The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 32 Planning (1)
Shui Qianxun originally closed his eyes and waited to hear Huangfu Xun's screams, and fell asleep while waiting.When she opened her eyes, she found that the sky was bright outside, and the quilt on the big bed behind her hadn't moved at all. Looking sideways, the man in the snow suit and black hair was still sitting behind the desk, his posture still the same, with the clothes on his clothes. There are no creases and it seems that it has not been touched all night.

The volume on the case table has turned into a map, and the spread map is dragged to the ground while aligning the cases.Huangfu Xun lowered his head slightly, revealing half of his wrist as delicate as a jade carving from his snow-white cuff, lightly tapped the map with his slender index finger, and slowly drew a diagonal line on the map with the brush between the two fingers of his right hand.

Does he not need to sleep?

Since he wasn't going to use this bed, why didn't he let her sleep in it?

What a petty and hypocritical man!
Although the sun was high, it was quiet outside the room, obviously the sisters of Hongxiu Zhao were still fast asleep at this time.

A strand of hair quietly got into the bedding, secretly removed the wooden thorn, and stuffed it in the corner under the bed. Unless Huangfu didn't sleep, Shui Qianxun would definitely have a chance to use this wooden thorn.

Shui Qianxun got up from the pedal, stretched, and cast a sideways glance at the door.Huangfu ignored Shui Qianxun and looked at the map by himself.

Mo Chu's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, when we cleared the eyeliner of the sixteen Prince Xi's mansions on the street, five brothers were injured, and the movement was a bit loud, which attracted the attention of the soldiers and horses of the five cities. They didn't find anything, but Two secret sentries were set up outside."

A look of doubt flashed in Shui Qianxun's eyes, and he always felt that something was wrong.She had seen Mo Yingwei's methods by the Tianhu Lake. Mo Yingwei was in the dark, but his eyeliner was bright. What he was carrying out was an assassination mission, not a public duel. Guard, is this useless?

Huangfu Xun, who was looking at the map of the case, suddenly raised his head to look at her, and his eyes, which were like floating ice and snow, narrowed slightly.

The girl's big and black eyes are like gemstones raised in clear water, clear and clear, her red lips are plump and slightly pursed, she looks delicate and playful, but she has almost instinctive sensitivity, what kind of past made her give birth to such a thing? General unusual instinct?
Huangfu's eyes dimmed, and he gave a faint "hmm".

"Master, what should we do with the secret sentry of the Wucheng soldiers and horses?"

"Kill one and keep one." The voice was leisurely.

Shui Qianxun stretched his arms towards the sky, raised his head and yawned long. Hearing what Huangfu said, he continued casually, "Kill one and keep the other. Are you trying to attract more powerful people?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Chu's breathing stagnated outside the door.

Huangfu Xun put the brush aside, gently turned the black jade ring on the index finger of his right hand with the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, looked back at the map, did not speak, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Shui Qianxun glanced at Huangfu Xun inexplicably, always feeling that the atmosphere in the room was a little weird, but he couldn't see anything wrong.She shook her head, probably due to the after-effects of sleeping all night, she stopped thinking about it, stretched her arms, bent over, and kicked her legs, and was ready to start the exercise that must be done after getting up every day: the eighteen beauty escape style.

Shui Qianxun's life creed: good body, good appetite, good appetite, good mood, good mood, good complexion, good complexion, good appearance, good appearance, good appearance luck.

Therefore, a good body is the first priority. Even if she is trapped in the house, even if she has no money and freedom, she still exercises when she should, and never slacks off.

I saw Shui Qianxun's figure like the wind, jumping around in the room, came across a book table, turned over with a one-handed handstand, met a short table, and then slammed under the short table, encountered a bookshelf , with a hook of long hair, swung over with a swish, met Huangfu Xun..., swished away three feet away.

(End of this chapter)