Female Knight and Male Princess

The great bard Maxim once said: "Love is the most magical thing in the world. To get the love of the one you love requires more wisdom than being an emperor." Maxim has never been an emperor. , But he has a beautiful wife. When the poet's account of how he pursued his wife, he mentioned it countless times, showing his charm.

"Show your charm..." Taylor, the future emperor of the Empire of Ambrecht. Wecedes sat in the study, studying the love rules of the bards intently.

After the last failure, Taylor decided to abandon those messy love books. Practice the truth, see which famous people are happy in love, and then learn the methods from their love process. I have to say that the head of Princess Princess is indeed very agile.

He seriously pondered the charm he possessed.

First, it looks beautiful. Well, Taylor picked up the mirror and looked at the face in the mirror carefully. Except for two shallow dark circles because of reading the book of love at night, everything else is impeccable. He picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: Order Orville to order essential oils to get rid of dark circles.

Second, very rich. But how do I show that I am rich? Tyler is lost in thought, with jewels all over his body? No, no, it's not as beautiful as Renee's cow. Take Weiwei to visit the personal vault? But my treasury is in Cayenne City. Buy her a lot of things that Weiwei likes? But isn't she losing weight...

After thinking about it for a long time, Taylor's inspiration flashed, and he triumphantly wrote the second article on the paper: Instruct Orville to distribute gold coins to every staff member in the palace.

Third, knowledgeable. Regarding this point, Taylor thought he had shown it to Lan Weiwei many times, but Weiwei didn't seem to be too cold about this aspect. Looking back so far, what Taylor showed in front of Lan Weiwei was basically natural history knowledge. Women are creatures who love romance, maybe my direction is wrong.

After figuring this out, Taylor went on to write: Increase the number of reading long love poems in front of Weiwei.

Fourth, agility. The best time to show off a man's skill is when he is heroic to save the United States. There has never been such a moment, Taylor thanked the group of men in black that Garcia sent. At that time, I was very brave, and Weiwei also cried because I was worried. The princess joyfully recalled Lan Weiwei's anxious and worried expression at that time, alas, Hilde, when will you come to chase me...

Can't show his talents in times of crisis, Taylor can only find another way. He thought for a while, and a line of writing ran out from the tip of his pen on the paper: Instructing Orville to prepare for the martial arts meeting.

There are many other advantages, and Taylor feels that three days and three nights are not enough. So let's focus on these four points first. So, the next day, Orville received such an order.

Order a batch of essential oils to get rid of dark circles and hold a martial arts meeting in the palace, where the princess will recite a long love poem. On the day of the martial arts show, gold coins were distributed to all the staff in the palace.

"His Royal Highness..." Orville held the piece of paper with Taylor's order on it. "Are you really going to order me like this?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Taylor puzzled.

Orville was silent for a long time: "...I'm busy translating that diary recently. I'm tired. You should rest well, I won't bother you."

"Eh? Wait, what do you mean? You speak clearly to this princess, Orville, come back! Come back!"

Matthew knew about this. He was sitting in front of Vincent's hospital bed, and he was peeling apples while chatting with Vincent: "You said, is Taylor getting stupid lately?"

Although he doesn’t want to admit that his idol’s IQ has fallen sharply, Vincent is an honest and honest man with a stinking face: “The elves have a proverb, “A person’s behavior will affect his friends, just like a red one. There are only red butterflies beside the flowers'."

Seeing Vincent's contempt, Matthew was very dissatisfied: "Hey, is Tyler to blame me for being stupid? Let me talk about it first, I have been drinking outside recently, except when I meet him during dinner, I don't have any contact with him. "

Well, Matthew, the point of your rebuttal is wrong...

Vincent turned his face: "Then who do you blame?"

Matthew pondered: "The one who has been in contact with Taylor the most recently is probably Weiwei. This kid's head is not bright, could it be..." The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, "Taylor is so stupid, and it must be Weiwei's influence. "

In a way, you are the truth, Matthew.

Lan Weiwei, who was identified as the culprit of Taylor's IQ decline, was troubled. Taylor drew her into the study and pointed to a chair by the table: "Just sit here."

"Huh?" Although Lan Weiwei was inexplicable, she still sat in the chair obediently.

Taylor nodded in satisfaction, and said to Lan Weiwei with a serious face: "Look at me seriously, don't be distracted, and don't walk away." After speaking, he sat back at the table and continued the translation work at hand.

Eh? ! Wait a minute, what are you doing, your highness?

The confused and bitter girl Lan Weiwei sat in a chair stupidly, obeyed Taylor's orders and stared at him blankly. Damn, why should I be so obedient!

She was about to stand up and walk away, Taylor turned her head: "Don't go."

Lan Weiwei just left the chair with a centimeter fart. The stock fell back again, why should I be so obedient?

Tyler is proud, just look at me like this. The bard James once said: Men at work are the most attractive. Since the previous plan was rejected by Orville, Taylor decided to let Lan Weiwei feel her unique personality up close.

He stretched his back muscles comfortably, and straightened his already very straight figure again. The movement of the pen tip on the paper, the movement of the fingers flipping the pages of the book, even the careless silhouette that gently skips the broken hair on the sideburns, all reveal the seductive laziness and elegance.

Why is this guy radiating hormones indiscriminately again? Renee is not here. Lan Weiwei stared at Taylor boredly, not to mention, Princess Princess looks really beautiful.

Her gaze fell on Taylor's bushy eyelashes, slowly sliding down, then the tall bridge of the nose and soft lips. This beautiful face has a slender silhouette, blending the youthfulness and the intellectuality of adults.

Lan Weiwei couldn't help but swallowed secretly. Okay, I really want to touch it! The skin must be smooth and tender. And the full lips, the vermilion lips like the petals of the horse, can't describe the temptation that Princess Princess brought to Lan Weiwei. She stared at Taylor's lips in such an obsessive manner, and the small theater in her brain had expanded beyond the galaxy.

Gradually, Taylor's face began to turn red. Starting from that point on the cheek, it slowly expands to the entire face. Next came the ears, neck, and even limbs started to get hot. When Lan Weiwei noticed, Taylor's entire face could be described as cooked shrimp.

"What's the matter with you? Tyler."

Taylor gritted his teeth: "Put, you, oh, head, turn, pass, go!"

"Didn't you want me to watch you!" And don't be distracted!

"This princess said to turn it over, then turn it over!"

"You are hegemony. Power! Dictatorship. Dictatorship!" But Lan Weiwei turned around obediently.

The scorching gaze disappeared, and Taylor breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little lost again. The moment Lan Weiwei looked at him, her heart began to beat violently. It jumped faster and faster, faster and faster, until the throat was about to smoke, and Taylor was almost out of breath. That kind of feeling is sweet and exciting, I just feel so happy as long as I look at it like this.

This feeling has never appeared in the past two decades. Tyler stroked his chest. The place where the mouth is beating, if I want her to look at me again, will she be scolded...

He turned his head and found that Lan Weiwei had fallen asleep on the chair. The girl curled up on the large soft chair, little head little by little, like a chick pecking at food, and like a charming squirrel.

Tyler couldn't help but stretched out his hand, he touched the delicate skin, like a soft cloud, itchingly scratched on his heart. A little further down is Lan Weiwei's pursed lips. Because she was asleep, the girl's lips were slightly opened and closed, and the two moist lips opened slightly unconsciously, as if they were tempting Tyler to touch.

A strong impulse drove Taylor, and he hesitated, shaking his hands. Finally, the fingertips lightly fell on Lan Weiwei's lips. The lips are small and cute, and the slender fingers are drawn on it carefully, over and over again, as if the owner of the hand wants to firmly engrave this outline in his heart.

"Hmm..." Lan Weiwei let out an unconscious cry.

Taylor's hand stiffened, and when he found that the girl showed no signs of awakening, he immediately began to stroke. It was wrong to do this, and there was a voice yelling in Taylor's mind. But he can't care about anything anymore, his brain is chaotic, and his body is hot. Tyler felt a hot nose, and something came down.

"!"

When Lan Weiwei woke up, there was no one in the study room: "Ah, I fell asleep." She stood up lazily, "Where is Taylor?" After tidying up the desk, it was the diary, which he still remembered and took away.

Lan Weiwei dragged her tired steps out, and happened to ran into Orville in the corridor: "Orville, did you see Tyler?"

Orville looked annoyed: "His Royal Highness? He was in the living room, not knowing what was going on, suddenly had a nosebleed."

"Huh?" Lan Weiwei wondered, "Did you get angry?"

Well, it was really angry.

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By the way, Princess Princess touched Weiwei's lips and went to eat in a good mood.

Orville reminded Taylor who was seated: "Your Highness, you haven't cleaned your hands yet."

Tyler raised his hand that touched Lan Weiwei’s lips, and the soft and delicate touch still remained on the fingertips, which made people burst into blood, wanting to stop, and unable to extricate themselves... No, it’s going to have a nosebleed again...

He turned his head proudly: "This princess doesn't want to clean her hands today."

"But..." Orville was a little embarrassed, "Vincent has a habit of cleanliness..."

The innocent Vincent looked up, and Taylor glanced at him: "Vincent, you go to the empty table over there to eat."

Vincent:"……"

You have the opposite **** and innocent soul!