Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 52 I'll Accompany You

The sudden words made Moxiluo frowned slightly, "Why are you so angry so early in the morning?"

"You want me to spray it?" The milky white liquid slid from Feng Sumo's face drop by drop, and dripped on the ground, staining the warm yellow floor.

She was sure that he was punishing her for a series of things yesterday.

As a result, His Royal Highness Xi Luo was innocently wronged once again.

However, what he didn't expect was that she actually did this...

Snatching the box from his hand, Feng Sumo sprayed it on his face, seeing the white stains on his clean clothes, he felt relieved.

"A woman looking for death!" With a handsome face, Moxiluo grabbed her wrist with his big hand, and when he pulled, Feng Sumo's slender body staggered and fell on his lap.

With one movement, Feng Sumo threw the box in his hand in shock, and his head suddenly dropped.

More crimes...

"Don't continue?" Moxiluo sneered.

Feng Sumo raised his head, forced a smile from the corners of his lips, picked up the cardboard box next to him, and said very courteously, "I'll wipe it for you!"

Moxiluo looked at her coldly, Jun's face was expressionless.

This woman's face-changing speed is not so fast.

The milky white liquid slid down Moxiluo's handsome face, slid across his neck, and seeped into his clothes.

Feng Sumo kept on wiping him, and the paper towel in his hand slowly ran down his exquisitely handsome face, and slid across his neck. Just when he was about to continue wiping down, he stopped suddenly.

Feeling the soft touch brought by her hand, Moxiluo, who was in a state of enjoyment, frowned slightly, and said two words indifferently, "Continue!"

Go to hell!

He greeted him in his heart, but Feng Sumo didn't dare to say it directly, and didn't move his hands.

"Don't make me repeat the same words." Mo Xiluojun's face changed slightly.

Feng Sumo, would rather be sent here than go back to marry, right?
I will play with you!

Feng Sumo took a deep breath, opened his skirt, reached into his clothes, and wiped them lightly for him.

What it means to ask for guilt, she has a deep understanding at this moment.

Next time, I would rather offend the villain than this scumbag!

The word self-inflicted seems appropriate for Mecillo as well.

Originally, she was just deliberately trying to punish her for escaping marriage, but as soon as her body was touched by her soft hands, all the cells in Mexilo's body became active in an instant.

"You..." With the movement of wiping, Feng Sumo also noticed that he was abnormal, felt his hot skin, and was so shocked that the movements of his hands stopped immediately.

"Let you continue!" Mexilo's body was in an extremely tense state like a stretched string.

"Breakfast is cold..." Feng Sumo glared at him coldly, made an excuse, wanted to get up uncomfortably, but was dragged back into his arms by Moxiluo again before his legs stood up straight.

The black eyes looked into her eyes that were as clear as a clear lake. Moxiluo held her waist with one hand, and gently brushed her delicate cheeks with his cold fingertips, wiping away the few drops of milk liquid still remaining on her. The fingertips ran down the face, stopped at the earlobe for a while, and moved to her neck.

This woman will soon be his wife...

Feng Sumo's whole body was stiff, every cell in his body was in a state of preparation, his fists were clenched tightly, and he had the urge to punch him at any time.

Moxiluo obviously felt her nervousness, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his palm slid down along the curve of her body...

(End of this chapter)