Jiuyueying's eyes were cold, and she pursed her lips tightly.

The last time she was in the Imperial Garden, Jiubai ignored Meng Feimo. She thought Jiubai had changed or had any plans.

now,

I saw it.

Jiubai never gave up on her plan.

Jiu Yueying sneered coldly.

The secret guard's heart was shocked, "Yes."

Seven Kings Mansion,

Meng Feimo took a deep breath and walked in. The next second, his steps suddenly stiffened.

The smile adjusted by the lips also stagnated.

The very trimmed nails are deeply embedded in the palm of your hand... Ye Yanhan!

Ranbai looked at Meng Feimo, came in, raised his eyebrows lightly, and curled his lips with a curve of smiley smile, "Is there anything wrong?"

Meng Feimo lowered his head and controlled his emotions with all his strength.

Jiubai, don't force me...

Don't force me...

As he looked up, the sinisterness in Meng Feimo's eyes dissipated, looking pitifully at Ran Bai, with a pair of moist eyes that could speak without blinking, with affectionate expression, "Prince, can we talk with one step?"

A gentle tone, gentle and beautiful.

Ye Yanhan lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and his deep and beautiful eyes made people unable to see emotions.

He pursed his light-colored thin lips and poked the porridge with a spoon. Then,

His clean and slender hands held up a thin porcelain white bowl with gorgeous rose petals, and placed his beautiful hands on it, which looked particularly beautiful.

The young president looked indifferent, scooped a mouthful with a porcelain spoon, handed it to the girl's lips, opened her lips calmly: "Drink."

Ranbai: "..."

Ranbai looked at the handsome and noble man, coughed lightly, drank the glutinous rice porridge handed to his lips, nodded seriously, with a slightly bent corner of his lips, and his tone was lightly coaxed and doting: "It tastes so good."

The young president snorted, took back the porcelain spoon indifferently, and took a sip on himself.

Ye Yanhan unconsciously bit the porcelain spoon and rolled up and down.

Yes, it's quite delicious...

Very sweet.

Meng Feimo looked at the sweet scene that seemed as if no one could intervene, and his face gradually darkened.

He almost saw pink bubbles popping up around him.

It hurt Meng Feimo's eyes.

How can it be, how can it be!

Jiubai can only be his, he is the only one! He can accompany Jiubai forever!

Meng Feimo thought almost crazy, his eyes stuck to Ranbai's body, entangled.

Ranbai felt the low pressure beside him, clapped his hands and raised his eyes: "Young Master, let's talk about anything."

Meng Feimo sneered in his heart. Ye Yanhan is capable of charming Jiubai.

But so what? Jiubai can only like himself.

"Seventh Prince, this matter is of great importance and should not be heard by outsiders." Meng Feimo looked at Ye Yanhan intentionally and said.

Ranbai said "Oh" and said indifferently, "Okay."

Hearing Ranbai's words, a trace of ecstasy flashed through Meng Feimo's eyes.

really,

Ye Yanhan was just a toy in Jiubai's eyes!

At most, because Ye Yanhan is valuable, he is so good to Ye Yanhan.

But now it is involved in the serious business, how could Jiubai let Ye Yanhan be here!

Meng Feimo's mood instantly rose from the falling abyss, and even his eyes became much brighter.

He curled his lips and looked at Ye Yanhan, his posture was a little uncontrollable and proud, "Did you hear that? The Seventh Prince asked you to leave here!"

Meng Feimo's voice despised, "You can hear this kind of thing..."
Chapter completed!