Chapter 950

"Yes It is... " Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally. A personal name flashed quickly in her mind. Ouyang Shaochen had already guessed the truth. She couldn't fool him. She had to select a suitable person to deal with Ouyang Shaochen

"I can tell the truth and falsehood in your words. Don't lie to me again. Otherwise, I'll send people to investigate immediately and find out the consequences after finding out the truth..."

The icy warning sound suddenly sounded, drilling into the eardrum, reaching to the heart. Murong Xue's slender body suddenly trembled. His intention in the heart was instantly destroyed by the blow. He blurted out: "it's Zhao Zhengyin, the northern king of Mobei."

Ouyang Shaochen handsome beauty facial instant black is about to drop out ink: "how can you pull up relation with him?" He was only a few days late, and she even provoked Zhao Zhengyin Zhao Zhengyin is not an ordinary person, but the king of Zhenbei in Mobei. He has excellent martial arts skills and uses his army like a God

"I have nothing to do with Zhao Zhengyin, but luoyunxi has something to do with him." For fear that Ouyang Shaochen doesn't understand, Murong Xue explains in a hurry: "it's the Rong that I'm easy to Sweetheart Zhao Zhengyin is as like as two peas, Yunxi's sweetheart. Luoyunxi disappeared. Zhao Zhengyin saw me and thought I was her... "

Ouyang Shaochen looks gloomy more terrible, cold looking at Murong snow, did not speak.

"I didn't lie this time. I don't believe you can send someone to investigate. Luoyunxi is a real person. Now 17 years old, he is the princess of the town of Mobei." Murong Xue looked directly at Ouyang Shaochen and said: "when I changed face I don't know as like as two peas. Zhao Zhengyin recognized the wrong person. I can't be blamed... "

Ouyang Shaochen's corner of the mouth curved a cool thin smile: "you are not luoyunxi, why don't you tell Zhao Zhengyin Ming?" Her real appearance is totally different from luoyunxi. As long as she washes her face and changes her face, she can get rid of Zhao Zhengyin. But she doesn't wash her face, so she swings around in front of Zhao Zhengyin with her face that looks like Luoyun River

"I'm not shaking in front of Zhao Zhengyin!" By the way, in order to get rid of me, I'm looking for a good voice in Beijing

"OK, ok Don't talk to me about the purpose of your face changing. I just want to ask, why didn't you refuse when Zhao Zhengyin held you? " Ouyang Shaochen snapped off Murong Xue's words and looked at her coldly.

Murong Xue said in a hurry: "I refused. As soon as Zhao Zhengyin touched me, I refused..." It's just that Zhao Zhengyin hugs him so tightly that she doesn't push it away for a while, which makes him smell

Ouyang Shaochen looked at murongxue for a moment, but did not speak. Murong Xue was seen by him. He felt weak and said, "I can't blame this matter..." She doesn't want to be hugged by Zhao Zhengyin, and she doesn't want to be infected with his breath

Ouyang Shaochen suddenly reaches out and grabs her lapel. With a tug, the button on her skirt collapses in an instant, and it falls off, revealing the scarlet belly bag inside

"What are you doing?" Murong snow is angry, stretched out his hand and patted Ouyang Shaochen's hand, and glared at him.

"You still want to keep this dress with Zhao Zhengyin's smell..." Ouyang Shaochen squinted at Murong Xue, and his dark pupil flashed.

Murong snow quickly shook his head: "of course not."

"If you don't want to, what are you doing with it?" Ouyang Shaochen asks coldly.

"I didn't have a skirt. I threw it away. What am I wearing?" Murong Xue is not angry.

"Wear my robe." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, grabbing murongxue's lapel, peeling off the skirt, kneading it into a ball, throwing it into the corner, opening the dark grid, taking out a snow colored robe, which is going to be put on Murong Xue's body. I don't want to, the light fire lotus fragrance, mixed with if there is no cold plum fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose, Ouyang Shaochen's face sank again, looked at Murong Xue and said: "on your belly pocket It seems that Zhao Zhengyin's breath has also been dyed... "

"It can't be..." Murong Xue shook her head and raised her hand to protect her chest. Her skirt was not thick but not thin. Zhao Zhengyin's cold plum breath could not pass through her skirt and dye it to her belly pocket.

"But I can smell cold plum." Ouyang Shaochen said coldly and stretched out his hand to tear off Murong Snow's belly bag and threw it into the corner.

Murong Xue was so angry that she grabbed her skirt and put it on her body. She punched Ouyang Shaochen and bullied her again. She was so angry

Ouyang Shaochen leaned slightly to avoid Murong Xue's attack. He put his arm around her waist and pressed her on the ice velvet blanket. He looked at her for a moment. His dark eyes were as deep as ink

Murong Xue's eyelids jumped violently when he saw it. With a bad premonition in his heart, he glared at Ouyang Shaochen and said, "you What do you do... "

"It seems that you are also stained with cold plum fragrance. I will cover it for you." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice. His slender hands were wandering on Murong Xue's body

Murong Xue is speechless. Does she smell cold plum? It's too exaggerated to say. How can Zhao Zhengyin's cold plum fragrance be dyed on her body with a layer of skirt and a layer of belly bag

Moistening touch comes from her lips. Murong Xue suddenly returns to her mind and sees Ouyang Shaochen's poetic and picturesque face close at hand, and her thin lips toss and kiss on her lips

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