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Chapter 178 Your Highness...don't like it?

Chapter 178 Your Highness...Don't like it?

Song Huai held Chen Qianzhao's hand and did not give her another chance to put herself in the quilt.

The quilt fell on his body all of a sudden. Chen Qianzhao could only open his eyes and watch Song Huai slowly approaching him. She blushed and tried to defend herself, "I didn't, that's just random writing, how can I take it seriously?"

She struggled, but instead she was pressed tighter by Song Huai and could not easily break free.

Hearing the little girl say this, Song Huai refused to let go at all, his eyes were slightly red. He leaned closer, pursed his lips, and his eyes were a little deep, "But I take it seriously."

Chen Qianzhao's face suddenly blushed to the base of her neck. She opened her lips and wanted to say something, but she vaguely felt that Song Huai seemed to be a little different today than before. Everything was blocked in her throat and could not say it.

Song Huai pressed Chen Qianzhao with one hand, and gently tugged her hair with the other hand. The hair was wrapped around her slender fingertips, as if she had endless feelings to express, and she could not finish it, but she was still confused.

Chen Qianzhao felt that his whole body was a little light, and his eyes that were staring at him were burning, burning his heart inch by inch.

She bit her lower lip, "Mr. Song...you weren't like this before..."

In the past, I could blush and shy when I heard a few words from me. When I kissed me a little, I would panic and panic.

Why did it become like this now? You get started with a disagreement, and you can just say all kinds of things, but you can't blush your face and your heart beat you up?

Could it be that someone had lost the bag?

Song Huai's eyes became deeper and deeper, Adam's apple rolled, and a low voice asked slowly, "I am like this now, Your Highness doesn't like it?"

The resolute handsome man passed by a trace of helplessness, but it fell clearly into Shen Qianzhao's eyes.

She pulled her hands and wanted to break free from Song Huai's shackles. She felt that looking at the man in front of her from this angle, she would probably have to call Cai Qiu to bring a few ice basins to relieve the heat.

But Song Huai's hand was unwilling to relax at all, and he didn't use too much force, but he was very agile, which directly made Chen Qianzhao unable to break free.

Chen Qianzhao had no choice but to look away, "It's not that he doesn't like it... it's just that there's a big change..."

Song Huai's mouth bent slightly, "That means, like it?"

The low and smiling voice was not sure who wanted to touch someone's mood, but Chen Qianzhao felt that his heart was burning even harder than before.

Especially, here is the princess's mansion, and there is no other palace servant in her own territory.

Only she and Song Huai were the only ones.

There are so many things that two people can do.

Chen Qianzhao was not convinced. Song Huai was obviously very shy before, and a handkerchief disturbed him so much that he was in a mess. Now, he has been leading him by the nose.

My heart suddenly felt "relaxed" and a feeling of unyielding.

Chen Qianzhao's eyes were stained with an innocent look, and there was a three-point springy feeling in his innocence, soft and soft, and his cheeks were flushed, as if he was attracting people to pick them up.

She blinked and said something lightly, with a slight trembling feeling, "Brother Song, that book is really something I wrote casually..."

"Don't do this...I'm afraid..."

A pair of eyes that are usually cunning, are wet and pityful at this moment.

Song Huai's heart was so soft that it was so soft that it was very soft.

He thought to himself: No matter how bold he is, he is just a little girl after all. What he is doing now is indeed too abrupt, and I am afraid he really scared her.

He originally thought that in the past, the little girl took the initiative, but he was a man, and he had to be more proactive than her.

And because I found out that the little girl wrote a book about her and herself, I couldn't help but feel in love for a while.

But I never thought that I couldn't control myself and became too impatient.

He sighed slightly in his heart, "Sorry, I'm anxious..."

He should take it slowly little by little.

Song Huai slowly let go of Chen Qianzhao's hand, smoothed her hair out, then got up and prepared to leave...

Suddenly, a dizzy moment of heaven turned, and the helplessness and tears in Chen Qianzhao's eyes were instantly covered by a hint of cunning and success.

Unprepared Song Huai was pulled by Chen Qianzhao and fell on the bed in his direction.

Just as Song Huai was stunned, Chen Qianzhao turned over and pressed on him, with two round dimples hanging on his cheeks, like a pool of sweet wine, intoxicating.

Chen Qianzhao's soft and white little hand gently pressed on the corner of Song Huai's eyebrows and slowly lowered, his mouth bent slightly, and he smiled gently in Song Huai's ear, "After so long, isn't Lord Song still clear?"

Song Huai felt his ears were numb, as if a little hand was scratching restlessly.

He was tense, his heart was beating fast, and he tried hard to suppress the chaotic emotions in his heart so that he could look calm and look at the little girl, "What should I know?"

Chen Qianzhao had a smile on his face, and his soft and white little hands gently hooked the strap around Song Huai's waist, "It seems that Lord Song really doesn't understand..."

At this moment, Song Huai was like a little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered in front of Shen Qianzhao. She licked her lips unconsciously, and her voice was as bright as silk, "No matter what Lord Song becomes, I like it..."

Song Huaiai missed Chen Qianzhao's appearance in front of him. He was a bit simplistic in his cunning, and his every frown and smile seemed like an addictive poison.

He was deeply poisoned and had no cure to relieve himself, so he could only let himself dive into the dense net trap that the little girl spread out bit by bit.

His whole body was tense, looking at Chen Qianzhao without blinking, and he could feel her restless movements vaguely around his waist.

Song Huai's heart is very confused...

There, his biggest secret is hidden.

He even wanted to let the little girl in front of him discover it without hesitation, see how she reacted, and would still tease him so boldly in the future.

However, thinking can only be thinking.

Chen Qianzhao did not understand the struggles of "reason" and "impulse" in Song Huai's eyes at all.

The little hands finally unbuttoned the belt, and she leaned over to bite the other party's already red earlobe, "Especially now, I like it the most."

A light laughter came into Song Huai's ears, and his eyes were filled with the little girl's cunning smile.

Song Huai sighed slightly in his heart, holding his hand on Shen Qianzhao's tiny waist, his voice was low, but it was gentle, "Princess, beware of it being knocked."

Chen Qianzhao was stunned, and the movement of holding Song Huai's belt stopped. She stared at Song Huai in front of her. What she saw on Song Huai's face was not the indifference she had in her usual days, nor the charming danger she had just now.

Facing myself with courage and ruthless teasing, I had a kind of doting on my face, a kind of doting that was watching the children play and let them play.

In an instant, she suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

She could clearly see the unhidden concern from Song Huai's words to her behavior, but Chen Qianzhao was not happy at all. She bit her pink lips and turned over and lay beside her, "Don't mess with you anymore, you can go."

The touch in his palm suddenly disappeared, and Song Huai's heart suddenly disappeared. He turned his face to look at Chen Qianzhao, a little confused.

Chen Qianzhao pursed his lips, "You go, don't worry about me, I want to be alone."

She turned over again, her back to Song Huai's gaze, but gritted her teeth.
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