Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 116 Su Mo's Defensive Tactics

Not knowing what kind of soup Kanocci sent, Mesilo simply took two bowls and poured all the soup into the toilet.

When he came out, Feng Sumo's slender body was curled up in a ball on the leather chair, still in a state of trance.

The bright red high-end leather chair, like a ball of flame, wrapped her in it, her white arm was exposed in the air, the sharp contrast between red and white, very hot, very eye-catching, very... seductive.people.

Moxiluo walked up to her in a few steps, took her into his arms, and carried her to the big bed.

A movement brought Feng Sumo back to his senses, staring at him blankly, trying to break free from the restraint of his wings, but Moxiluo suddenly threw her on the bed.

Boom!
Her slender body fell into the soft bed, although she was covered with a layer of bedding, it still made Feng Sumo feel a little pain.

However, she didn't have the leisure to worry about these things, and when her body just touched the sheets, she struggled to get up.

The facts told her many times that every time Mesilo makes such a move, no good things will happen later.

"Where do you want to go?" Moxiluo stopped her body that was about to flee with one arm, and there was a touch of banter in his indifference.

"I..." Feng Sumo lowered his head, trying to think of an excuse. However, after thinking for a long time, his usually clever mind seemed to have stopped working, and he couldn't think of anything.

In fact, it's not that she can't think of it, it's that she has used too many excuses...

As a carnivorous animal, Mexilo acted very simply.

His eyes fixed on the jeans on her body that had blocked his eyes all night, and he stretched out his big hand towards the waist of her trousers. Moxiluo didn't even bother to undo the buttons, and pulled them horizontally a few times——

Hiss!
The solid material turned into pieces in his hands.

Feng Sumo's staring eyes widened, looking at the rags of his trousers with disbelief, a chill shot up from the soles of his feet, and quickly spread to his whole body.

Once a man makes up his mind to do something, do he move so fast?
This is the only pair of jeans she has in the palace, and she is planning to use them as a tactic against wolf...

"Don't wear jeans in the palace next time." Mocilo's tone was very light, with a serious expression on his face, he didn't look like someone who had just done something brutal.

"Why?" Feng Sumo pulled the sheet to protect his lower body, and the rebellion in his bones was accidentally revealed again.

"Because..." The corners of Moxiluo's lips curled up gracefully, as if what he was about to say was something elegant, he paused, and his thin lips clearly spit out the words behind, "Doing a lot of things is not easy. .”

In a word, a bang exploded in Feng Sumo's head.

Her clear face was as red as if it could ooze blood, her big angry eyes stared at him half shyly and half angrily, and her white hands held the blanket tightly.

Of course she knew what he was referring to.

rogue!

In fact, there is another reason why Moxiluo did this, and he didn't tell her, that is, if she continues to dress like this today, it will probably provoke Kanocchi's opinion again.

Canocci's character, Mecillo knows better than anyone else, rigorous, rigid, cold, and invariable.

The palace is also a serious place.

Retracting his thoughts, Moxiluo glanced at Feng Sumo beside him, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her down on the bed, with his tall body covering her.

"Wait a minute..." Feng Sumo put his hands on his chest, trying to stop him, but Moxiluo seemed to be unable to hear, grabbed the hem of her clothes, and took off her clothes...

(End of this chapter)