The First Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Nine Chapters Domineering Female Emperor vs Calamitous Minister (Forty-Nine)

1687. Chapter 1687 Domineering Empress vs. Disappointing Officials (49)

Ranbai glanced at the long whip that was placed beside her, not knowing what she was thinking.

Finally, I called a dark guard to clean up the porridge.

Ranbai stood outside the bathroom, knocked on the door, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Ranbai didn't know why Jun Zhan had such a big reaction. She didn't go in, but just stood outside and asked.

No one answered.

After a few minutes of silence,

The bathroom door was opened.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I took out the long whip, you come out." Ranbai said softly.

Ranbai walked forward, and suddenly heard the silent figure behind her calling her softly.

Ranbai didn't look back, just a faint "Huh?"

Jun Zhan was silent, quiet, and said softly, "Forget it."

A voice like a sigh.

After a while,

He quietly said, "Can I go out?"

Ranbai leaned aside, heard the sound, and looked down at him.

"I won't go." Jun Zhan said.

Ranbai stared at him, frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Jun Zhan, I don't want to be angry with you today."

The little hamster next to him didn't know whether he felt the stiff and stagnant atmosphere between the two of them, or felt that it was too depressing now, and said weakly: "Tweet, Tweet, Tweet..."

"Shut up." Ranbai was upset and whispered.

Little Squirrel Junyu: "Chirp, chirp..."

The little hamster with a high-end and elegant name gradually became silent under the dyed white eyes, until it was completely honest and quiet.

Sealed: ? ? ?

Now even a squirrel has become a sperm, so how to know the appearance?

"I know." Jun Zhan's voice softened. He walked up to her and touched her fingertips tentatively with his fair and beautiful fingers, "You can hold me. I can't run away."

Jun Zhan's mood was a little chaotic, his back was slightly stiff, his thin lips pursed lightly, and he noticed that Ranbai didn't withdraw his hand, his eyelashes trembled, and his fingers flexibly slipped into the gap between Rinbai's fingers, so he entangled the girl hand.

The body trembled uncontrollably.

Even the fingertips trembled.

Her hands were colder than he imagined, like cold ice, with no temperature.

Under the half-faced silver-white mask, Jun Zhan opened his eyes slightly, his eyes floating a little.

it turns out……

There is no imagined resistance and disgust.

Ranbai lowered her eyes, glanced at the hand held by the two, paused, and withdrew her fingers little by little, she said in a low voice, "Change your request."

Obvious refusal.

Suddenly the touch in his hand disappeared, Jun Zhan blinked his eyelashes gently, his expression was a little helpless, and he quickly covered it up, he pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I really can't run."

He still has something to ask her and won't leave.

"Really," he repeated over and over.

"Can it be a birthday present for me?" Jun Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked her, with a slightly tentative and gentle tone.

This is probably the first time he has surrendered to her.

Dyeing white but not feeling any joy at all.

Who knows for what.

Her expression was as calm as water, and her eyes were cold as if she had no emotion.

The fingertips gently lifted the man's cold and white jaw, and the dyed white tone was so low that it was almost feminine: "What do you want to go out for?"

Jun Zhan was quiet, slightly avoiding the eyes that were dyed white and calm like a cold pool, and lowered his eyes to answer: "Can fireworks be okay?"

Ranbai chuckled lightly, she retracted her fingers, and her fair-skinned jaw lifted slightly, pulling a group of gestures.

It was the first time she showed such a sharp-edged expression in front of him, she said softly, "Okay."

The broken black hair covered his eyes, and also blocked the fleeting surprise in Jun Zhan's eyes.

Jun Zhan probably didn't expect that Yanbai would agree so easily.

He blinked and met the girl's dark, treacherous gaze.

can't read……

I really don't understand.

The hands are full of needles, withered, alas, generally speaking, he is recovering well, and he is one step closer to being discharged from the hospital, An An (*＾ワ＾*)