C12

You can only be mine

Chu Molan recovered from his stupor, only to discover that unknowingly, Qinglan had already flipped over and pressed him down below.

As for her, she was kneeling on his lower abdomen with her slender jade-like hands pinching his carotid artery. Her gaze was ice-cold and cold as she looked at him.

It had to be said that it was very soft-hearted of a man of peerless beauty to make such an expression.

Qinglan's hand shook as the expression in her eyes darkened.

Chu Molan blinked his eyes, seizing the chance when Qinglan was relaxed, he moved like lightning and suddenly grabbed Qinglan's wrist.

The Azure Mist was shocked, the form instantly changed.

Chu Molan pinched her wrist and with a light tug, he immediately threw himself into his embrace as if he was throwing himself into his arms.

Qinglan still wanted to resist but Chu Molan didn't give her a single chance. He tightly hugged her and couldn't move at all.

"Be good and don't move anymore. If you don't want to, I'll endure it." Chu Molan muttered, "But if you continue to be disobedient and do nothing, I will not guarantee the consequences."

Hearing this, QingLan no longer moved, but she still felt a bit depressed in the bottom of her heart.

It was one thing if he couldn't defeat this man, but he had gained the upper hand with great difficulty when he relaxed his mind. In the end, he had used a little trick on her and completely defeated her advantage!

However, things had already reached this point. QingLan could only console herself. Everyone had a heart of beauty, not to mention a scheme by such a monstrous genius. It was understandable that she didn't investigate him for a while.

Since he had decided to endure that desire, Chu Molan naturally had to do something else to divert his attention.

"Why did you escape from Prince Rong's Mansion today?"

Chu Molan's tone was a little unhappy.

Originally, he did not plan to keep her in the Prince Rong's Mansion for a long time. It was just that before everything was settled, he did not wish for this girl to go out and ruin his plans.

Fortunately, when she left, she had dealt with the matters that needed to be dealt with. Otherwise, she would have been the third prince's consort the moment she came out. She wouldn't have been as simple as she was now if she wanted the Emperor to change the imperial edict.

"You kept me under house arrest, and I didn't escape. Instead, I stayed in the Prince Rong's Mansion and became your mistress?"

Qinglan's words sounded bad, so Chu Molan frowned.

"You don't want to be my forbidden daughter, don't tell me you want to be Chu Qianye's forbidden daughter?"

When he thought about how Gu Qinglan had chased after him relentlessly, and how everyone in the imperial city knew about it, Chu Molan felt extremely depressed and depressed in his heart.

However, QingLan was agitated by his words. She sneered and said, "Is there something wrong with your head?" Is he even worthy? "

Chu Molan immediately laughed: "Of course he isn't worthy!"

After that, he hurriedly asked, "What about me? Am I worthy? "

After asking this question, he felt that he had gone foolish. Why would he ask such a foolish question? Thus, he hurriedly tried to salvage the situation.

"Of course I'm qualified. Other than me, no one else is qualified."

Qinglan was amused by his series of questions and answers. She wanted to laugh, but she felt that it wasn't appropriate. Being defined as being a forbidden woman, anger should be the correct way to deal with it, right?

The next moment, QingLan beat him up and asked, "Are you even qualified to fart?"

Chu Molan's face instantly darkened. Because he knew Gu Qinglan's personality, he didn't bother about her vulgar words. He clenched his teeth and asked: "Then who do you want to become a forbidden force?"

When he asked, his eyes could not stop the cold light. He looked like he would be able to tear that person into thousands of pieces if he said the name.

"I don't want to be the mistress of anyone. If you are willing to be my mistress, I will accept it!"

Chu Molan thought for a moment, then nodded: "Sure, then you're mine too, you can only be mine."

"Do you still think it's a good word to say to her?" she asked.

"Isn't it?" Chu Molan's eyes flashed with confusion, "If you want to possess something by yourself that no one else can touch, it must not be some bad phrase, right?"

Qinglan paused for a moment.

Well, their thoughts were not in the same era, and she remembered that in some beautiful novels, the word "celibate" referred to the patrician child.

Seeing that Qinglan was silent, Chu Molan smiled, "Then it's a promise!"