Chapter 171： Conceited Beauty Snake

She did not doubt what the masked face looked like.

She felt subconsciously that the face of Big Ice Cube should not have been disfigured. When she was in college, she would also read a few novels. Many male protagonists also hid his true face by disfiguring. She felt that Big Ice Cube Maybe it's the same.

She hadn't rubbed a large ice cube before, so he took off his mask to show her, but every time he either ignored himself or walked away alone, so that she never dared to speak again.

Now that he is drunk and powerless, if she took the opportunity to take off his mask and then return to her original position, God would not know it, and would it be possible to correct her doubts these days?

She licked the corner of her mouth, slowly stretched out her hand, and bounced in her heart, feeling as if she had unveiled her eighteen-year-old ritual to her parents, curiosity, expectation, and alas.

When her hand was about to cover that aspect, the thick curled long eyelashes moved slightly, she thought he was about to wake up, and was shocked that she quickly retracted her hand.

But it turned out he was still asleep.

It turned out to be a false alarm, and Chu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, how did he feel a bit guilty?

After a while, she stretched out her hand again, and this time went well. When she put her finger on the cold mask, the big ice cube didn't respond. She smiled slyly, and put her finger on the finger gently, and then lifted the mask. .

But when the mask slowly broke away from the face of the big ice cube, her heart was suddenly lost.

What if you know or don't know the true content of the big ice cube?

What if she had a good face and wasn't destroyed?

What if she looks ruined and beyond recognition?

Is Zhenrong really so important?

If the face is intact and the big ice cube has not left his mask for ten years, there must be his reason. Why did she break this balance for her own selfishness?

If her face is ruined, then what qualifications does she have to get rid of his scars, isn't he to sprinkle salt on his wound?

Chu Qingyan, Chu Qingyan, make friends, have nothing to do with face, no place, no wealth.

Aren't you abandoning those who spy on your privacy?

Why do you want to be someone you hate?

She slowly retracted her hands, her eyes suddenly cleared, and no more fog appeared.

She must respect the big ice cube. Unless he is conscious and willing to let her know, she will never do this secretly when he is unconscious!

With that decision in mind, she felt like she was full of fun!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Hinin had returned.

"Master, are you going to rest? Tomorrow is about to leave Beijing. The slave is worried that you should lose your energy tomorrow." Xining asked with concern, with almond eyes widened.

Chu Qingyan heard a smile and said, "I'll sit for a while and the wine will go up. Sometimes it will be uncomfortable. As long as that time passes, I will return to the room."

Xining nodded. "The master said it makes sense," and watching his master stare at Wang Ye intently, feeling a little funny. "Master, you know, this is the first time in many years that a slave has seen a king drunk. "

This topic provoked her interest, "Is it true that the Prince rarely used to drink?"

"It's not rare to drink. It should be said that almost no alcohol drips on weekdays. The people in the government have never seen the king drunk. Occasionally, they come back to the palace banquet with alcohol, but that is nothing."

Since the master and his son gradually gained a foothold in the royal palace, Xining felt that he was the first confidant around his master and it was necessary to grasp all kinds of information in the palace, and it was mainly centered around the things around the grandpa so that the time would The master can come in handy when he needs it. This is not the case. Now I can talk about the Lord ’s affairs and accompany the master to relieve the boredom.

Chu Qingyan nodded, and turned to look at the person lying peacefully on his side. There was a touch of pity in his eyes. Why would a person who rarely touched wine drink so drunk today?

Is it because you want to leave Beijing?

Or was it because of a long backlog of emotions that broke out?

The big ice cube is a person with extremely demanding self-discipline. He is quite self-disciplined and can cause his emotions to collapse. How much pain did he have to endure before it broke out?

She couldn't imagine it.

In fact, those who crush the camel need only a straw.

For the Fuli Mountains this time, it seems that for large ice blocks, it is not just as simple as mining. However, she knows only a limited amount and cannot analyze why it is, so she has no clue at present.

Maybe she could ask the fire spirits.

It was late at night, and she couldn't hold it a little. When she saw the big ice cube was asleep, she was relieved and took Xining back to her room.

When the door was closed, one master and one servant left.

The person hiding in the corner slowly walked out, his eyes flashed a triumph, and finally waited for Chu Qingyan to leave.

Then looking around, the orange skirt slid across the wall, step by step towards Xiao Xu's room, silent.

The onion jade fingers rested on the door, pushed it gently, opened a gap through which a person could pass, immediately drilled in, and then closed the door neatly.

When Chu Qingyan was leaving, the candlelight on the table was blown out, and the room was a little dark at this time.

But the bright moonlight was projected on the ground through the window screen, reflecting the faint light.

When the person adapts to the light and darkness, this little light is enough for everything in the room.

She held her breath, feeling that the people in the room were calm and already asleep, and she felt a joy in her heart, walking slowly towards the bed lightly.

She would come to this room several times a day. She knew all the arrangements, so she came to Xiao Xu's bed with ease.

The clear glimmer shone on those on the couch, carrying sacred and inviolable holiness.

The shredded long hair was laid on the couch, forming a sharp contrast with his smooth skin, as if with a breath of abstinence, and the closed eyes possessed the thick and curled length that made women envy. eyelash.

I didn't see his face, but he was dumped by him.

The person in front of the bed was already foolish.

If not in the ordinary time, she would not be able to look at her master with such bold eyes.

Because that's the following offense.

But now, no one knows, and Wang Ye has fallen asleep, and no one will come to bother.

Suddenly she smiled lowly, tonight, she must have turned herself into the Lord ’s person, otherwise this time, I do not know when the Lord Lord will return, if she waits until her old pearls are yellow, it will lose its value, Moon Princess, I ’m afraid she It's just an abandoned son.

She had no hope at all, but tonight Dr. Wang was drunk and gave her a light.

In order to survive and to become rich and rich, she had to resort to risky moves.

The person on the bed is her long-cherished prince, and it is crazy to want to take her own heart.

So she couldn't wait to reach out to Xiao Xu's belt.

The moonlight was deserted, but it brightened her greedy eyes.

She is Orange Yi.

I believe in the orange wealth in the wealth insurance.