The queen concubine please

Chapter 37 Ruoshu: Head-to-head?like just now

"Situ Mo, I will settle today's account with you sooner or later!"

She was careless about being hugged by a man and eating tofu, Ling Feishuang, you really failed in ancient times!

Situ Mo looked at the palm of his hand, feeling a little lost, his chest hurt a little from her beating, and his clothes were a little wet during the fight just now, but looking into her eyes, his lust didn't dissipate, and it aroused even more. A touch is inevitable.

He looked at her wrapped tightly in white clothes, and thought of the feeling of being hugged in his arms just now, his eyes became hotter, his black hair was disheveled, and he looked fragile, but exuded absolute momentum.

He just laughed at such a discovery, and said ambiguously: "How do you want to settle with this king? I don't mind if you treat you like I just did."

Ling Feishuang's face was dark red, and she cursed shamelessly in a very low voice, but she was angry and hated at him in her heart, and really wanted to kill him.

"What is Qing'er talking about? I didn't hear you." He tilted his head slightly, and was about to walk towards her.

"Stop!" Ling Feishuang shouted angrily, her eyes fixed on the big bucket of water, she was calculating the distance in her heart, if he dared to take a step closer, she wouldn't mind helping him take a bath, and escaped through the back window by herself.

Her eyes have already estimated everything, she can't fight him rashly in the temptation just now, otherwise she must be the one who suffers.

However, Situ Mo really stood where he was, looking at her seriously. In fact, he could see through her mind. He found that this woman was really completely different from before.

It also aroused his desire even more.

"Are you ordering this king?" He said to her in a chic manner, his eyes wandered wantonly on her body, the heat in his body did not recede, but he didn't have that kind of compelling interest.

What he wanted was this woman's nod, and he believed that getting her heart would satisfy him more than getting her man.

"When necessary, I don't mind bumping into you head-on!" She frowned and shouted, her vigilance did not let go, but became more intense.

"Hard to touch? Like just now?" He still didn't stop joking, and found it a pleasure to piss off this always indifferent woman.

(End of this chapter)