Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 555 - 554: Seeing Her, My Heart Unexplainably Races

Xiaoyao really wanted to leave.

Even though the super handso guy in front of her was incredibly charming, simply to die for.

But he was just crazy, for no apparent reason!

Staying by his side, she’d be dead within minutes.

Better to make a run for it.

However, the mont she tried to move her feet, that chill behind her imdiately swept over her entire body!

Daring to take a step and he’d break her leg... he probably wasn’t joking.

Xiaoyao felt helpless.

A wise man submits to circumstance.

Even though she was really impatient.

She turned around and flashed Feng Yexuan a smile, "Prince was just joking, right? If the Prince doesn’t allow to leave, how could I dare to take even half a step? Heh!"

"I just wanted to go out for so fresh air, definitely not trying to leave. The Prince is overthinking it."

When dealing with a madman, one needs extra patience.

Even though that patience was nearly depleted.

Yet Feng Yexuan kept staring intently at the smile on her lips.

She wasn’t his dead woman, so why did she smile exactly the sa way?

She could smile naturally, easily, and sincerely at anyone, but in front of him, she was fake and awkward!

Clearly just humoring him!

Clearly... exactly the sa!

Feng Yexuan approached her again.

Xiaoyao didn’t know what she had said wrong. Was her attitude not "sincere and respectful" enough?

But in any case, the Prince’s gaze was truly scary.

"Prince, I really wasn’t trying to run away..."

The word "run" might have been a mistake, so she quickly rephrased, "I... was about to make stir-fried spicy crawfish for the Prince, right? I was just... just going to gather so firewood!"

His aura was overpowering.

Just as he was about to get close to her, Xiaoyao turned and bolted.

"Want to try what it feels like to have a broken leg?" His voice, ghostly, seed to follow her like a shadow.

Xiaoyao’s legs went weak, and she nearly knelt before him.

"I... I really was just picking up firewood!"

Soon, she ca in carrying a pile of twigs and firewood, her innocent, big eyes blinking, watery, indescribably clear and beautiful.

Even though she wasn’t particularly good-looking, those eyes were inexplicably charming.

Feng Yexuan forcefully closed his eyes, "My patience is limited! Hurry up!"

He didn’t look at her.

Because whenever he did, his heart would start to flutter inexplicably.

She wasn’t the dead woman, and that face had been verified by him personally, it was real.

Unless there was a way to change faces in this world, how could she have beco soone else without tampering with her face beforehand.

No.

It really wasn’t her!

But every ti he looked at her, his heart felt in chaos...

Behind him, the abandoned stove gradually ignited.

Quickly.

Xiaoyao took advantage of the mont he was distracted, and stealthily dropped an alcohol ball into it.

It was puzzling why there were so many strange things in the space marked by the chain tattoo on her wrist.

But she knew how to use them, and they were all very useful.

After the alcohol ball was thrown into the firewood, the pile of twigs burned up with crackling sounds.

The abandoned pot had been cleaned by her too, leaving just the crawfish...

"Hey... no, I an... Prince,"

Xiaoyao turned to look at him and suddenly felt a bit awkward.

"I just rembered that I... don’t really know how to..."

Feng Yexuan kept staring at her, his eyes never too friendly, with an inexplicable hostility.

Xiaoyao didn’t understand why he seed to dislike her so much.

It seed like there was sothing more complex than just disliking her.

But now, she didn’t want to figure it out.

Because she had realized sothing very embarrassing.

"I...,"

Xiaoyao bit her fingertip, her face blushing, "I... seem to not know how to cook. Could, could you possibly..."

Feng Yexuan’s face darkened instantly: "Do you want to do it?"

Do you want to die?