Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 108 The Lord and Her Inconsistent Little Wife [30]

  The young man’s fingertips are slightly cool, and his movements are gentle, but he can’t get rid of his wrist bones when his fingertips are in his hands.

  Shen Wanqing turned his back to Gu Jinyan, with the tip of his tongue pressed against his gums, and his lazy eyes narrowed slightly.

   Turned around lazily, her red lips pressed slightly, her tone a bit bad.

"Dry-"

  The familiar cold fragrance lingers around the tip of the nose, and there is warmth on the lips.

  Slightly sweet.

  The girl's light brown eyes were filled with confusion, as if she hadn't shook her head.

  The gentle, elegant and noble Prime Minister has cleverly pressed the girl’s shoulder, with a soft voice, "I won’t be angry anymore."

  Shen Wanqing pursed her red lips, without speaking.

  The young man in the crescent white gown has a tall and straight posture and a glorious scene.

  Clean, cold and expensive, elegant and beautiful.

  At the moment, she clings to the girl’s shoulders obediently. The girl has a cold face, her dark light brown eyes squinting thoughtfully.

   No response from the girl, Gu Jinyan quietly turned around against her forehead, her delicate face buried in the girl’s neck.

  The voice is soft and aggrieved, "clear~"

  'S always cool and gentle voice became soft and sticky at this moment, acting like a baby but also containing grievances.

  The young man has a long body, but he cleverly nestles in the girl’s neck.

   Slender fingers gently tugged at the girl's sleeves, and he coaxed softly.

  "Jinyan promises that I won't do it again next time, can you forgive Jinyan?"

  In a low voice, he approached the girl when speaking, with warm lips against her neck.

   whispered softly, the words were lingering, "Lady~"

   "Okay~"

  The young man’s voice is very nice, but now he lowers his voice, but his voice is clingy.

  Shen Wanqing, who stood in place like a tree, was about to explode.

why!

  She thought that the young man in this plane was just!

  Why are you still acting like a baby!

  Be acting like a baby every time!

  What do you want! !

  You are the prime minister!

  Shen Wanqing pursed his lips, looking down at Gu Jinyan's white nape of neck.

  A little helpless in his eyes.

  Can you stop acting like a baby...

  Because she...will easily compromise.

  Shen Wanqing coughed slightly, "I'm not angry."

   "Clear nonsense."

  Gu Jinyan has raised his head, his dark eyes are shattered, and his plain eyes seem to be filled with grievances.

   "Really nothing." Shen Wanqing explained.

  "Really?" The young man asked with a worried look.

"Um."

  As soon as Shen Wanqing nodded, the young man in front of him had already changed his expression.

  All the grievances and clingers are gone, and the delicate and handsome face is still gentle and calm.

  A gentle smile filled his delicate eyebrows, holding Shen Wanqing’s hand, with a gentle voice, "Let’s go, the banquet is about to begin."

  Shen Wanqing being led away:...

  She was blind just now, right?

  Shen Wanqing let out a cold voice, his eyes suddenly fell on the petite purple flower in his hand, his expression thoughtful, his eyes squinted slightly.

  ...

  ...

  At Jinluan Hall, almost all the ministers arrived.

  However, neither the Lord nor the emperor arrived yet, so the ministers all took their wine glasses and sat on their seats and chatted with the officials next to them.

  The other ladies also gathered together and chatted.

  After a while, the emperor arrived, and the chaotic scene suddenly stopped. The ministers and wives took their children back to their seats.

  Just when the Jinluan Temple was quiet, two figures came at the door.

  "The Prime Minister, Mrs. Prime Minister is here—"

  Mrs. Prime Minister?

  Everyone looked over in confusion.

  The girl looks exquisite, her clothes are gentle, but there is an inch of laziness between her eyebrows.

  When I lightly raised my eyes and looked at you, there was a vague feeling of suffocation.

  The kind of exquisite and expensive feeling.

  The young man wore a crescent gown, his eyebrows were picturesquely exquisite, and the cinnabar mole on the tail of the butterfly-like eye was still bright.

  But when the teenager's appearance completely broke into the eyes of everyone, they all tightened their eyes in horror.

  　 Surprise?

  (End of this chapter)