Marriage Under the Heavens

If it is an ordinary man, I am afraid that he would have been angry when he heard this sentence. Even those onlookers at this moment were a little angry when they heard one person and one bird say this. Even the durian kept muttering in his heart: The enchantress is too shameless, and I want to change a man to a lantern. But Anling Wang Yan Su was not an ordinary man. Hearing Qin Jiu's words, he didn't even lift the eyebrows, only the corners of his lips were raised slightly, raising a mocking smile.

"Sorry, this king already has a favorite girl, I'm afraid I can't take care of your business. Only this lantern, I will definitely get it, you can make a price!" He said very slowly, but it was already in the words. When Qin Jiu was a prostitute in a brothel.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been angry when she heard these words. Qin Jiu is no ordinary woman, she stroked the feathers of the parrot in her arms, and there was still a lazy smile on the corners of her lips, "People can't be changed, then change the things on the prince!"

After Qin Jiu finished speaking, he hugged the parrot and started to circle around King Anling. Hanbo's beautiful eyes stared at him, and the interesting eyes patrolled round and round, and finally landed on the Wujin riding whip held by King Anling.

"This whip is good!" She Man stepped forward and stroked the whip.

Wang Anling narrowed his eyes and said, "If you like it, you can take it."

Qin Jiu shook her head, "Hey...I don't like riding horses. It's useless to use a horse whip. This knife is good." She turned her eyes and focused on the knife worn by Anling Wang Yan Su's waist.

The scabbard of this knife is black, revealing a primitive and cold murderous aura. It is conceivable that once the knife inside is out of its sheath, it will be harsh.

"Lian'er, don't you lack a weapon? Do you like this knife?" Qin Jiu asked durian, pointing to the knife on the waist of King Anling.

Durian sweats like rain.

Xin said: Grandma, can you stop being a minion? Can anyone want King Anling's knife? Ten courageous minions would not dare to borrow minions!

He understood one thing, following this demon, sooner or later, it would either die in her hands or in the hands of her enemies.

"I don't like it! The minion doesn't like it at all." Durian shook his head like a rattle.

"I'm afraid you can't afford this knife!" The attendant who led the horse for the Anling King finally couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and said, "This is the treasure given to the prince by the current sage. This knife is also carved with a mobilization of soldiers Military talisman, can you afford it?"

"That's it!" Qin Jiu looked disappointed. He circled around King Anling again. His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a treasure. He approached King Anling and stared at the piece in his cloak. Horse riding outfit with black brocade and fur.

She got close.

The hair bun rolled up on his head rubbed against King Anling's chin, and the faint fragrance of the woman's body was lingering in his nose, and his green fingers were still touching the clothes on his chest.

Anling Wang Yan Su suddenly felt like a cargo waiting to be appraised. He took a step back in disgust, waved Qin Jiu's hand away, and narrowed his cold eyes dangerously.

Qin Jiu raised the corner of his lips and slowly said, "The prince's riding outfit is very beautiful. As the saying goes, people depend on clothes and horses and saddles, so I want this outfit! My Lian'er must look like the prince in this outfit. prestige,"

The durian had been numb by Qin Jiu's blow, and she stood stupidly holding the lantern and said nothing.

King Anling sneered: "This is easy to handle, even ten sets are okay. Please tell the girl where you live. I will send someone to the house tomorrow."

Qin Jiuyu shook his hand lightly, his eyes filled with smiles, "The prince may not understand what I mean, I only need this one on you, and I want it now. Please take off the prince, oh, I just forgot to say it, the shirt inside is also need."

The parrot flew to Qin Jiu's shoulder with a flapping sound, grunting with black eyes, and cheering: "You also want the middle clothes, and the middle clothes... Strip it off, strip it off..." It also knows that taking off the middle clothes is stripping off. Now, not only is learning happily, but also looking forward and excited.

At this moment, let alone the onlookers, Durian can't pretend to be stupid, he almost wants to kneel down.

King Anling's attendants couldn't help but want to rush up to sew the parrot's mouth, and he glared back.

Wang Anling's calm face finally resembled the ice on the lake, showing angry cracks. In the dark eyes, there was a hint of chill that was not easily noticeable.

"The girl is sure to change my clothes?" he asked coldly.

Qin Jiu nodded, and Parrot nodded.

King Anling stopped talking, just stretched out his hand to take off his cloak, and threw it to the attendants behind him. Then, he began to untie the jade belt around his waist.

"Master, you don't have to be like this. I don't want this lantern." The woman in fur, who was dressed as a man, squeezed in from the crowd and walked quickly to the king of Anling.

"It's okay, I said that I will give it to you first, you retreat first." Yan Su said as he unbuttoned the jade belt around his waist, the black horse riding outfit opened, revealing the snow-white shirt inside. He took it off with a sneer, and threw it away, his shirt rushed towards Qin Jiu with strong wind.

This shirt came fiercely, mixed with a trace of anger, so that the parrot screamed strangely and his feathers stood up.

Qin Jiu stretched out his hand, revealing a shiny white jade wrist in the sleeve of the red wide robe, and he drew it at will, dissolving the anger of the shop, and put the shirt on his shoulder.

King Anling stretched out his hand again, and his snow-white coat fell down like clouds.

"Is this all right?" King Anling looked at Qin Jiu faintly, his thin lips evoked a faint smile, his long eyes closed slightly, the edge of his eyes loomed, and the whole body exuded a chilly breath.

But no matter how cold he is, no matter how naked he is.

None of this detracts from his being a good-looking man.

More than beautiful!

Although he only wears a pair of white trousers, he is standing on the street in the cold winter, and he has no intention of being cold.

The lights of various lanterns poured down like a veil through the gaps of the flow of people, covering his white and slender body. There is no trace of fat on his whole body, and the light outlines the lines of his body, which looks flexible and smooth.

He just stood there spontaneously, as if he should just stand there, left alone and independent, not at all uncomfortable because of his untidy clothes.

With a faint smile hung on the corner of his lips, his long eyes narrowed slightly, and he squinted at Qin Jiu.

Qin Jiu looked at King Anling and looked at him.

Colorful lights, bustling streets, a figure that blends with all of this...

She seemed to forget where she was.

She only felt that there was a void in her heart, and a faint coldness filled her.

The parrot was standing on Qin Jiu's shoulder, staring at King Anling with his black bean-like eyes unblinking, shaking as if drunk and unsteady.

Qin Jiu stretched out his hand, slapped it on the head, and said with a smile: "Huang Maoer, don't forget, you are a male!"