Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 111
"You put me down, I'll just sleep on the sofa." Feng Sumo panicked, raised his head, his eyes pleading.

"Why?" Mexilo didn't understand her behavior.

Seen, touched, eaten, and still so shy? !
Feng Sumo thought for a while, and managed to force out a sentence, "I like the texture of the sofa."

The corners of Moxiluo's lips curled up wickedly, and he said calmly, "I'll accompany you, and occasionally sleep on the sofa for a night, which is also very romantic."

Feng Sumo was so excited by his words that he kicked him a few times, and broke his claws one by one with his hands, wanting to shrink down.

"Healed?" Seeing her resistance, Moxiluo's gloomy voice floated from above his head.

Feng Sumo's body was slightly stiff, and the hand resting on his hand was retracted stiffly. He rubbed his stomach and shook his head lightly, "No."

"Stomach pain?" Moxiluo's lips drew a slight arc, and he put her on the bed or on the bed. His claws penetrated into the clothes and covered her hands, "I'll rub it for you."

Feng Sumo was astonished.

If he really rubs it down, it's the abdomen that's being rubbed right now, maybe it will directly turn into breasts and breasts in the next moment.

Thinking of this, Qingya's face changed color on the spot, and Feng Sumo didn't care about pretending to be sick, he raised his foot and kicked Moxiluo's abdomen.

Boom!
Then there was a dull landing sound.

Unprepared, Mesilo fell heavily on the carpet.

"Feng, Su, Mo!" His Highness Xi Luo stood on the ground in an even and stable manner, his finely carved handsome face changing from green to white.

This little girl actually dared to kick him!

Feng Sumo's heart trembled when he yelled at him, he casually pulled off the bed and the sheets on it, and walked to the sofa, laying down his petite body on it, hugging the corner of the sofa with his arms, and no longer looking at him.

Moxiluo stood up and was about to go to repair people, but there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Feng Sumo was wrapped in a quilt, with his head buried in the sofa, making no sense.

Moxiluo shot her cold eyes, and walked towards the door with slender legs.

The door was pushed open, and Mrs. Debi stood outside the door, keeping her head bowed respectfully, and called him softly, "Your Highness, His Royal Highness has something to call for."

Mesilo's ugly face cooled down again after saying that, he glanced at Mrs. Debi with sharp eyes, and nodded slightly.

After Mrs. Debi's words reached her, she was about to leave, but her eyes froze when she touched Feng Sumo who was tightly wrapped up on the sofa, and the expression on her face froze a little bit.

Does Her Royal Highness always get along with Her Highness Heller like this?
Sensing something wrong with her eyes, Moxiluo slowly turned his head, and his eyes fell on Feng Sumo.

"Is there anything else?" asked Mrs. Debi with a cold face, and Moxiluo's face sank.

"It's okay, Debi will leave now." Mrs. Debi lowered her head, turned and left.

Moxiluo glanced at Feng Sumo again, closed the door, left the room, and walked towards the prince's room.

"Grandpa, what do you want from me?" Pushing open the door, without even passing on, Mesilo walked directly towards Prince Kanoch.

"Can't I ask you to sit down?" Kanoqi frowned, motioning for him to sit down.

Mecillo didn't say much, and sat down on the seat next to him.

Kanoqi gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and looked at him leisurely, "Do you know why Grandpa let you live in the palace?"

"Speak straight." Not liking to beat around the bush, Moxiluo pursed his thin lips into a cold and hard arc.

Kanoqi's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were sharp, "Feng Sumo, as the crown prince, has too many dissatisfaction. I will give her three months. If after three months, she can't meet my Request that the title of Crown Princess be revoked!"

(End of this chapter)