Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Poor Feng Xiaojiu's appearance of self-mutilation can't be shown on her face.

After cutting her finger, Feng Xiaojiu took a deep breath, then slowly raised her face, and said calmly.

"If you go back to the emperor, it's because the slave's hand was injured."

As Feng Xiaojiu spoke, she slowly stretched out her injured, bloody fingers.

I saw that under the illumination of the candlelight, the blood on Feng Xiaojiu's fingers kept slipping from her fingertips, and fell onto the cold ground with a 'pop'.

Seeing the injury of Feng Xiaojiu's finger, although it was a minor injury, Dugu Ming immediately frowned.

"what happened!?"

Hearing Dugu Ming's words, Feng Xiaojiu immediately spoke.

"Reporting to the emperor, the slave just woke up and felt a little hungry, so he planned to take an apple to eat, but someone knocked on the door suddenly, and he was startled, so, that's it..."

When it came to the end, Feng Xiaojiu had a slightly wronged look on her face.

When Dugu Ming heard the words, he frowned and looked at Feng Xiaojiu quietly, his eyes were scrutinized, as if he was exploring the credibility of her words.

Feng Xiaojiu knew it well, and she didn't dare to show the slightest panic on her face.

It took a long time before Dugu Ming looked away, turned his face away, and said calmly.

"Be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing Duguming's words, Feng Xiaojiu got the order and immediately stood up from the ground.

However, she had knelt for so long just now, and when she stood up now, her feet felt a little numb.

So, just as Feng Xiaojiu stood up, her knees gave way, and immediately she fell forward.

Facing this sudden incident, Feng Xiaojiu was caught off guard and unable to control her body, so she exclaimed "Yeah", and threw herself fiercely forward.

I thought that this fall was inevitable.

So, Feng Xiaojiu was so frightened that she immediately closed her beautiful eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

However, what she waited for was not the cold ground, but a gentle and firm embrace...

Strong, warm, with a tantalizing faint ambergris fragrance, which is the unique smell of a tyrant...

When Feng Xiaojiu heard it, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes widened.

What catches the eye is the charming and handsome face that is close at hand!

It was a handsome face with profound features, as if it had been carved by magic.

And that pair of eagle eyes full of wisdom and piercing spirit, seem to be filled with endless magic power, looking at each other for a long time, as if they can seduce people's hearts and souls away...

Seeing this, Feng Xiaojiu felt her heart suddenly thud, as if someone had dropped a huge stone in the lake of her peaceful heart, instantly arousing bursts of water, with layers of ripples constantly rippling...

Her heartbeat was faster than ever, Feng Xiaojiu didn't know how to react for a while.

He could only stare straight at the charming and handsome face with his beautiful eyes wide open.

Compared to the dumbfounded Feng Xiaojiu, when Dugu Ming hugged the little man in his arms, his eagle eyes just quietly fell on the little man's face.

I just feel that the person in my arms is so petite, soft, and soft, with a faint fragrance.

Not the tacky rouge gouache smell, but a faint lotus scent.

Elegant and refined, captivating...

There is also that little face like a lotus petal, like a crown jade, with exquisite features. At this moment, under the light of the candlelight, it is even more charming...