Three thousand beautiful family: the bounty hunter

You are the master, I am the slave... These words are like a brand, and they are firmly imprinted on Qian Jiangyue's heart.

Qian Jiangyue leaned over, raised the wine glass, and handed it to the handsome prince's mouth.

But the prince didn't open his mouth, and the wine flowed along the corners of the prince's lips, down his neck, and onto his chest.

What do you want me to do if you ask me to drink wine without slapping my mouth?

The glass of wine was drained, but it only moistened the prince's lips.

"Let's start again." The prince still didn't open his eyes and made this sound in his throat.

Qian Jiangyue filled another glass of wine, tried to open the prince's mouth, and poured it in... Wasn't the counterattack just about feeding him wine? He didn't tell me how to feed him, just go in.

But Qian Jiangyue found that with her little strength, she couldn't open people's mouths at all...

At this time, the prince opened his eyes and suddenly startled Qian Jiangyue.

The prince pointed at her lips...

Qian Jiangyue touched her lips, "What are you doing? Why is he pointing here? Do you want me to drink too? I don't like the taste of alcohol."

Then the prince pointed to the wine glass, and finally pointed to his mouth...

Qian Jiangyue's eyes widened. He wanted to drink it himself and feed it to him... He actually wanted to take away his first kiss in such a bad way!

Qian Jiangyue was groveling just now, but now she is glaring at each other, despicable, such a despicable man, such a despicable prince!

The prince waited for a long time, but he didn't see a warm lip and the smell of wine approaching him.

"Either feed him wine or kill him," the prince said softly, but his words were as heavy as a piece of gold, weighing on Qian Jiangyue's heart. She knew very well that he was not trying to scare you, he really dared to kill her, and he could do it at any time.

Kill yourself...

Under the coercion of Prince Leshi, Qian Jiangyue took a sip of the wine in the wine glass. Although it had the aroma of wine, it still had a pungent smell of alcohol. Even though it was purely fermented in this era, the alcohol smell has been there since ancient times.

All similar...

Qian Jiangyue endured the irritating taste, holding a sip of wine in her mouth, with nine thousand reluctances in her heart to come to the prince's side.

But she found that the prince was in the bathtub, and she could only reach his mouth by kneeling down...

Qian Jiangyue gritted her teeth, knelt down, and crawled to the prince's mouth. Her cherry lips were filled with a mouthful of wine, and just like that, she handed it over to him in vain.

The prince ignored him, Qian Jiangyue didn't want the wine to stay in her mouth for one more second---------------------------------

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