Chapter 1105 You Protect All Beings, I Protect You [49]

Yan Fan paused.

The sleeve of his white heart was held pitifully by the girl, and Shen Wanqing raised her head, "You haven't given me the kiss you promised me just now! Give me a kiss quickly, or I'm going to die~~ "

Yan Fan's long eyelashes drooped slightly. Looking at the girl's aggrieved expression, he suddenly remembered the empress' confrontation with him just now.

Yan Fan's eyes dimmed inadvertently, he looked at the girl who was pouting and leaned over to kiss her, and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, he narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "No kiss."

Saying that, Yan Fan let go of his hand, and his fingertips were unhurriedly arranging the slightly wrinkled snow-white monk uniform.

Shen Wanqing looked at the young man's indifference, full of disbelief, "You turned me down!!!"

Yan Fan raised his eyebrows lazily, "Can't you? Or is it that His Highness intends to force Yan Fan?"

Shen Wanqing: "?"

She was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Wanqing leaned over and touched the young man's cheek with his hands up and down, "Could it be that he was dropped? Who is so good at disguise? Can you fabricate such a beautiful face as my family's Yan Fan?"

Listening to Shen Wanqing's exclamation, Yan Fan couldn't laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand and waved away the claws that were kneading his cheek, "Don't take advantage of the little monk!"

Looking at the young man who refused to touch and kiss, Shen Wanqing's eyes were full of disbelief.

After going out for a short while, she obediently disappeared! ?

"Yesterday, you were not like this! That poor little boy who cried like a tearful man!!" Shen Wanqing looked at Yan Fan accusingly.

The evil and enchanting monk casually held back his snow-white sleeves, he curled his lips and replied perfunctorily, "That's not a little monk, Your Highness misread it!"

"You still call me Your Highness! Yan Fan, you've turned upside down, right! Change it back for me!"

Yan Fan looked at the girl who was complaining madly at him, his narrow peach eyes slightly narrowed. The young man suddenly reached out and pinched the girl's cheeks, and the girl's mouth pouted like a puffer fish.

He looked at her quietly with long eyelashes and dark blue pupils, "Qingqing, I hope you understand that this kind of me is the real me. I'm just an obscure and stubborn monk in Fanyin Temple. , there is only an empty skin, are you sure you want to accept me like this?"

The girl's cheeks were pinched by him, and her mouth was pouting, "Well... but... but... I just... just want you... your... beauty... what should I do... other I... I Nothing... nothing... just you..."

The girl's pale crimson mouth was pouted, and her speech was vague, but extremely cute.

Yan Fan looked at the girl and narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome and sinister face held back a hint of indifference, he rubbed the girl's cheek with his fingertips, and whispered dangerously and ambiguously, "The empress is more important or the little monk?"

"what?"

Shen Wanqing was stunned, she didn't understand why Yan Fan compared him with the empress.

"Huh?" Yan Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone gradually became dangerous, "Is it difficult to answer?"

"No, no, no...not difficult...not difficult to answer..." She pouted, but her eyes were firm, "Of course...of course...you are the most important..."

Yan Fan raised his eyes in satisfaction, "Very good! I will give you a reward."

His lips were thin and soft, he stroked them lightly, and bit them.

Shen Wanqing opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. The snow-white monk's clothes were solemn and holy, but her peach blossom eyes were full of charm and evil, against the bright cinnabar mole——

It's just terrible.

From playing to playing, to making trouble, Yan Fan, who is no longer confused after crying, is still that unscrupulous and beautiful monk.