Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1945: Please, help me

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"His Royal Highness really couldn't stand the blow, but with a little setback, he turned himself into such a decadent appearance. I don't know, I thought that His Royal Highness has been abolished."

The girl's voice is crisp and sweet, like drinking an ice spring.

But her tone was scornful and arrogant.

"Who!"

The drunk man patted the table abruptly and staggered to his feet.

He squinted his eyes, as if he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

The smell of alcohol made the entire luxurious bedroom full of alcohol.

"Tsk..."

Ye Qing dropped her hands around her chest, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a sneer under her eyes: "It seems that I have come for nothing today."

After that, she turned around.

The hem of the fire-like skirt swept across an arc like a blazing sunset.

The man stared at the arc.

The pupil shrank suddenly, staggering forward, and chasing a few steps.

With a "puff", he fell heavily to the ground.

The dragon totem with its teeth and claws on the man's body also seemed to lose its ferocity at this moment.

Ye Qing paused in his footsteps.

She turned around slowly and looked down at the man who fell to the ground in a panic: "Leng Fengying, what else do you want to say?"

The man in front of him is the former second prince, the current prince, Leng Fengying.

That handsome, seemingly harmless face has long been covered by depression and vicissitudes.

Leng Fengying struggled, trying to get up from the ground.

But when he was drunk, he couldn't lift a bit of strength.

The whole person is like stepping on cotton.

Yes, his consciousness told him clearly.

Never let the girl in front of you leave.

This girl is his god!

Leng Fengying is drunk and can't see who the person is.

There is only a strong sense of familiarity, and the kind of feeling that makes him inexplicably fearful.

Dominates him to save Ye Qingluo.

"Don't go...Don't go..."

Leng Fengying murmured in panic, with a raised hand, weakly grasping in the direction of Ye Qingluo.

But he can't catch anything.

"Help me...help me, please..."

Leng Fengying at this time, how can there be a half-point warmth, half-point vigor, half-point royal nobleness?

He was depressed, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

Just thinking about holding on tightly, begging her to save herself from this deep and hot quagmire.

Ye Qingluo looked at him so coldly.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

In her memory, Leng Fengying may be no match for Leng Fenghua in appearance.

However, his later burst of aura, as well as his ability and mind, surpassed Leng Fenghua.

Unexpectedly, Leng Fengying nowadays.

The ability to bear it is so bad.

If it weren't for the Mu family's youngest child, she really didn't want to have anything to do with this Leng Fengying.

She snorted and walked slowly in front of Leng Fengying.

Long fingers, holding a pill.

With a fingertip, the pill drew a graceful arc in mid-air.

The pill steadily fell into Leng Fengying's mouth.

He looked up at her blankly.

When the pill is ingested, the extremely bitter and spicy taste fills the mouth.

Leng Fengying only feels a splitting headache.

He hugged his head and beat it hard.

From beginning to end, Ye Qingluo put his arms around his chest and watched coldly.

About half the time.

Leng Fengying gradually stopped the painful howling.

Falling to the ground, her twisted figure holding her head gradually relaxed a lot.

He panted heavily, held his head, and slowly raised his head.

In the eye, it is a girl in red, with flames like fire, like a nine-day mysterious girl.

The beautiful face of the allure, without emotion, extremely indifferent.