"If you tell me this, don't you fear that I will give you to Lu Chen?" Delicate body sitting sideways, no strong perfume smell, and no twist to deliberately rubbed. It was as if she were just leaning against the sofa at will, and she was surprisingly relaxed.

Leng family has always been that big lady to leave a name everywhere, but this one, never heard of her reputation at all. Hemer wandered along her spine, one index finger, in perfect time.

That kind of caress, like in the heart up and down the same, a trace of itching, a little bit of movement. Leng Yiyao pursed her lips, and her scalp felt numb. When is this man going to take advantage of her?

"If you are willing to meddle in the affairs of the royal family, you will not be disgraced to leave the only heir to the throne at the door."

Even if the body is uncomfortable tight, her words are still very smooth, without pause.

The king had only two sons. Now the youngest son, who was the most popular among the people, died. Even if he had a violent temper and suspected that it was the elder son's hands and feet, he would not last long if he was not given a good look. In the end, could Lu Chen's status as crown prince be abolished?

Oh, then his blood will be completely out of touch with the throne.

"You have a good head." In a good mood, hemer stops his fingertips on her waist, rarely praising people.

Leng Yiyao smiles and hooks the corners of her mouth.

Although the royal family, political circles and military circles do not interfere with each other and there is a tripartite confrontation in face, those who have some insight know that hemer is completely above the two.

So although Lu Chen was shouting outside so badly that the group of people were startled, didn't Lu Chen break into the door?

Try someone else!

He can have the room blown up right away!

In this world, besides hemer, how could there be a second person who ignored the first successor of the imperial throne as a passer-by, and stayed in the bedroom and teased the women with a calm look!

"You seem to have limited respect for the royal family." Hermor saw that her finger on the waist side didn't move at all. He couldn't help adding one. He gently pinched her robe and said casually.

More than limited respect?

What he said was too euphemistic. She doesn't want to see the royal family at all, OK.

An idiot who believes that living sacrifice to young men and girls can achieve her wish, she can wait to see is called ghost!

But the one in front of me is totally different

Even if the whole empire was overturned, she was sure that this man's ability would immediately pull his lips and smile, and turn around to create a new era of prosperity.

The second young lady in the cold family?

She didn't have much aversion to this identity. However, since she can meet such a towering tree, why not enjoy the cool under the tree?

16 years old, still a high school student. Thinking about her future days, Leng Yiyao wants to turn her mouth. It can be estimated that the bird taste is light.

"Not only do you have no respect for the royal family, you seem to have no fear of me." Hemer slowly moves the palms of his hands away from her. A person's behavior, no matter how to cover up, but can reveal her inner character. At first, it means that she is hard to touch her. Unless, at such a young age, she has "experienced many battles.". But she adapts too fast, fast to let a person feel, she is to throw oneself in the arms at the beginning. But actually?

"Then guess why I brought you here without any reason?"

With the last word disappearing to his lips, all the smile on his face disappeared. His hands were naturally placed on both sides, as if he had just rubbed his fingertips. It was just an illusion.

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