The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 462 By default, it was Fu Qingran who helped you escape, and Bai Ziyu was the instigator

But he—as if being stimulated gradually lost control, he finally stretched out his hand to untie her acupuncture point, but he held her shoulder.

"If one day you disappear, this king will acquiesce that Fu Qingran helped you escape and Bai Ziyu was the instigator—this king can spare you, but he won't let them go.

you understood? "

Understand that he is a big-headed ghost.

Without the restraint of the acupoints, Chu Xi couldn't react for a while, and she didn't stand up until she felt some sensation in her legs and feet.

At this stop, she almost fell to the ground. After all, she hadn't moved for a long time and her body was stiff. The man tried to help her up, but Chu Xi avoided her calmly.

However, this man's paranoia is scary enough, even though his body is seriously injured, he leaned over and hugged her up.

Although I really want to take the opportunity to beat this man to death.

But she had finally liberated her body, and she didn't want to be sealed by Xing Mo again.

"Put me down."

"If you behave better - you will feel better."

What a bloody series, what kind of skin does this man have so far, how dare he say such a thing?

"You like to be good-looking. All the women on the street like you so much. They will definitely listen to you what you want them to do. It's not impossible to take off your clothes and let you go."

The man's thin lips pursed even tighter.

"I don't like those—don't you still have an old lover, Su Zhenyan? She is good-looking, with long legs, thin waist and big breasts, which suits your taste."

boom.

Chu Xi was thrown directly onto the bed by the man. The mattress was very thick, so it didn't hurt to fall on it. Chu Xi half-supported her body, staring at the man's ugly handsome face like an overturned inkstone.

"So, if you leave me here, it's an act of self-torture."

Trying to resist the urge to sew up the woman's mouth, he sat down on the edge of the bed, the room was relatively dark, and the woman's little hand on her lap was as delicate and beautiful as the tip of a bamboo shoot.

He wanted to grab her hand, but the woman sensed something, raised her hand, and put her back behind her, with a frosty appearance that seemed to be able to keep people away thousands of miles away.

The dull pain was magnified several times, and it was hard to hold back. It took him a long time to find his voice, but he just said numbly, "New things - always have to try."

Chu Xi: "."

Forget it—it's not interesting for her to compare with him.

She was about to get out of bed, but the man's tall figure blocked her. Chu Xi didn't want to conflict with him, so she simply changed direction.

The result is still the same.

Whenever a woman gets angry, her IQ is basically a display, and Chu Xi will choose the most direct and rude way, tearing off all the veils surrounding the carved wooden bed.

All of a sudden the bed also became bare, how can there be such an ethereal hazy feeling.

Chu Xi jumped off the bed from the other side, walked in front of him swaggeringly, and said, "The so-called painting is a prison - there is a certain range of activities. My range of activities is the entire Jingwang Mansion. Do you have any objections?"

The man was obviously stunned by her fresh and refined movements, but when the woman was about to go out, he still ordered Lian Qiao to follow her.

Forsythia was guarding her outside the toilet.

In the dark, there are also many hidden guards watching her. She is like an animal in a cage. Let alone running away, even taking a breather is a luxury.

How long will this kind of day last?
(End of this chapter)