hint of weakness.

His attitude made Luo Zifei's anger even worse, and she began to speak without restraint: "I'm your wife's business, you'd better not take it seriously!"

Hearing the words, the silhouette looking at the window suddenly raised his head, causing Luo Zifei who was standing in the window to take a step back unconsciously, and could even feel his cannibalistic eyes shot over at that moment.

The figure in front of the window disappeared immediately, and when Luo Zifei didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be disappointed, the door was slammed! ' opened with a sound, and the sudden appearance made Luo Zifei straighten up instinctively, glaring at him.

"Say it again!" Duan Tianyu's voice was frighteningly cold.

Glancing at his violently heaving chest, Luo Zifei turned her gaze away and sneered, "Why, are you here to avenge your sister Mo Ran?" Suanchu: "Do you want to give me a slap too?"

"Luo...Zi...Fei!" Duan Tianyu roared hoarsely, fisting his hands hard by his sides, the throbbing pain in his chest made him dare not stretch out his hands to grab her at this moment, for fear of this kind of pain that he had never experienced before. The pain would make him hurt her by the wrong hand.

"Don't call me by my name! Prince... Please call me Princess Ziwan!" Luo Zifei roared regardless of the anger in Duan Tianyu's eyes.

Duan Tianyu stretched out his hand to hold his chest, furrowed his brows deeply, and smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth, how could that be?Just a word, coming out of her mouth, it can stab into the chest like a sharp sword, the pain is so painful that I even tighten my breathing.

"Luo Zifei...why? Why are you treating me like this all of a sudden?" Duan Tianyu wanted to yell out his heartache, but the heart-piercing feeling of not knowing where the injury was, made his voice weak pale.

"Where's my prescription?" Luo Zifei spread her hands and asked angrily.

"What prescription? Are you injured too?" Duan Tianyu looked at Luo Zifei worriedly, and looked up and down: "Shen Simiao clearly said that you..."

"You don't have to care about whether I'm hurt or not!" Luo Zifei's tone was a little cold, she turned around and walked back to the bed and sat down: "My son...Where are you coming from, go slowly, don't send me off!"

(End of this chapter)