Acting Coquettishly, Pretty Prince!

"Sou!" Ye Qianli still instinctively jumped over and held the sickly and beautiful Crown Prince, who was on the verge of collapsing. However, she despised herself ten thousand times in her heart.

However, she let go after helping him up. Her body was about to retreat, but she was gently hugged. This was nothing. After all, with this little strength, he could not hold her, but!

Rong Mo quickly said, " Don't be angry. It's not that I don't want you to hug me. "

Ye Qianli paused for a moment when she heard that. She still had to retreat, but…

Rong Mo leaned into her embrace and rested his head on her shoulder. He had almost put all his weight on her, but he definitely did not press on her stomach.

Ye Qianli was speechless. Why did she feel that the beautiful prince at this moment was a little like a big cat acting coquettishly? Oh, was it her imagination?