There is a fox in my house

The role of women

No matter how powerful his Lonely Moon Flow Mark was, he still lost to him.

Even if he conquered more women, so what?

What's the point of everything if he can't get what he really wants.

"After the shoes are finished, you send them yourself, and say that the king has admired her for a long time and knows that she likes to dance, so he specially asked someone to make a pair for her."

Fei Yue nodded, and said proudly, "Who in the demon world doesn't know that Your Highness is suave and elegant."

"After hearing this, the Princess of the Flower Realm may not know how happy she will be."

Jiyue Liuhen curled her lips disapprovingly, "Liuyin is known as the most beautiful man in the demon world, I'm afraid she is more interested in Liuyin than I am."

"Not at all."

Feiyue's eyes were shining brightly, and she looked at Jiyue's flow mark with admiration.

"At least in the hearts of my subordinates, His Highness is unmatched."

After hearing this, Jiyue Liuhen had a gratified smile on his face.

"Fei Yue, hurry up and do something, this thing can only succeed, never fail."

to date. .He didn't even know what the flower world princess looked like.

Nor was he interested in knowing what she looked like, what kind of woman she was.

Women have only two uses for him.

One is to warm the bed and the other is to use it.

Even if you don't have any feelings, you can use it.

This flower world princess has a great effect on him.

As long as he can marry her, his status in Jiyue Liuhen will naturally be higher.

No matter what, he would never allow himself to bow down to Liuyin one day.

Just as Jiang Xueya returned to Hou Wang's mansion, she saw Mo walking towards her angrily.

She was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly thought of Feng Yueli.

Last night, she knocked Feng Yueli unconscious with a single palm.

Although Jiyue Liuhen said that there was no danger to his life, he didn't know if the injury was serious or not.

Seeing Mo coming to her door now, her expression changed, and she became a little worried.

Could it be that Feng Yueli was seriously injured by that palm last night?

She had never seen Mo show such an expression before.

"Miss Murong..."

Mo walked up to her and stood still, his tightly pursed lips seemed to be trying to suppress his anger.

(End of this chapter)