"Princess, are you too focused on sex and not on friends?"

Temu Wuyue sighed: "Our friendship of more than ten years is not as good as Ye Aniu's chest muscles?"

Princess Zile's expression remained unchanged: "Young Master Ye was overdrawn last night and needs to make up for it."

The corners of Temu Wuyue's mouth curled up, and his eyes flashed with amusement:

"You took care of our wounds and let us sleep separately, but in the end we were thrown together."

"It's a bit of a cover-up."

"Just after waking up, you hurriedly made turtle soup to replenish Ye Fan, and gave him most of the soup and meat."

"This is a bit of a guilty conscience."

She leaned close to Princess Zile and whispered: "Princess, did you do anything shady last night?"

"Ding!"

Princess Zile's delicate body trembled, and when she was about to respond, she heard Ye Fan's cell phone ringing.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and picked up the phone to answer. Soon, he heard Song Hongyan's voice:

"Honey, there are traces of Tang Beixuan and his gang near Yanmen Pass."
Chapter completed!