Quick wear, the boss behind the scenes is too mysterious

Chapter 1526 "Remnant King" Are you brain-dead? (29)
"Nonsense." Bai Qing raised his leg and kicked him, stretched out his hand to push him away, "Hurry up and get out, I need to change clothes, what's the matter with you, a man, in my room?"

"You change yours." Yuan Ling, who was pushed out of the bed, was not annoyed, but raised his finger to point to the new clothes he had placed beside Bai Qing's pillow, "the clothes are there, after you change them, call me, my lord." Call someone to bring water to wash you."

Bai Qing glanced sideways at the neatly stacked clothes, raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised her soft lips, "Since you want to show off so much, why don't you change my clothes for me?"

When Yuan Ling heard this, his slender figure froze immediately.

His fingertips rubbed awkwardly, his drooping long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the corners of Bomei's lips pursed for a while before he said, "I don't know how to dress dolls, I can't help you with this matter."

"Since I can't help you, go out first." Bai Qing rolled her eyes helplessly, "Can't I call you after I get dressed? Why do you insist on staying in my room?"

"Lan Feng is the only one in the palace who knows that the king has healthy limbs, but he has just been sent to another place by the king. If the king appears outside your room alone, it will arouse others' suspicion."

Yuan Ling told the truth in detail.

When Bai Qing heard this, she laughed heartily at his scheming.

Let Lan Feng push him into his room first, and then send him away in advance, to stage a heart-warming rogue scene for her?
Do you want a face?
She cast a sharp glance at Yuan Ling's back, stood up suddenly from the bed, and raised her hand to put down the bed curtain.

Listening to the subtle sounds coming from behind, Yuan Ling concentrated on amplifying his hearing slightly. He used the sounds of different clothes and Bai Qing's movements to speculate and record...the order in which she dressed.

When the short voice ended, Yuan Ling exhaled lightly to ease the warmth of his cheeks, and said quickly in a low voice, "This king will call someone to carry water, so you can just sit on the bed. "

As soon as her soft, white hands touched the bed curtain, they stopped because of the slightly nervous trill of the man's words.

Bai Qing raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose, a sneer flashed through her bright eyes.

The dog man actually eavesdropped on her getting dressed.

Wretched, dirty!
She raised her finger and touched the tip of her nose, and the cold light flickered on the bottom of her eyes with cunning, intertwined with deep meaning, "It will make people suspicious if you wipe my face in the room alone, why don't you call another servant to help."

"Alright."

Yuan Ling's slightly lit eyes were as bright as stars, and he was happy because Bai Qing thought of him.

But—this joy didn't last long, and it was frozen because of Bai Qing's sweet sentence in front of the servant, "Thank you, father, for taking care of me."

It was like a candle light that was finally lit, being mercilessly splashed out by the cold water mixed with ice balls.

The wet and warm handkerchief froze on Bai Qing's face, the man's thin lips twitched slightly, and the eyes staring at Bai Qing seemed to be frozen with cracks, and the coldness swept across thousands of miles of ice.

The young servant who was happy with the "little lady" and the prince got along warmly, his bright and happy eyes froze because of the sudden coldness in the air.

The slightly cooler handkerchief was thrown into the basin by Bai Yu's big hand, and the rippling ripples seemed to show the tension of the atmosphere.

The little servant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his tense body began to stiffen gradually, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Go back."

The two words slammed coldly made the boy feel as if he had been pardoned.

After saluting respectfully, he quickly escaped from this horrifying place with a washbasin in his hand.

　The next plane writes the zombie plane "She Can't Eat", inspired by the zombie version of Twilight in the movie "Warm Corpse", it is very warm and healing, mainly the male coach! !The ex-boyfriend or reconciled boyfriend of the big cousin (X-Men Mystique) starred.Then the next plane may write a finely divided orc plane "Your Majesty, which of me do you like?" "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!Stimulating hand rubbing.

　　
　
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