stocking the prince to death

Chapter 377 Is the deity's bed so easy to lay?
After Mo Qi finished saying that, the man at the door remained motionless, just looking at Mo Qi like this.

His eyes were cold, and his dark and treacherous pupils shone with icy coldness.

Dressed in black, at this moment he looked like a ghost from hell who was seeking his life.

The other side flower between the eyebrows was filled with a strong hostility for a moment.

On the deep and delicate cheeks, a black vortex emerged like a thick black, lingering around Ji Ruyue.

Mei Qinghan froze the moment Ji Ruyue pushed the door open.

Seeing this, Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat. What she was afraid of was not Ji Ruyue's killing intent, but Ji Ruyue's discovery that she was injured.

It doesn't matter if she is hurt.

What she was afraid of was what big things Ji Ruyue would do!

Then she would have nowhere to cry!
"Xiao Yueyue!" Without even thinking about it, she lifted the quilt and stood up, but she couldn't stand still, and her head hurt.

Mei Qinghan stretched out her hand, but before touching Mo Qi, another figure had already held Mo Qihuan in his arms.

Ji Ruyue looked at Mo Qi with a pale face, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she looked at Mei Qinghan with a strong killing intent, "What did you do to her?"

Mei Qinghan shook her head with a wry smile.

Mo Qi hooked Ji Ruyue's neck, buried his head under Ji Ruyue's neck, and said in a dull tone, "It has nothing to do with Mei Qinghan, let's go back first, shall we?"

Mo Qi finally expressed his affection to him in a soft tone, how could Ji Ruyue refuse, and gave Mei Qinghan a cold look, and he quickly left the prime minister's mansion.

At that glance, Mei Qinghan knew clearly that now, he would not even think about stepping into the Prince Regent's Palace again.

It's hard to live in a place as close as Wu'er...

now……

He sighed, sat down on the bed, and buried his head in the quilt.

There was still the unique fragrance of Mo Qi on the bed, his eyes were half closed, he was dressed in a red dress, his face was indifferent, his beauty surpassed ice.

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And Mo Qi, who returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion, deeply felt the care from the God of Suicide...it was creepy! ! !
Ji Ruyue took her directly to the Prison Palace, the number of times she had been here before could be counted on the fingers of one's fingers.

And now...

Mo Qi hugged the quilt, looked at Ji Ruyue who was staring at her by the bed, the corner of her mouth twitched, "That..."

This bed... belongs to Ji Ruyue!
Her heart and liver started to dance, okay?

Although it is very soft and comfortable, this bed is very dangerous, okay?
Mo Qi is about to explode!
"Can I..." Mo Qi had a discussing tone, "I'd better go back to Fanyin Pavilion..."

"Don't even think about it!" Ji Ruyue sneered, "Is it so easy to get on the bed of this deity?"

Mo Qi's whole body started to twitch.

Ji Ruyue's words...

So strong that she was speechless.

"Eat!" When Ji Ruyue hugged Mo Qi, she knew that Mo Qi was so weak because of exhaustion of her internal energy.

In addition to the internal force, he seemed to be aware of another force, but that force was still exhausted by Xiao Qi's internal force.

He held a black pill in his finger, and Mo Qi swallowed, "This...isn't it poison?"

"Don't worry, poison won't kill you!" Ji Ruyue successfully activated the poisonous tongue attribute.

"You will lose me like this!" Mo Qi complained.

"It's as if you stayed by the deity's side without your consent!"

Ji Ruyue's tone was sarcasm, and seeing Mo Qiyi's embarrassed face for a moment, she snorted coldly, "Besides, you think this deity will let you go!"

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(End of this chapter)