The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 7
Shui Qianxun looked at herself in the mirror of a gilded beauty, her skin color was like delicate white porcelain, her big and black eyes were like gemstones in water, her slightly thick red lips seemed to be dyed with a thin layer of sunlight, her black hair was pulled up high, revealing Long neck.

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The young waiter who was holding a butterfly hairpin inlaid with gold silk and wanted to put her hair in a bun asked curiously: "Why is Miss Shui sighing? But you think this bun is not good enough?"

"Ah, a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman. Whether it's a classic and exquisite hairstyle or a modern and simple hairstyle, they are all the most beautiful scenery in my place."

Shui Qianxun held his chin narcissistically and cast a glance at himself in the mirror.

The pretty girl in the mirror pursed her plump red lips slightly, and her clear black eyes shone like stars. The young servant suddenly lost his mind, shook his hand holding the butterfly hairpin, and the point of the hairpin poked on his wrist.

Gazebo on the rockery.

Shui Qianxun wore a long pink dress, and was "escorted" by two servants, and walked gracefully into the gazebo.

Huangfu glanced leisurely, and saw that the girl was tall and tall, with fair complexion, plump red lips, black hair pulled into cloud temples, and only a butterfly hairpin inlaid with gold silk was inserted obliquely, and the thin pearl tassels hanging from the hairpin were swaying beside her ears. , The light pink long dress, which was originally delicate, was actually worn by her with a sweet and seductive style.

It's just that when she walks, she pants for three steps and rests for five steps. She is even sicker than a sick beauty. Compared with her dress, she feels a little more inconsistent.

Really interesting prey.

Shui Qianxun swore that this walking posture was definitely not her style.Her limbs and bones were still locked by the cold air, and she had bathed for too long, and now she seemed to be recovering from a serious illness. She was limp and had no strength at all, so she could barely raise her hands to eat and walk.

Hey, how did you bring her to the gazebo? Aren't the "sleep attendants" all in the bedroom?

Shui Qianxun glanced around the gazebo from the corner of his eye. There were at least a hundred light and dark guards.

Under the starry sky, in full view?
It really is a pervert!
It seemed that the plan she had drawn up in her mind to eat some beautiful boy tofu first, then find a way to kidnap the handsome boy, extort a lot of votes and then escape was temporarily useless.

Although I don't know which dynasty this is, but since he is the prince, he must be worth a lot of money, and if he doesn't get paid for nothing, Shui Qianxun has always lived recklessly. If he has money, he may not necessarily be reckless, but if he has no money, it is absolutely reckless. Can't get up.

The gazebo is covered with a snow-white brocade carpet, a tortoiseshell red sandalwood table is placed in the center, and the hem of the snow-colored shirt is scattered like a smear of moonlight. The man holds a scroll in one hand and a white jade cup in the other. Seeing the black eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples like distant mountains, the long eyelashes cover the eyes.

The scent of manju and ambergris is mixed in the air, and there is a subtle sense of beauty and mystery in the clear and elegant.

He is obviously strict and cold like an emperor, but yet it makes people feel infinitely charming.

Shui Qianxun looked left, right, up and down, but he didn't see the slightest sign that His Royal Highness called someone to "sleep".

Conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy!

Well, if you want to play, I will play with you to the end, my sister waved her hand to destroy the planet, raised her feet to jump into the sky, with three thousand black hairs on her head, and a silver ring around her neck, no one is afraid of anyone!

She walked slowly to the desk, and with an attitude of not treating herself as an outsider, she sat directly beside Huangfu Zi, squinting at him, trying to see something from his indifferent expression.

From Shui Qianxun's perspective, one could see the man's long eyelashes drooping slightly. Although he couldn't see the light in his eyes clearly, he could feel the coldness in his eyes. His light pink and thin lips were so light that they could be purged. The skin is as white as clear, but it gives people a thrilling feeling.

(End of this chapter)