Hearing this, Hua Yihen glanced at Ji Xingzhi. How come this guy doesn't know how to be humble?
"Um...can I leave now?" Ji Xingzhi asked cautiously.
Hua Yihen glanced at Ji Xingzhi and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go home." Ji Xingzhi said.
After hearing this, Hua Yihen said something completely unrelated to the matter: "Have you eaten?"
"No...I don't want to eat anymore."
"Eat it or not?"
Ji Xingzhi pursed her lips and said, "I ate it."
"Let's go eat first, and then I'll take you home." Hua Yihen said lightly.
When Ji Xingzhi heard this, he froze up and shattered into pieces with a crack.
"No, why should I trouble you, brother? I can go back by myself." Ji Xingzhi declined politely.
Hua Yihen said calmly, "No need to bother."
Ji Xingzhi choked, and suddenly seemed to remember something, his face turned pale, causing Hua Yihen to frown in confusion.
Ji Xingzhi fell to the ground and hugged Hua Yihen's thighs, crying loudly and tearfully, saying: "Your Highness, I am guilty. I shouldn't pretend not to know you. I shouldn't covet your flowers. Please spare me. I have an eighty-year-old grandfather and grandmother, a two-year-old sister, my father fell down and is paralyzed in bed, my mother cried her eyes out and had a mental breakdown, and the whole family depends on me for support. Please spare me."
Although I'm pretty, I'm a man. There are so many pretty girls in the prince's mansion, and there are so many beauties, there's no shortage of one like me. Please, prince, let me go."
Ji Xingzhi's words were full of tears, touching and moving.
It’s a pity that Hua Yihen was not moved.
On the contrary, Hua Yihen's face was not good. He squatted down and pinched Ji Xingzhi's jaw accurately with his slender and powerful fingers. He looked at Ji Xingzhi's face carefully and said, "How can you be a child from a poor family with such delicate skin and tender flesh? Now tell me the truth, who are you? I can spare your life."
Ji Xingzhi calmly released the hand holding Hua Yihen, reached for her sleeve, and tightly grasped the straw bag in her sleeve: "I... I am..."
Suddenly, Ji Xingzhi pulled out a straw bag, straightened his small body, pushed Hua Yihen's chest with one hand, and covered Hua Yihen's mouth and nose with the straw bag with the other hand.
Hua Yihen was not paying attention for a moment and was pushed to the ground by Ji Xingzhi. Just by taking a breath of the smell of straw, Hua Yihen felt a little dizzy, so he immediately concentrated and held his breath, turned over and pressed Ji Xingzhi's small body tightly under him.
The fair little face swayed, and Hua Yihen stretched out his hand to grab Ji Xingzhi's neck. Even if he had smoked a straw bag, as a god of war, he still had the ability to strangle Ji Xingzhi to death.
However, Hua Yihen only felt a sudden pain in his chest, but the person under him was smiling innocently.
The next moment, Hua Yihen fell on Ji Xingzhi's body with a bang, burying his head in Ji Xingzhi's neck. The warm breath sprayed on his neck. Ji Xingzhi was shocked and tried to hide hurriedly.
As a result, the opposite happened. When she moved, Hua Yihen's slightly cold thin lips happened to touch her chin.
Ji Xingzhi's mind got hot, as if his potential was stimulated. He pushed Hua Yihen to the ground with force and quickly pushed himself away.
Hua Yihen could not speak or move, his eyes were slightly narrowed and fixed on Ji Xingzhi's figure, his eyes were so cold that it made people feel chilled.
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