Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 712 The dream is actually cold and beautiful!

A pair of deep eagle owls looked at her for a moment, and Lin Xiaomi really didn't know what to say and refused, so he had to put his hand up.

In the next moment, he was pulled into the dance floor by a man.

His movements were a little hard, and she almost slammed into his arms.

With a thin, big hand on her waist, the heat of the palm of the hand rushed in through the thin fabric.

The skin around the waist seems to be hot.

Lin Xiaomi didn't know why, suddenly she was nervous, she wanted to be a little farther away from him, but when she was moving, the big hand on her waist forced her to put her in her arms, and the big hand was attached to her waist. I don't know if it is her illusion. She always feels that she has a little bit of a relationship between her relatives.

"Mr. Cold, I am sorry, I don't know how to dance, it's not as good as us..."

"It doesn't matter, I can teach you."

The man's eagle looked at her intently, and the black scorpion was even more embarrassed than the stars in the night sky.

Lin Xiaomi just looked at it and seemed to be sucked in.

Cold and brilliant, wanting to take a step, thin lips almost touch her forehead.

"Do you like this party? I designed it for the first time, and I don't know if I can like girls." The man's hoarse voice rang in his ear, and it was **** to wonder if it would be in a dream.

"It's really beautiful, every girl will like it. You can see the smile on these people's faces."

"Do you like it? They are not important. What matters is whether you like it or not."

Lin Xiaomi’s heart moved slightly, and the subconsciously looked up. He also just coveted her. The five senses of Fengshen’s handsomeness were reflected in the lanterns, and the gentleness could overflow the water. The dark eagle was full of concealed. deep feeling.

The heartbeat suddenly became a rhythm and the face was red.

"Of course I like it too. Mr. Leng is so romantic. The mother of Junli must have been very happy before." Lin Xiaomi staggered his eyes and sneaked a slap in the face, deliberately saying that Jun Lin’s mother tried to break the atmosphere of confusion.

Leng Yuhuang looked at her faintly, suddenly raised her hand, and shattered her broken hair into the ear, and the rough fingertips inadvertently rubbed into the delicate skin of her cheek. Lin Xiaomi was flustered and sneaked. He said hoarsely: "Don't move."

Like being a little bit of a hole, Lin Xiaomi suddenly froze.

The fingertips ran across her cheeks, holding the broken hair, slid across her ears, and finally stayed on the white tender ears.

There is Lin Xiaomi's sensitivity, feeling, and there is a shudder on his body. He has never tried to be touched by a man's fingertips. I don't know why, but there is a little love between the flustered.

As if wishing his fingertips to stay a little more.

Leng Yuhuang looked at her reaction with satisfaction, her fingertips loosened her white earrings, her fingers slid down a little bit along her back, and finally stayed at the waist: "She is of course very blessed, she used to complain about me." I said that she didn't come to bed in the morning, always late, Alice, you said this can blame me? The man's nature is so, when you see a woman you like, you can't help but want to get close, do you say yes? ”

Lin Xiaomi didn't understand what he meant. Some people couldn't believe it. He was so bold. In front of so many people, he dared to openly use her words to tease her.

They are not relatives, but they even know each other because they are just coming.

He kept saying that he only liked the mother of the king, what is he doing now?

Lin Xiaomi thought that before the cold Jun Lin said that Leng Yuhuang always brought a woman home, she was so upset.

What affection is illusion.

What did he think of her? Those casual women?

Whether it is the shape condition or the status status, he does make it difficult for every woman to be tempted, but the behavior is somewhat despicable.

Lin Xiaomi looked at the closer his face, and he was very careless about stepping on him with his heel.

Cold and stunned, Lin Xiaomi immediately retired: "Sorry, stepped on you, I said I will not jump."

I said sorry on my mouth, but I didn’t mean sorry for my face. When I finished, I turned and walked straight out of the dance floor.

Her foot was very heavy, and she said that her toes were trampled off, and she tried to catch her, but she jumped like a flexible rabbit.

It is cold and beautiful, standing in the same place, half a day of pain can not move.

Tang Fengmo has been eating with the cold Jun, but his eyes are involuntarily paying attention to the movement there.

When the cold master who saw the genre was used by the beautiful man, he was kicked by a slap in the face, and it was a schadenful laugh.

The cold belly was eaten by the little belly, and at this time, a look of disgusted look at Tang Feng Mo: "Are you crazy? Smile so sloppy."

Tang Feng groaned and poked his head: "Is it awkward?"

Wretchedness should be used to describe the cold master just right.

Seeing that Lin Xiaomi came over, the cold Jun will be rushing over, but a pair of small hands are oily, afraid of soiling Lin Xiaomi’s clothes, thinking about it, and smashing it under the clothes of Tang Feng’s clothes, this is the way to Lin Xiaomi: "Beads, what's wrong with you, how do you look angry, who made you angry?"

Lin Xiaomi was angry in his heart. He saw the cold face with a cute little face. The anger eased a few points, but he thought that his bad father could not control his anger.

"I'm fine, a little sleepy, go back to the room and go to bed."

Finish, push him gently and turn and walk towards the stairs.

Leng Junlin wants to go with her, but it is obvious that Lin Xiaomi is not feeling well now.

Leng Yuhuang finally slowed down the pain, and some stiff came over.

Leng Jun was annoyed at him: "Dad, are you bullying beads? She doesn't even like me!"

"What time is it, who will let you play here, don't go back to sleep!"

The cold prince screamed loudly and turned and ran away.

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Lin Xiaomi returned to the room and threw the clothes directly into the trash can, soaked in a hot bath, and carefully washed the place where he touched the waist.

But I didn't expect that she had that dream again at night.

But this time, reflecting the lanterns outside, she actually looked at the man's face in a vague way.

Cold brilliant!

How could it be him!

Lin Xiaomi was awakened, and the sky outside was not fully lit.

She sat on the bed with her head in her head, and the pictures of the shy people in her dreams flashed in her mind.

This time, she looked at the man's face very emotionally.

The man who was entangled in her dreams turned out to be cold and brilliant.

Her dreams of doing such a dream are already shameful, and I didn’t expect the object to be the father of the king.

Lin Xiaomi is somewhat unacceptable. Isn’t it a flower idiot?