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047 Loving someone is irrational(2/2)

A trace of invisible strange color flashed through Zhu Jiuli's eyes, and he knew that Xia Qinghuan had not told him the truth.

He smiled and said, "I blurted out for a moment, and I don't want the Third Emperor brother to say that. You are my woman. I will definitely let you get all the happiness and will never let others bully you."

Hearing such heartwarming words, Xia Qinghuan lowered her eyes and showed shyness. She believed that Xiang Zhujiu was real. Why did she just want to enjoy the sincerity of this moment if she cared about it?

There are only ten days left, so I don’t want to think about the future anymore.

Xia Qinghuan said softly: "Thank you... Thank you for your love, I will remember it for the rest of my life."

"Follower, thank you no matter what you say. If you don't thank you, take action if you want to thank you." Xiang Zhujiu said with one hand, he had already reached under her lower abdomen.

"Ah..." Xia Qinghuan screamed in shock... He really didn't matter what the occasion... Are he used to being willful and arbitrary?

"Don't do anything randomly. Your third prince is still staring at you all the time, wanting to catch your handle. Um..." Xia Qinghuan had just finished speaking, and a feeling of relief came from her heart, which made her unable to help but feel slight.

Xiang Zhujiu's eyes immediately became deep and hot. The force on his hands felt uncomfortable through a layer of dress, so he quietly reached his feet and stomped his feet all the way under the skirt.

"Xiang Zhujiu..." Xia Qinghuan gasped and gasped. The lights in the lobby were brightly lit. Although it was under the table, there were other people sitting not far away...

Fortunately, Xiang Zhujiu just blocked the person... and Xia Qinghuan was the only one on the left, Xiang Yujue, who was on the first position, and he sat in the center, and could not see the situation on her side at all.

This gave Xiang Zhujiu even more capital to be a hooligan.

"Huan'er..." Xiang Zhujiu called her lightly, ignored the warning in her eyes, picked up the wine glass and drank another glass of wine.

"Xiang Zhujiu..." Xia Qinghuan lowered his voice and almost gritted his teeth.

But when he reached into Zhujiu's skirt, he didn't stop. He teased her with thin gauze on the inside of her big retreat. The palms were hot, and the touch made Xia Qinghuan tremble unconsciously.

This was really exciting... Xia Qinghuan couldn't stand it at all. The people in the lobby were singing and laughing, and the lights were bright. He was still drinking and talking to the officials at the next table on Zhujiu's side, but his hands kept teasing her...

Damn, how could he do both things?

Xia Qinghuan stretched out her hands to pinch his arm, pinched his strong arms twice, but Xiang Zhujiu continued to chat with the officials next to her without any pain... His expression was as normal as he did, and he had a faint smile.

"The Ninth Prince looks really good recently. It seems that this woman's role is better than any magic pill." The official was a terrifying person, so he naturally knew how to pat Xiang Zhujiu's most energetic person now.

"That's it, that's it." Xiang Zhujiu smiled: "This feels so wonderful."
Chapter completed!
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