Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 722 I want to wear clothes
After waiting for a while, Nan Yuan felt that Duan Yijun's footsteps had stopped, maybe no matter how busy she was, she didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Nan Yuan continued, "I'm going to put on clothes."

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuan felt that Duan Yijun started to move again, turned left and right in the package she brought, and threw a set of her clothes on the bed after a while.

Nan Yuan, who was in a daze, vaguely felt that something was wrong, opened her eyes, stretched her small body forward, and wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly her face was blurred by her bellyband.

Nan Yuan: "..."

Nan Yuan blushed slightly, feeling more and more that this was not like Duan Yijun's style, she quickly took the clothes off her head, looked intently, and Nan Yuan instantly understood the iconic red dress. Yes, Cang Jueyu!
Cang Jueyu was not guilty or nervous when she was discovered, instead she swaggered in front of Nan Yuan, gnawing on the meat while flipping through her clothes with the other hand: "General Duan's taste is really simple and elegant!"

When Nan Yuan heard her say this, she put on the clothes she randomly discarded as quickly as possible, got out of bed, walked up to her, and stopped her from flipping through her clothes at will: "What do you want?"

The two seldom meet alone, and this is also the first time Cang Jueyu saw Nan Yuan's cold and indifferent little face, but she sneered in a strange way: "Yo, I didn't expect it to be a little white rabbit with sharp teeth. Why do you want to live?"

"I can't control you." Nan Yuan followed Cang Jueyu's words, and continued to speak rationally: "It's just that I don't think you can do it by guarding Duan Yijun like this."

Cang Jueyu waved his hand contemptuously: "How do you know that I'm guarding him, not the mutual love?"

Cang Jueyu walked around Nan Yuan, but she still didn't see where her charm lies, so why did she hook General Duan away?

"You must have heard him tell us about our bet?"

Nan Yuan's eyes followed Cang Jueyu's circle, and she nodded calmly: "En!"

Cang Jueyu raised her eyebrows: "He promised me that if he likes me, he will marry me."

Hearing this sentence, Nan Yuan frowned unhappily, and subconsciously began to think of Ruo Duan Yijun's appearance of falling in love with Shang Cang Jueyu in her little head.

Will he treat Cang Jueyu with the same meticulous care and love her as he treats her?

As soon as Nan Yuan thought of this, she immediately shook off the thoughts in her mind like a virus, shook her head, and said affirmatively: "I won't let him fall in love with you."

Cang Jueyu raised his brows and glared at her angrily: "Really?"

As soon as the voice fell, Nan Yuan felt a burst of pressure from her neck in the next second, and she kept tightening.

But she didn't know when Cang Jueyu raised her hand and pinched herself.

Cang Jueyu showed a sinister smile, and said with a smile: "Then what if I kill you? Can General Duan stay unmarried for the rest of his life?"

Nan Yuan subconsciously stretched out her hands to hold her wrists. As her arms tightened, she kept struggling, but she couldn't say a word.

Duan Yijun walked towards the tent with the freshly boiled soup in his hands, and before he saw the scene inside, he smelled a familiar rich fragrance at the door.

Duan Yijun's gentle gaze was replaced by cold eyes, what's more, when he approached the tent, he felt an unusual air current, which was very strange.

(End of this chapter)