Lian Qiong's eyes turned cold, but it was fleeting.

"Your Highness, the disaster is not as good as the family."

The folding fan gently knocked on Chen Fei's shoulder and said vaguely: "The price must be borne by someone."

"Your Highness..."

Lian Qiong raised the folding fan: "This Miss Cui is not a good guy. How many men have died at her hands? How many families have she caused to be destroyed? Chen Fei, when did you start to be pity for the fragrance and jade?"

"Your Highness, I'm not talking to them, I'm worried about you." Sooner or later... something will happen... if you continue like this.

His Highness looks normal.

He would rather His Highness show all his dissatisfaction and anger.

But he didn't.

Chen Fei didn't know how much stuff was pressing in his heart.

But he felt that if this continues, His Highness will sooner or later embark on a path he cannot imagine.

Lian Qiong said: "I'm fine."

Chen Fei frowned and did not continue, respectfully promised: "I will do it."

Lian Qiong laughed lazily: "After all, it's a girl, don't be too bloody, just teach a lesson, the show hasn't started yet."

"Yes." Chen Fei lowered his head.

Lian Qiong continued to walk up, and his voice slowly came: "I don't like her eyes."
Chapter completed!