Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

No, do both of you have mind-reading devices?Where did you buy it? I want to get one too.

Yan Ce felt that danger was coming to him.

Fusu tilted her head, leaned her upper body forward, and observed the boy's cute reaction: "It's okay, as long as you confess, I don't care."

Chapter 620 The Eighth First Failure of a Life Mentor

Yan Ce would never believe that Princess Fusu would not care.

Don't care what you ask for?

With Fusu's gentle nature, if he confesses, a super-expansion is activated in an instant, and millions of corpses are floating, and the prince is given the punishment of eternal imprisonment, ascending to the throne, and embarking on the bright road of blackening a tyrant.

This timeline must have been abolished in the process of juicing, after all, Xiao Huangben's scripts are all written in this way.

Looking away from the girl's increasingly beautiful appearance, Yan Ce blinked, and said, "I have acted aboveboard all my life."

Opening your mouth is a lie, and it is hopeless.

Looking at the "Bright Assassin" student Yan Xiaoce, Fu Su brushed aside the hair in front of his forehead, thought for a while, and showed a faint smile.

"Sit down first, I just came back soon, so I won't prepare red tape."

Fusu's soft smile made Yan Ce feel more uneasy, as if he was being judged.

The jurors are a group of melon-eaters watching the theater, and the judge is the little princess Fusu, but the small hammer in his hand for judging good and evil has been changed to a ship-cutting knife, and he can be chopped directly without cutting the wrong words.

But the "frankness" in my heart defeated the anxiety.

His weird expression surprised the prince girl a little. The girl stepped on the floor with her bare feet and made a "da da" sound, and pressed him on the seat a little bit forcefully.

"You didn't leave a single gap when you calculated me, but you struggled when you lied."

"People are weird."

Yan Ce sighed.

"It's the strangest thing to come out of your mouth." When Fusu spoke, Fusu let out a slight gasp. The rather thick black dress was tightly attached to the upper body, and the skin on the neck was hot. Reddish, but because of the boy's sudden attack, she changed into a lighter summer dress before she had time.

The long black hair fell down to the shoulders like a waterfall. After a while, the hair grew longer, almost to the waist. The black prince has changed a lot from the gentle girl back then.

But at least the topic is within Yan Ce's grasp, as long as he avoids sensitive areas, there will be no problems, and he is a little confident in the skill of communicating with girls.

The girl broke some tea leaves, and then the hot water bubbled up. The tea leaves stretched in the cup, and with the rising heat, the tea fragrance permeated.

"Bitter tea, turn off the fire. Do you want to drink?"

"it is good."

The expression of "Planned" flashed in his eyes, and Yan Ce had already foreseen that the topic would gradually return to the right track.

Fusu pushed the freshly brewed tea in front of him and stared into his eyes with the same gentle smile as always.

Seeing the bitter tea in his throat, Fusu hooked the ends of his hair, and wrote lightly: "I don't really want to have a brother or sister at this time. Although I can guess the result, I still want to ask, didn't I do it?"

"..."

Yan Ce covered his mouth and swallowed back the tea that had choked into his throat, and the blood covered his cheeks in an instant.

Everything is under my control... Damn, what the hell, innocent, I don't understand what you are talking about!Give me back that innocent and cute girl who is easy to fool.

"what are you saying?"

Yan Ce covered his heart while panting heavily, he was almost choked to death by the water just now.

"Is it because I didn't express clearly?" Fusu pointed at the arc of his lips, "Mother, isn't she pregnant with a child?"

Pure girl, did you lose the silver festival, or the gold festival, or the copper festival in the juicer?

If someone else asked, Yan Ce would definitely not be embarrassed by the nervous explosion, but in front of the girl, the tempered steel face is as thin as paper.

Yan Ce's expression was stiff, his first reaction was that he was broken, and his second reaction was that Fusu was broken.

"Seeing your reaction is not yet, but I have done a lot of things during the time I left Xianyang." Fusu took a sip of bitter tea.

Yan Ce's voice became serious, "How could Your Majesty and I—"

Fu Su didn't care how Yan Ce would explain, but just gently went around behind and hugged him, quietly listening to the increasingly rapid heartbeat, and the scorching breath from his lowered face landed on his side face.

"You can't believe a word you say when you're serious."

"You are very interested in all topics related to your mother, including the expressions you inadvertently show when you get along with other women. It is impossible to fake. Shangguan, she deliberately targeted at the beginning... It can't be called targeting, but it is too strict. Seriously, from that moment on, I should have realized it earlier."

The thin underwear under the fine clothes seemed to stick to every piece of tender skin, pressing lightly on his back, and the soft and soothing smell of the girl's body was refreshing.

It does smell good, but I'm really here to talk about business, not about bed...

Yan Ce felt that if he didn't do something, he might have to confess here tonight.

"Fusu, the temporary loss of ownership of the throne will have a big impact on you, but we should calmly choose to deal with it in the right way."

At the moment when he tried to change the topic, Yan Ce seemed to see the brilliance in her eyes. He thought he was wrong, but his intuition told him that this girl was the gentle and lovely girl in his cognition, but there was something different.

He is more mature, with a hint of the strength that the first emperor should have. It is not that the young man is incapable of subduing the prince, but he has never thought of resisting.

"I'm very happy that you won." Fusu hugged him even tighter, "Although I lost a lot, you know that the throne is very important to me, but not that important."

Are you kidding me?But I can't hear the slightest hint of a joke. Are you going to eat up and have a good time here?