Quickly wear a little flirt and become a scumbag

Chapter 145 Being Hounded by the Demon Lord 44
Xia Yin couldn't even speak easily, and Mo Sicheng was frightened.

Mo Sicheng remained unmoved, Xia Yin continued to be moved with emotion and reason.

"Mo Sicheng, you... I'm so young, you can't do it, why don't you get up and discuss something!"

Mo Sicheng smiled in satisfaction, this is what a girl should look like!

"People say that women like duplicity the most. This king thought you were special, but it seems that you are not! If you want this king, just say so. You don't have to be so narrow-minded, and this king didn't say no."

Xia Yin: "..."

"Damn it...Your uncle, Mo Sicheng, you are too narcissistic, get up for me."

Mo Sicheng: "Narcissism also requires capital. This king has it, but you don't. Also, this king is the uncle, and there are no other uncles."

Xia Yin was furious, "Mo Sicheng, I'm not a human, you are a real dog, if you don't get up again, believe it or not, my mother will make you a eunuch."

Mo Sicheng didn't quite understand the previous modern term, so he shrugged, "You're very welcome, I want to see how capable the princess is, so that I can't get out of bed and become a eunuch directly."

Xia Yin's eyes widened. Mo Sicheng clearly misinterpreted her meaning on purpose, so she wouldn't think so.

Xia Yin swears that Mo Sicheng is really, really, really good-looking, but she doesn't have any thoughts about Mo Sicheng.

Xia Yin was so angry that he was silent, and Mo Sicheng continued to display his shameless skills, "As the saying goes, peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic. When Wang Hao said this, I am really looking forward to it. Anyway, I will have a bridal chamber sooner or later. , why not make it earlier today!"

Xia Yin was really shameless for Mo Sicheng and was so angry that he was about to kiss her when he saw Mo Sicheng slowly leaning down.

Xia Yin roared, "Mo Sicheng, how dare you."

Mo Sicheng was just teasing her, and didn't intend to really kiss her.

After Xia Yin yelled at him, she clearly felt a power in her palm that was so powerful that no one could match it.

Out of instinct for danger, Mo Sicheng let go of his hand and stepped aside.

An invisible, invisible spiritual force escaped from Xia Yin's fingers and shot directly at Mo Sicheng's forehead.

Fortunately, Mo Sicheng dodged quickly, and when he looked back, he only saw a finger-sized hole on the curtain of the carriage.

Mo Sicheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, only to see an old man dressed as a peasant holding a small iron pot and looking left and right.

"No, boss, your pot is broken and has holes."

The boss snatched it up: "How is it possible? The pot I sell is of the best quality. If there is a hole, I will compensate you... Hey, there really is. When did it rot?"

The farmer smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you. The facts are here. How did you pay for it?"

Boss: "If there is a hole, I will accompany you with a new pot."

Peasant: He was here to buy a new pot, okay?

Xia Yin, who was listening in the carriage, came to a two-word conclusion: "A profiteer."

Mo Sicheng looked at Xia Yin with changing eyes: "How did you do it?"

Pass through the curtain, but the curtain does not move.

The iron pot was broken down, but the pot made no sound.

With such a strong and exquisite internal force, Mo Sicheng thought that he could not do it himself.

But it is the master of this internal force who has always shown disgust and fear towards him.

Is he using her, or is she approaching him purposefully.

Xia Yin sat up, looked into Mo Sicheng's eyes and said, "Put away those dirty thoughts of yours."

(End of this chapter)