Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 125
The hem of the white dress was stained with wine, and the large areas were all wine red, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Sumo obviously didn't expect such an accident, and his face had a flash of panic.

"Your Highness Su Mo, I'm sorry!" The waiter glanced at the dark sky in Moxiluo next to him, bent down, and helped Feng Sumo wipe it up.

"I'm fine, don't be nervous." Feng Sumo stepped back a few steps, and began to think quickly about the solution to the problem in his head.

Kanocchi frowned as he watched this scene.

It's outrageous!
"Let Crown Prince Heller change the partner." Turning his head, Kanocchi whispered to the entourage next to him, and the man immediately walked over to Mesilo.

Walking up to the two of them, he glanced at Feng Sumo next to him, and the attendant whispered Kanoqi's words in Moxiluo's ear.

The volume was not very loud, but it was still well heard by Feng Sumo's ears, and her pink lips curled up in a mocking arc.

The prince changed who she wanted to be on?
Moxiluo's already ugly face darkened even more after those words, he glared at the person with cold eyes, grabbed Feng Sumo's hand, and led her to the center of the stage.

He didn't listen to a single word the man said.

Kanocchi's face changed when he watched from the side, his blue eyes burst out with intense anger, and he wished he could walk over and separate the two of them.

"Your grandfather asked you to change people..." Feng Sumo followed him, reminding him as he walked.

"Do you want me to dance with other women?" Moxiluo suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at her.

"Why do you ask me?" Feng Sumo looked away, not understanding the purpose of his words.

Mecillo had the urge to strangle her.

He moved his hand, finally reached for her face, rubbed it and said, "I'm just waiting for a word from you."

If she doesn't want him to dance with other women, he doesn't dance.

If she dared to say that she wanted him to dance with other women, then he would rudely suppress her to the end!

After Feng Sumo said that, he slowly turned his head and looked at him puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Stupid woman!" Moxiluo retracted and held her hand, looked at the skirt on her with a little irritability, and wanted to order someone to go to the room to get another one, but Feng Sumo squatted down and grabbed her hand. A corner of the skirt was pulled up.

Moxiluo was stunned for a few seconds, and after realizing her intentions, he squatted beside her, with a playful arc on his lips, "This kind of thing should be left to me."

After finishing speaking, she pushed away her hand that was tearing the hem of the skirt, and with a snap, the hem of the dress was torn apart. After that change, the long dress was replaced with a small dress that was higher than her knees, which set off her appearance in the European crowd. Too slender figure, just right.

A faint smile was drawn on the corners of Moxiluo's lips, he glanced at the clothes on her with satisfaction, and pulled her towards the center of the stage.

Although she didn't answer directly, her actions have already told him straightforwardly whether she wants him to dance with others, and Young Master Mo is very satisfied with this answer.

"I'm just doing my duty well." Suddenly, Feng Sumo's voice sounded.

It was Mexilo who made the agreement with her, not Canocci. During the six months, she only had to play the role of Mexilo's wife well.

"Shut up." Moxiluo was splashed with cold water, and his happy mood just now was out of tune in an instant, and the pace under his feet quickened a little.

As soon as the two came to the center of the stage, they undoubtedly became the most eye-catching couple in the audience.

Kanoqi looked coldly at Feng Sumo's little dress, let out a snort from his thin lips, turned his head, and continued to communicate with Ares.

(End of this chapter)