lip tint

Chapter 171 The first drop of blood
"There's something dirty on my face."

"Huh?" Cecilia wanted to reach for the mirror on the table.

Qi Cheng stretched out his hand, rubbed her cheek lightly with his thumb, then quickly withdrew his hand: "It's wiped clean now."

"Oh." Xicilia covered her cheeks and couldn't help laughing: "I don't know where the dirty things came from, so don't learn from me."

"Cuckoo ~ Cuckoo~" The melodious song of birds came from the forest, echoing in the quiet and humid morning.The breeze brought the fragrance of grass and trees, and rolled up Hecilia's skirt.

The black gauze was blown up, revealing the slender legs inside.

Cecilia didn't care much, and even took off the small high heels on her feet. Her delicate snow-white ankles were dangling in the air, and her scallop-like toes were stained with bright red nail polish, which was so beautiful. Like a work of art, people can't help but want to hold it in their arms and play with it carefully.

Qi Cheng's eyes fell on those beautiful legs for a long time, and finally couldn't help standing up, took off his coat, covered Xicilia's long legs, buttoned the coat, and wrapped it tightly. .

"Huh?" Cecilia didn't know why, and looked up at him questioningly.

Qi Cheng looked at her very seriously: "The temperature is low in the morning, you will catch a cold like this."

Xicilia smiled, shook her head helplessly, and unbuttoned the coat buttons on her legs one by one: "I'm a vampire, kid, have you ever watched TV? Vicious, very powerful vampire, I don't catch cold so easily, why are you like your brother, always think that I don't wear enough clothes, I"

Having said that, Xicilia's hand movements paused, and she couldn't help but look up at him.

Facing a pair of smoky gray eyes, my heart was slightly darkened, and I couldn't help laughing at myself: "What are you thinking, how could he appear here."

"Who won't be here?"

Fanzhuo suddenly appeared behind Xicilia like a ghost, and sat down beside her unceremoniously, wrapping his arms around her slender waist: "Who is my little fiancée talking about, don't be a blood race?" Noble, I will not be very happy to hear that."

Xicilia's small face immediately turned cold, and she grabbed Fanzhuo's hand on her waist and shook it aside: "No one."

"Tsk, dishonesty."

Fan Zhuo didn't pay too much attention. He opened his arms on the sofa behind him, folded his slender legs on the coffee table in front of him, and looked at the coat on Xicilia's lap: "Why is it covered? Take it off, I like your legs."

Hearing this, Xicilia buckled back some buttons that she had unbuttoned, her voice cold and calm: "If there is nothing wrong with Grand Duke Vatican, please go back."

"Still angry, my poor little Qiangwei."

Fan Zhuo gave a low laugh, took out the golden hair ornament that he had wiped away from his pocket, and inserted it into Xicilia's black hair: "Here, I will give it back to you now."

Then he approached her and lifted her chin frivolously with his fingers: "Where am I going back? You are my little fiancee. Wherever you are, of course I will be there."

Cecilia knocked off Fanzhuo's hand holding her chin with a "snap", and stood up: "If you want to live here, live here. I just want to tell you that you haven't cured my brother in a day, you Just don't say the word 'fiancée' for a day, my dear Grand Duke Vatican."

Fanzhuo gave a soft "tsk", feeling that this matter was a little tricky.

The speaker's prophecy can only be used once on one person, that is to say, Hecilia's beloved brother, Ashburn, cannot be saved at all.

He couldn't give an answer to an unsolvable proposition.

Xicilia turned around and was about to leave, but she just stepped forward, staggered and almost fell to the ground, and the uniform jacket tied to her leg hadn't been untied yet.

Fanzhuo laughed loudly behind her, propping his forehead with his hands, as if watching a show: "My cute little Xicilia is going to act as a little rabbit on the grassland, jumping up and down to make me happy?"

Xicilia held out her hand to Qi Cheng who was standing beside her with a dumb face: "Hold me."

"Oh, how can you let him do this kind of intimacy? Are you afraid that I will be unhappy and kill this human with dirty blood?"

As if he didn't hear it, Qi Cheng walked up to Xicilia, bent down and hugged her easily.

"Of course I'm not afraid." Xicilia put her arms around Qi Cheng's neck, put her chin on his shoulder, poked her head out, and gestured to Fanzhuo's neck with her hand, her voice was soft and slow: " If you dare to touch him, I will kill you too, at any cost."

I don't know if it was Xicilia's illusion, but Qi Cheng's footsteps suddenly became chaotic for a second, but immediately returned to the original pace in the next instant.

Fanzhuo looked at the back of the two leaving, narrowed his long and narrow eyes lightly, touched the inner cheek with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly laughed: "It's really a little rose with thorns."

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Seeing that there was no one around, Xicilia patted Qi Cheng on the shoulder: "Okay, let me down, I'll go by myself."

Qi Cheng shook his head, glanced at her snow-white feet exposed outside: "You haven't put on your shoes yet."

Xicilia is funny, this person really deserves to be a twin brother with Qi Zhi, even if they look exactly the same, even the inexplicable point is the same, so she just didn't bother, and let Qi Cheng send her back to his room.

The big bed in the room was very soft, Xicilia lay on it and rolled over twice, and instructed Qi Cheng to help her get the pajamas from the closet: "I want that pink and white one with lace around the chest."

Qi Cheng nodded, opened the closet, and quickly found the nightdress that Xicilia had mentioned.

Xicilia watched his skilled and precise movements, her light green cat eyes flashed, a bold thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly called him: "Qi Zhi!"

The man's tall and straight figure paused, and looked back at her suspiciously: "Are you calling me?"

Xicilia frowned, unwilling to give up easily, and simply hooked her finger at him: "Come here."

Qi Cheng obediently moved closer.

"Come a little more."

closer.

Xicilia suddenly reached out, grabbed Qi Cheng's collar and pulled him hard, bringing him to the bed.

Qi Cheng was slightly startled, and subconsciously supported her with his hands, fearing that he would crush her.

Xicilia pursed her lips, smiled slyly, hooked her two legs around his thin waist, wrapped it up with all her strength, turned around, and sat directly on his waist, holding him down to prevent him from getting up, Slowly getting close to him, the broken hair around his ears fell down on his face, bringing a fresh fragrance from his hair.

"Say, are you lying to me?"

　Thanks to "Kayouxi", "Nangong 28", and "Donghe" for the gifts!

　　If you have tickets in your hand, let’s give it a shot. If you are willing to give me a small gift, I like it too~ Hmm. Let me think about it, should we let our little princess betray her hue tomorrow?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)