Chapter 32 The Romantic Prince

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When he learned that Qing Pity was missing, he was angry at first, tied up a sword and fired a gun and interrogated it seriously. The two of them were also extremely panicked, unlike what they knew.

After tossing and turning, I really dressed up the girl and helped her get on the car. I only got off the car while walking through Xuanwu Street.

I think the problem is here.

Fang Junchi secretly ordered his subordinates to almost turn Shangjing upside down, without that slender figure.

At this moment, he felt something in his heart. This was not a kidnapping or hijacking. Did a person as smart as Qingpity guess something?

This is unfair!

In the end, he did not make up his mind to use Qing Pity, and Qing Pity did not give him any chance to defend himself. In the Nongyue Pavilion, he rewarded all kinds of things, and had not even taken away a small ornament.

Is that woman who always treats her tenderness and slightness really so heartless?

He was angry and despite the dissuasion of his subordinates, he vowed to find her and ask clearly.

After receiving a note with a winning streak, he picked the fastest horse and rushed to the northern border.

He slept in the open all the way, and even slept on the horse's back. The journey was long, and his heart, which seemed to have been fried in an oil pan, slowly calmed down. He thought about how such a delicate person would be used to in northern Xinjiang. He must take care of her carefully after finding her, and never be separated from her again.

But when he found Helian Sheng, he found that the entire General's Mansion was surging and storms were coming. After a closer look, he found out that a few days ago, Qing Pity was captured by a small team of unknown people in a hot spring thirty miles away from the camp. Helian Sheng secretly mobilized the elites to search the border area for five or six days but found nothing.

The tense string in Fang Junchi's head almost broke, and there was no more anger.

He was suddenly anxious, but he had to mobilize all his energy to analyze the situation. Not only did he have spies in the Helian Iron Cavalry, but since the mysterious man could touch the core of the Dayou Army, he must have been lurking for several years.

So although the group of people fled to the Qiang territory that day, they were probably just a fool to sneak back to Dayou and continue to lie dormant in a small town in the northern border.

He directly called on his forces in the north that had been raised in the three religions and the nine streams for several years, without letting go of any clues. It was not until the hands of the vegetable market in Liangping Town reported that an extremely ordinary middle-aged man bought different side dishes in the vegetable market for ten consecutive days. Then he carefully planned and followed the clues and took Pu Gu's real stronghold in one fell swoop...

During the days when there was no progress, Fang Junchi was almost desperate.

I once imagined whether the two reunion was to cry in embrace each other or to part with death, but I never thought that they would be so honest and honest, and to share the same ups and downs in the most primitive desires.

He was so happy that he could still embrace her again, and he hated that Pu Guzhen dared to humiliate her like this.

In her ears, she was humming and in her eyes, she was the extremely beautiful figure that she had bloomed under her own urge. Even if he wanted him to die with her, he would be willing.

Fang Junchi covered his lower body, held the slimming of pepper and squeezing and rubbing it with both hands, which immediately caused her tone to raise her tone a little. He was excited and pushed her crotch harder, and pecked her red earlobe with his lips: pityer, do you like it?

I like...Ah~ It feels so comfortable to fuck... It's just there... Don't... Don't stop... Um...

At this moment, Ning Wan was indulging in the surging lust. She felt that the places he touched were like electricity, and rushed up to her scalp, making her numb and tremble, and it was like soaking in warm water. The pores in her body were relaxed, and there was a hint of heat.

He turned his head to look for the low-swept lips and tongue, and the two small mouths were stuffed all over...