Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

The young man is wearing a long white gown with a crescent moon, his posture is gentle, his hair is thick with splashes of ink, and his long hair is falling down.

In that dark black hair stood a small purple flower, which was gorgeous and delicate.

The young man looks good-looking and delicate, and when he gently lifts his eyes, the cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes is gorgeous and scorching.

Compatible with the small flower in the dark long hair, it is more delicate and beautiful, less cold and more charming.

At this moment, his expression is gentle and cold, and he slowly walks in, holding the hand of the woman beside him.

When Bailichen, who was sitting at the banquet, saw Shen Wanqing, his body was startled, and his eyes seemed to be full of disbelief.

Why is she here? !

He suddenly remembered the news reported by the dark guard.

Is it!

When the two sat down, the ministers suddenly came back to their senses.

At that moment, they couldn't believe what they saw.

The gentle and noble prime minister has a flower on his head?

A purple flower?

Is the Prime Minister a fake?

The ministers secretly looked at them again, glanced at the delicate flower that Gu Jinyan pinned on his head, and then glanced at the calm Gu Jinyan.

He looked like he was completely unmoved, didn't feel any strangeness or embarrassment, and was very calm.

like...

It was they who saw the flower eye, and that flower was made out of thin air by themselves.

The atmosphere at the banquet was quiet for a moment. The ministers peeked at Gu Jinyan and Shen Wanqing for a while, and then you looked at me, and I looked at you.

Shen Wanqing held Gu Jinyan's hand, pinched the boy's slender phalanx with his fingers, and looked at the boy's calm profile with a faint smile on his brows.

The cheeky boy...

Why not be ashamed at all!

She held the boy's hand with her backhand and intertwined her fingers.

The elegant Prime Minister turned his head suspiciously, and his feathered eyelashes covered half of his dark eyes.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Shen Wanqing held Gu Jinyan's hand with one hand, and gently pinched his earlobe with the other, and said with a light smile, "So many people are watching the Prime Minister come in with a small flower, why is the Prime Minister not responding? "

As she said that, she narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled, and whispered jokingly: "Or, the Prime Minister likes this, so that's why you are so calm?"

Facing Shen Wanqing's ridicule, Gu Jinyan's expression remained unchanged.

He held Shen Wanqing's small hand with his backhand, a faint smile dipped in his light eyes, and he leaned over and whispered.

"Qingqing, does it look good?"

Gu Jinyan suddenly asked a question.

Shen Wanqing was also slightly stunned.

In front of him, the robe of the young man Moon White Fang was snow-white, with a delicate appearance, gentle and cold.

Black silk, fair skin.

A delicate little flower was pinned in her hair.

When he smiled gently, there was a shallow smile in his plain eyes, and the cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes was a bit sultry.

Does it look good?

It's so fucking good looking!

Seeing the young man's beautiful and sultry appearance, Shen Wanqing squinted his eyes, the tip of his tongue could not help but touch his gums, and his heart was a little unbearable.

The ministers, who had been silently observing the two, didn't expect to be lucky enough to see the noble and cold Prime Minister smiling.

There was a cold breath around, and many fiery gazes fell on Gu Jinyan and Shen Wanqing's side.

Most of them are women who have not left the cabinet.

The prime minister is gentle, elegant and noble, dressed in white as the world's best, who wouldn't be moved by a woman?

Now, Gu Jinyan gave him a gentle smile, and his whole heart was lost on Gu Jinyan's body.

Seeing the fiery gazes of the surrounding women towards Gu Jinyan, Shen Wanqing beside her was a little unhappy.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the light brown eyes were full of danger and danger.

what to see!

The boy is hers!

Shen Wanqing frowned slightly, staring at the boy's frowning face, a little itchy.