Zhao Yuchen moved forward with a wicked smile on his face, "Since the fifth brother is not successful, how about you come and see me?"
"His Royal Highness, are you comparing yourself to a worthless Chinese cabbage, letting others choose?" Qin Qingyan shook her head, pretending to be helpless and said: "This is not a vegetable market, and Qingyan is not a vegetable buyer. She will not be rare for a Chinese cabbage."
The man who was likened to a cabbage, that is, Zhao Yuchen, curled up the corner of his mouth, but he was a little more interested in this Princess Qingyao.
"Hehe, Qingyan is really good at joking," Zhao Yuchen suddenly approached Qin Qingyan, his warm breath on his cheeks, and his ticklish, magnetic voice sounded in Qin Qingyan's ears, "Qingyan doesn't like me, but I've fallen in love with Qingyan. What do you think? Huh?"
"I didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to be a scumbag!!"