The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

Lin Nuanxi let out a lazy hache: "The chrysanthemum tea that I stayed up all night yesterday has something added in it, so that they can have a good rest for a while."

At the corner of his mouth, there was another mocking sneer: "They drank it without any doubt?"

"I said that Young Master Di understands their hard work and rewards them!" Lin Nuanxi said, her pink lips outlined a beautiful arc.

"Master Di, the taste of power is really fascinating!"

Who is she now?

It's his emperor's young master who is in heaven and earth, and my only favorite baby!

Who would dare to disobey her words?

Although Lin Nuanxi was smiling, her body tried her best to restrain the terrifying aura emanating from Beitang Yaori's body!

"You really have the courage to challenge my patience, little thing." Beitang Yaori never thought that Lin Nuanxi would have such courage, and even "imprisoned" him in this way.

"The feeling under me is so good that you handcuff me, and you don't want to leave me for a second."

"..." Lin Nuanxi's smile froze slightly.

"How does my body feel? Does it make you enjoy it? It's endless aftertaste." She should be very clear about the consequences of angering him, Beitang Yaori!

Even though he is being handcuffed [imprisoned] now, Beitang Yaori's pride in his bones makes Lin Nuanxi even more afraid.

From his detached smile, Lin Nuanxi saw her fate - not the horrible consequences she could have imagined!

However, she has decided to do this, and has implemented it, she has no room for retreat.

Besides, she never thought of giving in!

Beitang Yaori always had a handsome smile on his face, but he exuded a very chilling and frightening aura!

Xiaohu, Lin Nuanxi slammed his chest in fear, but he didn't feel any pain.

"As long as you let me go, all the photos I took just now can be deleted! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Why, he, Beitang Yaori, was not angry when he was handcuffed by such embarrassing hands, but the person [perpetrating the crime] was already in a mess.

The smile on Beitang Yaori's face became deeper and deeper.

"Beitang Yaori, you are very clear, I just want you to let me go!" The more calm Beitang Yaori smiled, the more flustered Lin Nuanxi became.

The proud and stubborn cat finally showed a little panic expression, what a treat!

Simply, Lin Nuanxi took out his mobile phone and pulled out the sexy photos that he had just taken, and put them in front of him: "The chief CEO of the dignified Beitang International, the top figure in the financial world, the photos imprisoned by sex, I think the media must very interested!!"

Beitang Yaori raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well, the shooting angle is good, as expected of someone who studied art."

"Beitang Yaori, you—" Why?Why? !

Now that he is clearly at a disadvantage, and he is clearly being handcuffed, why does Lin Nuanxi have a terrifying sense of being in trouble?

His detached and calm, her flustered, unexpectedly harmonious picture.

Lin Nuanxi suppressed her fluctuating heartbeat, looked around, and took a glass of light blue herb juice from the table, which she had just made this morning.

"Beitang Yaori, tell me or not!"

"..."

"Speak or not!"

"..."

"Okay!" Lin Nuanxi gritted her teeth, and poured all the Gran Vanilla Juice on him.