Chapter 2    Bullying her

"So you're talking about this."

Ye Zhilan smiled gently and swept his eyes, "You did take the initiative yesterday..."

"That's you who drug me first!"

"It is you who will push me down first..."

"That's you pulling me down!"

"It's better you tear my clothes first..."

"That's because I'm unconscious!"

"In the end, you kissed me..."

"Nonsense!" Murong Mingzhu widened her eyes, "I didn't kiss you!"

There is really no such thing, why should he make up for it?

Seeing her furious and almost scratching her hair, Ye Zhilan chuckled softly, "But, I'm the one who shouts for no reason first."

In this kind of thing, it is indeed the right person to say no to him first.

Murong Mingzhu looked at Ye Zhilan's treacherous smile and wanted to tear him up with anger.

It is this bastard man who has been fighting her everywhere since she traveled here four years ago.

It is not said that the ancients were so righteous and gentlemen, and they all read poetry and books well... Bah!

Ye Zhilan is simply slandering the word "gentleman"!

"Why are you angry? In Biyue, I think there are so many women in my parents. You just did what others long for in their dreams, but..."

Ye Zhilan's long eyes swept over Murong Mingzhu lightly and smiled slightly, "You have ruined my innocent reputation. This responsibility... I can't bear it myself, right?"

"What does it mean to have a pure reputation? Isn't my reputation innocent?"

Murong Mingzhu had a pair of beautiful big eyes and flames were jumping, "You plotted against me and asked me to take responsibility. Do you think the whole world is your Ye Zhilan, do you do whatever you want!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhilan immediately smiled.

The smile on his peerless face was so kind and confident, but when he spoke, he completely lit up Murong Mingzhu's explosive depot.

"As the prince of the regent, my uncle of His Majesty, do you think the world can still belong to someone else?"

"Ye Zhilan--"

Murong Mingzhu exploded and rushed up to beat someone up.

"No, no, Miss, calm down, calm down." Lu'e hugged her quickly, her face pale in fear.

That's the emperor's uncle, it would be fine if he beat him up.

"Let go!" Murong Mingzhu broke free, ignored her and rushed towards Ye Zhilan.

Stand him to death!

If you can't pinch him to death, you have to pinch him to death!

The slender bamboo pen tied a chic style on Ye Zhilan's fingertips, just blocking Murong Mingzhu.

Murong Mingzhu kicked her!

Ye Zhilan calmly put down the bamboo pen and his sleeves were flying.

The layered jade yarn flashed by, and the slender five fingers surrounded Murong Mingzhu and turned around.

The next second, I heard a roar—

"Ye Zhilan, let me go!"

Murong Mingzhu was pressed on her back on the desk. Ye Zhilan lowered her waist and pressed her white fingers against her ears. She really made a table.

The handsome and handsome man with a low voice was incredible, and Ye Zhilan's voice was elegant and Runhua. "It's said that Miss Murong is extremely smart and has a clever trick, but unfortunately she has a bad temper."

"You have to care!" Murong Mingzhu glared at him, her eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger.

Ye Zhilan smiled slightly, lowered her lips a little more, and whispered in her ear: "But I like your temper. It's so strong that no one can control you except me."

The breath that was exhaled gently was filled with a faint bamboo orchid fragrance. Murong Mingzhu turned her head to avoid it and said fiercely: "I hate sinister men like you, cunning and shameless, and they are all black in their bones!"

"Oh."
Chapter completed!