Chapter 4626: Her Royal Highness Princess Always Pampers Me 83

"You still see! I'm angry. You still watch! You are half-hearted, seeing your thoughts ... you ... you scum ..." Luo Liyan opened his tongue, and the more he scolded, the more he knew what he wanted to scold.
It was just the apricot eyes that were full of water, and scattered tears.
Yi Rongrong wasn't angry at all, and it was even more annoying.
But she couldn't help feeling that her drunken temperament was really delicate and could not help but want to take a bite.
Raising his hand, he wiped away the teardrops in Luoli Yan's eyes, joking with a smile: "It's all women, how could I have any thoughts about them."
At this time, Yi Rongrong didn't know her waistcoat, but she was picked up by a little girl who was drunk in front of her.
"Why not? You like women!" Luo Liyan shook his head hard and shook.
The eyes of Yi Yanrong's eyes were dark like a deep sea, and could not reveal a star light.
"Why do you think I like women?" He asked.
"Because you like me!" Luo Liyan's eyes moved smartly, because the wine seemed to faint.
Obviously you are staring at you, but it seems that you have not entered her line of sight, and the scratching person's heart is irritable, and she wants to use all means to carve herself into her eyes and heart.
Yi Yanrong's chest was violently undulating and he pulled Luo Liyan into his arms.
The long, powerful arm hurt around her waist.
Luo Liyan groaned dissatisfied, and the two little hands holding Yi Huarong's face were pressed tighter, so that his shallow lips beeped, completely destroying the British temperament.
Yi Rongrong lowered her eyes slightly, pampering her wanton behavior, "Yeah, since I like you, how could I like other women?"
Luo Liyan tilted his head, and seemed to be thinking about what he said. At last, his eyes widened, "Because you are scum!"
It turned out that they had been in so many worlds together, and he certainly hadn't hooked up with other women, otherwise how could it be that one world after another was with him.
But now that he was right, he would want to be with him, so he went to see other girls so brazenly.
The more he thought about it, the more Luo Luoyan felt wronged.
She hammered Yi Yirong's chest hard, trying to break away from his embrace, but held her tighter.
"You let go of me! I don't want you anymore, I'm going to find another younger brother." Luo Liyan's small head was buried in Yi Huarong's arms, holding his arm firmly.
Yi Yanrong was stunned and anxious, biting her two bitterly, "Little brother? Whose fame does Yan Yan fancy? Or Wu Yibin?"
"Who?" Luo Liyan crooked his head and looked at Yi Huarong, not quite sure what he was talking about.
I always feel like I'm being held down by a pot, I can't help but raise my hand and touch my head.
"Forget it, you tell me, which son do you want to find?" Yi Rongrong didn't want to talk about Wu Yibin any more, so he had to change his method.
Although this little girl in her arms should not look down on the five big and three rough men, but thinking of her curiosity about Wu Yibin, Yi Yanrong still felt like she was in the throat.
"As long as I look handsome, I like it." There were too many faces in Luo Liyan's head.
She felt familiar, but none of them could be named.