Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Hearing Feng Xiaojiu's words, Duguming didn't answer her immediately.

Just reached out, gently picked up the drink on the table, and drank it slowly.

Today, what Feng Xiaojiu made for Dugu Ming was freshly squeezed watermelon juice, which is the best way to relieve the heat in this hot summer.

Seeing Dugu Ming ignoring himself, just quietly drinking his drink.

Feng Xiaojiu's heart was in her throat.

Feeling uneasy, but Feng Xiaojiu didn't regret her decision at all.

She only hoped that Dugu Ming would feel better after drinking her glass of cold watermelon juice, and give Meier another chance.

While Feng Xiaojiu was thinking about it, suddenly, seeing Dugu Ming's thin lips parted, that deep and slightly magnetic voice burst out of his mouth——

"You know her!?"

"What!?"

Hearing Dugu Ming's sudden words, Feng Xiaojiu was taken aback for a moment, then immediately shook her head and said.

"I don't know. In fact, just now, this slave was secretly lying on the wall watching her dance. Today, this is the first time this slave has seen Miss Meier!"

Hearing Feng Xiaojiu's words, Dugu Mingying couldn't help but close his eyes.

The thin lips hooked slightly, evoking a faint smile.

However, that laugh, Feng Xiaojiu saw that it was definitely not funny, but a sneer with disdain.

"Hehe, you little slave, did you eat the courage of your ambition, or are you still not afraid of tigers when you are just a donkey!? Why do you love being forced by others so much!? Don't you, aren't you afraid of losing your head!?"

Dugu Ming opened his mouth and said lazily.

Although the volume was soft, it fell on Feng Xiaojiu's heart, but it hit her heart hard like a thunderbolt, every word and every word, making her heart beat faster and wildly.

Although Feng Xiaojiu was afraid in her heart, she still clenched her silver teeth, restrained her timidity, raised her timid but firm gaze, and looked at Dugu Ming sitting on the seat.

The man in front of her was just sitting there quietly, but he was a domineering, unruly, cold and arrogant man.

The sunshine was charming, and it lightly sprinkled on the man's body, coating the man's body with a layer of golden light. The golden light seemed to flow, outlining the man's upright and unruly figure more vividly.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, straight legs, standard model figure, envious of others!

Coupled with that handsome and impeccable face, it is enough to fascinate all men and women in the world.

At this moment, the man was smiling at the corner of his mouth, lazily looking at Feng Xiaojiu who was kneeling in front of him. His expression was like a noble and lazy African cheetah. It is impossible to ignore!

Looking at the noble and unruly man in front of her, Feng Xiaojiu pursed her lips tightly, then turned her head to look at the tearful and pitiful Meier on the stage, and made up her mind.

As soon as the red lips parted, he spoke.

"Scared! How could the servant not be afraid!? However, the servant still implores the emperor to give Meier another chance! Because, for those who like to dance since childhood, if you drive her out of the palace, who will dare to dance?" Invite her to dance!? If she can't dance, for Meier, it will be more uncomfortable than death!"

Feng Xiaojiu opened her mouth, saying everything she wanted to say word by word.

After saying this, Feng Xiaojiu raised her heart even higher, her beautiful eyes raised her head from time to time, looking at the cold and arrogant man in front of her.