After hearing various versions of Wen Lin's stories, Annie's expectations for Wen Lin are even higher. The charm of a woman who is far better than men is often irresistible.

Wen Lin nodded lightly, walked to the side by the window, and waited for Annie to get dressed.

In the front hall at this time, Vicia walked in at some point. She wore a large cloak, covering her face, and no one recognized her along the way.

Following the maid's guidance, Vicia came to Annie's fitting room.

The door was not closed tightly, it was lightly closed, and it opened with a touch.

At this moment, Annie walked out wearing only a new style of bra on her upper body. The soft white half of her body was dazzling in the light, her delicate and round shoulders and neck, and her slender waist line had its own moving style.

She smiled and looked at Wen Lin, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, look, are you dressed like this?"

Annie is the meaning of several of the most beautiful noble ladies recognized by the capital. With long fluffy hair and a soft deer-like expression, anyone who sees it can't help but soften their hearts.

Wen Lin was startled, she didn't expect Annie to wear a corset and came out. Just as she was about to turn her head, she saw the door opened, and Vicia was standing at the door looking at her and Wen Lin.

Her expression seemed a little stunned, fleeting, and a little self-deprecating.

Annie clearly recognized Vicia, she put on her cloak in a panic, leaned over and saluted, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

With a bit of coldness in her eyes, Vicia glanced at Annie who lowered her head, but did not let her get up, but looked at Wen Lin's slightly stunned expression, and said in a low voice,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, did I disturb you?"

Wen Lin reacted for a while, and was shocked to realize that the current scene seemed a little wrong. She waved her hand and shook her head again, "Your Majesty, it's not what you saw,"

Wanting to explain, Wen Lin suddenly became stupid. She opened her lips and Fu Er closed them again.

After holding it for a long time, had to order the maid to serve Miss Anne to put on her clothes first.

Seeing that Wen Lin was actually concerned about Annie first, Vicia's eyes dimmed with light, and she said coldly, "Your Excellency, I'll go back to the royal court first,"

Vicia turned around and walked away, her steps were fast and hastily, and she was about to disappear at the entrance of the stairs in a blink of an eye.

Anxious in her heart, Wen Lin couldn't take care of it anymore, so she stepped up and chased after her.

Unexpectedly, nobles would come up to chat from time to time along the way, Wen Lin had no choice but to send them away and rushed outside the door. Vicia's carriage had long since disappeared.

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Chapter 73

After getting on the horse, Wen Lin grabbed the reins and chased after her.

Wang Ting's carriage appeared in the field of vision, Wen Lin accelerated and chased after him, "Your Majesty, stop, you listen to my explanation,"

Unexpectedly, after seeing Wen Lin catching up, Visia told the groom to ignore it.

Next to the carriage, she called a few more times. Seeing that Vicia didn't want to pay attention to her, Wen Lin jumped from the horse to the carriage.

The groom was suddenly startled, and even the carriage was a little unstable. Wen Lin grabbed the reins, stopped the carriage smoothly, and said toward the carriage, "Your Majesty, it's really not what you saw."

After driving the groom out of the carriage, Wen Lin simply turned the horse's head and drove towards her mansion again.

This time, there was no one around, Wen Lin lowered her voice and explained what happened.

But Vicia in the carriage still ignored it.

Just when Wen Lin was uneasy, Vicia's voice finally came from the carriage, "Stop the carriage and come in,"

After finding a quiet corner, Wen Lin stopped the carriage and got into the carriage.

The dark eyes swept across Wen Lin's face, and then moved away calmly, Vicia pointed to the position beside her, and said lightly, "Sit over,"

Wen Lin was speechless for a moment, she walked over and sat down, looking at the person beside her seriously, "Vishia, this is the first time I have met Miss Anne,"

For no reason, Wen Lin didn't want Vicia to misunderstand, let alone make her feel uncomfortable or angry because of herself.

Bowing her head, her eyes flashed lightly, and Vicia said expressionlessly, "Your Excellency, one's eyes cannot deceive anyone, Annie looks at you differently,"

Wen Lin irritably pulled the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and a few strands of hair swept into her neckline with her movements, swaying shadows of unknown meaning.

Could it be that Annie has other thoughts about her? Wen Lin wondered if they didn't have any intersection before.

"Your Majesty, her thoughts have nothing to do with me and have nothing to do with me,"

When she said this, Wen Lin's expression and tone were extremely cold, like a snow mountain that could never be melted.

The beautiful lips were pressed even tighter, and Visia suddenly grabbed Wen Lin's wrist, pressing the entire upper body over, forcing Wen Lin into the innermost corner,

"Your Excellency, what about me, you are always avoiding my heart, whether I am in your heart is irrelevant,"

There was a little painful struggle, and a little self-deprecation and disappointment in the hasty questioning.

Wen Lin heard it, and she subconsciously denied it, "Vishiya, you are different, you are different from everyone else,"

Following Vicia's movements, she clings to the wall of the car, her voice remarkably firm.

Staring at Wen Lin for a long time, Vicia bent her lower lip, and a kiss fell on Wen Lin's lips, "Your Excellency, then don't reject me, what should you do to convince me,"

It's no longer the shallow taste in the past, Vicia's kiss was fierce and urgent this time.

Like an insatiable beast, entangled and seized again and again, some rough, some crazy.

Grabbing the sweet breath and taste in Wen Lin's lips and teeth, Vicia's hand that was hanging to one side gently probed into Wen Lin's robe and wandered.

A little cold and a little itchy.

Wen Lin straightened her back, rubbing gently as her chest rose and fell in the narrow space. The rub, and the fragrance from Vicia's body seemed to weave an impenetrable net together, wrapping her tightly, making her unavoidable.