I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 907

"Go back and explain to you." Dugulie's cold voice sounded in the dark night.

The people from Dali Temple quietly raised the lanterns, and they were completely stunned when they saw Dugulie's domineering face. One of them immediately stood in front of Murong Yan, like an eagle guarding a chick: " Lord Murongsi, he is... Dugulie!"

"Yes." Murong Yan looked indifferent.

Everyone in Dali Temple knew about Dugulie.

He hovered above the air of Dali Temple like a demon king, very intimidating.

The people in Dali Temple thought that Dugulie had kidnapped Murong Yan, and all of them looked at him covetously: "Mr. Murongsi, you go first, we will protect you."

Dugulie laughed with a 'chi', raising Juan Kuang's eyes: "You protect her?"

"Dugulie, you'd better not act recklessly, Murong Si Qing is a member of the imperial court, you can't act recklessly." Although the people in Dali Temple were afraid of Dugulie, they still had the courage to confront him.

brave man.

"You Murong Siqing have already been tidied up by the suzerain many times on the bed." Dugu Liexie's eyes evoked a playful smile.

The people in Dali Temple blushed when they heard it.

"Dugu Lie, shut up." Murong Yan couldn't listen any longer, she was also a member of the imperial court, it was really embarrassing to be heard by her subordinates.

Dugu Lie raised his eyes to meet Murong Yan's eyes burning with anger: "I'll deal with you when I go back at night."

The ambiguous words made everyone blush.

They didn't expect Murong Siqing and the suzerain of the Dugu sect to be so ambiguous.

After the child's body was disposed of, the coffin was covered, and the soil was buried, Murong Yan bowed to them before leaving.

"Your Murong Temple." The people in Dali Temple were worried about her.

Murong Yan looked back, Ruo Xianyue looked at them coldly, and said lightly: "Don't worry about me, you continue to stay here."

"Yes."

After getting on the horse, Dugu Lie gave a 'drive' sound, the reins trembled in his palm, the horse neighed, and then roared away: "Go back to the restaurant to deal with it all night, and go back to the dark palace with the suzerain tomorrow."

"..." Murong Yan's heart 'thumped' all of a sudden, he wants to take him back to the dark palace?
No, she can't go back.

"Why don't you talk? Not happy?" Dugulie asked coldly.

"I'm a little sleepy." Murong Yan said lazily.

"We'll be there soon, go back and hug you to sleep." As he said, Dugulie clamped down on the horse's belly, and the horse ran even faster.

A quarter of an hour later.

They went back to the restaurant.

Dugulie hugged her domineeringly and walked upstairs, Murongyan pushed him: "I can walk by myself, I have legs."

"Your legs are not for walking." Dugulie said coldly when he walked up to a dozen steps.

Murong Yan asked suspiciously: "What is that for?"

His cool lips moved to Murong Yan's soft earlobes, and he sucked them in, and the magnetic voice floated into her eardrums: "It is used to clamp the waist of the suzerain."

After realizing it, Murong Yan blushed to the base of her ears, she pinched the flesh on Dugulie's shoulder: "Dugulie, are you afraid that I will pinch your waist off?"

"Death under the peony flower is also romantic." Dugulie raised the corners of Xie Si's lips, and the steps under his feet became bigger and bigger. He ran up the stairs instead of three steps.

"What are you in a hurry for? Can you slow down?" Murong Yan felt dizzy.

"Slow down, slow down, it's not on the bed, why do you let the suzerain be so slow." As long as he spoke, it would be obscene, and Murong Yan raised her fist and beat him.

(End of this chapter)