The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 122 Confused (2)
The waiter paused, then continued reading.

"Linghu Chong saw his younger brother and younger sister dying before his eyes, and immediately stabbed Dongfang Bubai with his sword. Although Dongfang Bubai's martial arts were much higher than Linghu Chong's, she didn't fight back. She just watched Linghu Chong's sword piercing her body. Linghu Chong's The sword couldn't go any further, at this moment, the concubine rushed out and killed Linghu Chong while catching them off guard."

"Hey, if life is just like seeing you for the first time..." Shui Qianxun sighed in response to the situation.

Some female guests at the table began to wipe their tears with handkerchiefs.

"After all, Linghu Chong couldn't bear to kill Dongfang Bubai. The sword stopped after piercing his body. Linghu Chong died in Dongfang Bubai's arms. Before he died, he only said two words 'no regrets'. And that After the concubine killed Linghu Chong, she also killed herself on the spot."

"What a shame!" Chu Li smiled lowly, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Dongfang Bubai buried Linghu Chong and his concubine next to the tomb of the living dead. Since then, he has abandoned all desires and love, and hid himself in the tomb of the living dead. Since the suzerain has practiced the Sunflower Book, his beauty has become unparalleled in the world. The suzerain's appearance is both masculine and masculine. Girl, you should be happy and angry, if you wear men's clothes, you will be the most handsome man in the world, if you wear women's clothes, you will be the most beautiful woman in the world, it's a pity that the peerless beauty will never be seen by the world..."

All the people at the table couldn't help sighing with fascination when they heard this.

After the legendary story of love and love about the suzerain of Tianzong was finished, the people who listened with gusto revealed their unsatisfactory intentions.

It can be seen that no matter in which time and space, which dynasty, whether it is poor or rich, noble or humble, everyone likes to listen to the gossip stories of legendary figures.

After the waiter finished reading the Tianzong Sect Master described by Fei Yan and Shui Qianxun, it could be seen from the expressions of everyone at the table that no matter whether the content was true or not, what Shui Qianxun said was obviously more attractive.

Love and hatred, entanglement, lovers turning against each other, twists and turns, compared with Fei Yan's few dry words, it naturally sounds much more enjoyable.

Shui Qianxun looked at the expressions of the people at the table who were still immersed in the story, raised her small eyebrows triumphantly, clenched her small fist, and placed it on the back of Huangfu Xun's hand, making a gesture of success.

She sat side by side with Huangfu Xun behind the table, and others could not see the movements of her hands. She was proud and forgot about His Highness's cleanliness until she felt Huangfu Xun's delicate and cool skin on the back of her hand. His Royal Highness does not like to be touched.

And there seemed to be some crumbs stuck to her hands.

Ever since she knew that Huangfu was obsessed with cleanliness and didn't like being touched by others, she liked to touch him and challenge his obsession with cleanliness. The annoyed he was, the happier she was.

But just now when Huangfu Xun helped her, she suddenly had a little bit of conscience, and felt that His Royal Highness is not so hateful sometimes, so she didn't want to challenge his cleanliness.

Shui Qianxun just wanted to take his hand away, but suddenly the back of his hand became tight and cold.

The patient with severe cleanliness beside him not only didn't flick her little fist away with a look of disgust, but turned his wrist, gathered his slender fingers, and wrapped her little fist in his palm.

The skin on the palm was smooth and firm, with a hint of coolness, Shui Qianxun only felt that the wind in late spring and early summer had become more refreshing.

The moment the little fist was held by Huangfu, Shui Qianxun inexplicably thought of the scene of someone slowly eating the pine nut cake with her saliva on the boat.

Her little face was inexplicably hot, but the feeling in her heart was like eating a strawberry marshmallow, sweet and refreshing.

(End of this chapter)