NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 98 Do You Hate Me?
Lang Zimiu looked at the woman in front of him with a frivolous face and said with half-squinted eyes.
Fang Qingqing, who was sitting on his lap, couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes in surprise when she heard this, but she immediately put away these expressions that she shouldn't show.
Then she wanted to stand up and stand aside.
But before she could stand up, Lang Zimiu's hand on her waist pulled her back into his arms.
Don't let her go.
Seeing this, she didn't even try to escape.
But staying here now really makes her feel extremely uncomfortable...
"What? Can't you hear me?"
Seeing that the woman in front of him looked obviously stunned for a moment and did not immediately do as he said, Lang Zimiu half-squinted his eyes and looked at her eyes slightly unhappy.
Hearing this, Cang Yunyi suddenly came back to her senses, dispelled the trace of astonishment in her eyes, and hurriedly bowed down and said humbly and submissively:
"This slave knows."
If the eldest princess of a great dynasty calls herself a slave in this way, if others see her, they will probably be shocked.
She glanced at the woman sitting on Lang Zimiu, with a hint of hesitation and shame in her eyes, but she immediately put it away.
It must be said that this woman has the dignity and temperament that a royal family should have. Even though she has become a slave at this moment, she still carries that nobility.
Every move he raises his hands and feet shows dignity and propriety, even when he is doing something like this.
, and at the same time, he was also paying attention to the expression of the eldest princess.
But he didn't see what he wanted to see.
Since the moment of hesitation and shame emerged from her eyes, she has not shown any unnecessary expression.
"Hehehe~ Let's see how long you can last. Let's see how long you can maintain this state."
Lang Zimiu murmured in his heart, still inevitably feeling a little surprised.
In such a short period of time, he adjusted his state back and suppressed all the hatred, anger, and shame.
Interesting, really interesting.
Lang Zimiu glanced at it, the aggression in his eyes already overflowing. He wanted to see how tenacious this prey could be.
Fang Qingqing turned her gaze to the right from beginning to end, with a bit of embarrassment and embarrassment in her eyes.
There was also some tension in my heart.
Because she was afraid that Lang Zimiu would ask her to do something she didn't want to do.
After a while, the luxurious dress fell to the ground, Cang Yunyi stepped out with her lotus feet, and a luxurious and moving body appeared in front of Lang Zimiu.
Although her expression did not show the slightest change or fluctuation, the two arms that were actively covering her could not deceive anyone.
It can be seen that he is still shy at present.
"?" Lang Zimiu's lips curled up slightly and he continued jokingly:
"Do you think.........................?"
Hearing this, Cang Yunyi was delighted.
His expression still showed no trace of strangeness, no shame, no grievance, and no shame.
Seeing this, Lang Zimiu only found it interesting, and the aggression in his eyes became much stronger.
"In the future, when you are alone with me and there are no outsiders,......................, remember?"
Lang Zimiu said frivolously that he wanted to see if this woman could really endure all the humiliation and pain he had inflicted on her.
"Yes, sir."
Cang Yunyi lowered her pretty face slightly and responded humbly and submissively.
It was as if he had truly obeyed wholeheartedly.
"Very good, so good." Lang Zimiu continued with a joking expression on his lips:
.....................
When these words fell in Fang Qingqing's ears, she couldn't help but have a strange look in her eyes.
But when she thought of what Lang Zimiu had just said to her, she shook her head silently in her heart and dispersed these inappropriate thoughts.
Out of curiosity, she also moved her gaze back to the woman in front of her.
Seeing the body in front of her that was naked but still exuding a noble temperament, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
But immediately, he was brought back to God.
Looking at this woman's appearance, she still inevitably had some complexity in her eyes, and at the same time, she wanted to prevent herself from having these inappropriate thoughts, which made her very uncomfortable.
"Sir... I want to avoid it for a while..."
She stopped looking at the woman who was slowly heading this way, turned her head to look at Lang Zimiu, and murmured in a low voice.
"Well, then go and guard the door and don't let others get close."
Lang Zimiu's eyes always fell on the woman who was slowly moving towards him..., his eyes were blazing, and he said softly.
Upon hearing this, Fang Qingqing immediately stood up and walked out of the hall in small steps.
When passing by Cang Yunyi, he couldn't help but glance at her, but he immediately retracted his gaze, shook his head, and ran towards the outside of the palace.
The floor tiles in the hall are of high quality, and the jade-white knees will only produce a few red marks when they bump against them.
But for a monk with good cultivation, it is still impossible for his knees to be injured while kneeling on the ground.
Looking at the woman who had crawled in front of him and looked up at him with her pretty face, the heat in Lang Zimiu's eyes became even more intense. His handsome and somewhat evil face looked a little bad at the moment.
Looking at the woman in front of him, he breathed a little faster.
Then he stretched out his right hand and hooked Cang Yunyi's fair and delicate chin with his index finger, carefully admiring her humble and submissive face at this moment.
For a moment, looking at her expression, Lang Zimiu even had an illusion in his heart.
He slid his index finger along Cang Yunyi's chin to her plump red lips, and gently opened her lower lip downwards, revealing her white and translucent pearly teeth.
Then he put his warm hands on her cheeks, rubbed them gently, and looked into her eyes. There was a soft color in his hot and evil eyes, and he slightly curled his lips and asked softly:
"do you hate me?"
The light and soft color fell into Cang Yunyi's ears. She shook her head gently, her expression still showing humility and submission.
"I don't hate you, my slave."
She looked into Lang Zimiu's eyes. There was no ripple in her deep, beautiful eyes, and she just looked at him humbly and submissively.