Yang Lan continued to walk into the corridor while tilting her head there and thinking: This place doesn’t seem to be fun either. By the way, I can look at the sea.

Thinking of this, she immediately turned her body and ran out quickly. Seeing her running like this, the three girls who followed her looked at each other and started running quickly. For a moment, four people, one in front and one behind, ran quickly in the corridor.

Their footsteps kept echoing in the corridor, sounding a little nervous.

The rapid running sound of Yang Lan and a few people attracted the attention of many people. For a moment, many people in blue came silently from every corner.

Yang Lan was running happily. When she found that she had to run, the women could not help but laugh even more happily. She laughed while laughing, and a crisp laugh came from afar.

After running, she kept looking back and seeing that the girls had slowed down, she would slow down a little so that they could catch up quickly.

She had outstanding light skills, although her skills were now restricted. However, there were not many places to borrow her skills in this light skills, and Yang Lan's agility was a natural instinct. Therefore, her running really exhausted the girls who monitored her.

Seeing them running sweating heavily and their faces flushed red, Yang Lan couldn't help feeling very happy when she saw them running and sweating, her eyes narrowed into a thread.

She ran and looked back, and saw a pounce, and she ran into someone hard.

Yang Lan hit a man's arms. Before she could jump in, she hugged her tightly with her iron arms in time. At the same time, a gentle laughter sounded in her ears: "Is it naughty again? Really!"

Yang Lan raised her red and pale face and looked at her. When she looked up, the dozen or so men opposite her turned into a dark place. She saw that her beautiful little face was red and pale, her eyes were shiny, and a few beads of sweat were smearing on her forehead. The bright water droplets were tightly pressed against her forehead and fell on her cherry red mouth, accompanied by a rich and faint body fragrance. This scene was really beautiful.

The third prince was naturally the one who supported Yang Lan. Among the dozens of people walking behind him, there was a young man who was also Zhou Lanming she knew.

Yang Lan looked at this and that with big eyes. As her eyes turned, everyone was fascinated and infatuated.

Yang Lan knew why these men were stupid. She smiled and reached out to pat the third prince's face for fun, and sang softly: "Return to the soul! Return to the soul!"

Her voice reached everyone's ears in a timely manner. However, to them, they only felt the beauty of the sound, but did not observe the meaning. Even the third prince was the same. He was still holding Yang Lan with his hands, and the eyes were fascinated when he looked at her.

After a while, a cough sounded. Yang Lan looked curiously, but saw that the person who was coughing was a tall and thin man in his forties. This man looked like a hard literary man. He came to his senses first. Once he came to his senses, he kept coughing, and the coughing sound became louder and louder.

As his coughing sounded, everyone slowly came to their senses. The Third Prince also blushed and his hand holding her couldn't help but relax.

Yang Lan did not pay attention to the expression of the third prince at this time. She looked at the scholar who was still coughing constantly, and couldn't help but say curiously: "Are you sick? Why does the cough sound strange?"

After saying that, her eyebrows frowned involuntarily, as if she was worried. The literati couldn't help but comfort her: "No, no. I'm not sick."

After saying that, he couldn't help but blush and blame himself: "Old Chen, Lao Chen, you are really reading the books of sages in vain! Since ancient times, all beauty has caused trouble. Although the woman in front of him is extremely beautiful and cute, she is just a pink skeleton." After he felt lenient and relieved himself, the effect was indeed amazing. In his eyes when he looked at Yang Lan, he finally had to be calm and indifferent. This scholar naturally advised the third prince to let go of Mr. Chen who was Yang Lan.

However, there is no need for him to resist the charm of the beauty of Hongyan by self-reliance. Yang Lan's attention was already on others at this time. She glanced at the Third Prince holding her hand, turned her head and looked at Zhou Lanming, and met his complex and deep eyes, and smiled like a princess. After Zhou Lanming's face changed, she looked at the people standing behind curiously.

"Wow, you are all so old, why are there so many white beards, beards, and black beards? Hehe, it's so fun." Yang Lan suddenly smiled and crawled out of the third prince's arms, and reached out to pull the white beard of an old man in his fifties.

Her technique was very fast, and she was about to pull the beard. At this moment, a sleeve was shot out like lightning, and in a blink of an eye it pulled on the back of Yang Lan's hand. Yang Lan quickly shrank her hand and pouted her mouth angrily to face Zhou Lanming who was attacking.

It was not until here that the third prince seemed to wake up. His deep eyes were staring at Yang Lan tightly, and a sense of joy appeared in his eyes.

His happy eyes quickly fell into the eyes of the bearded old men present. They quickly exchanged a look, and there was no lack of worry in this look.

Yang Lan naturally discovered this phenomenon. She smiled again, and suddenly her hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed Zhou Lanming's hair extremely quickly and pulled it. Zhou Lanming's head tilted, and he smiled happily at Yang Lan's beautiful little face. Naturally, his movements slowed down, causing her to pull it straight.

With a loud bang, Zhou Lanming's hair tied with a crown belt fell into Yang Lan's hand, and his hair was also dispersed. Seeing Zhou Lanming with disheveled hair, Yang Lan was in a good mood. She jumped away while laughing, and the crown belt in her hand was also thrown out by her.

Zhou Lanming picked up the crown belt, looked up at the direction where Yang Lan ran away, and a touch of tenderness appeared in his eyes. However, the tenderness quickly disappeared. His face had returned to the calmness and calmness of habit.

Seeing Yang Lan leave, the old man who was almost torn off by Yang Lan sighed and said, "This girl is really innocent and innocent. But Your Highness, no one is important in this joint!"
Chapter completed!