Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 225

The cold voice has no emotion at all, but it is extraordinarily sharp, like a double-edged sword that has beheaded countless heads and resentful souls, even if it is relatively gentle, it also hides a bloodthirsty and cold hostility. If you offend him, there will be murderous intent everywhere.

Seeing that someone was about to go out under orders, Chu Xiaotao couldn't help tugging at his dark red sleeves embroidered with peach lace.

Carefully and tentatively, he said, "Yes, can you not kill me?"

The phoenix eyes on that flirtatious face suddenly became deep and cold, staring fixedly at her nervous peach blossom eyes, raised his hand and stroked her trembling eyelashes with the pulp of his fingers, and there was a bright flash of light in his eyes. Extinguish the dim fire.

"Why, you want to plead for those trash?"

When Chu Xiaotao was well-behaved, she looked extraordinarily squeamish, soft and glutinous, and she looked easy to bully. She didn't speak, but lowered her eyes, and tightly grasped his sleeve, her expression looked a little disappointed, as if she was angry with him , as if to herself.

The corners of the raised lips were slowly drawn into a straight line, Qi Ze used his fingertips to trace down the corners of her eyes, and when passing by the protruding lips, he squeezed them vigorously, making the pink color a lot deeper in an instant.

And his eyes were even darker.

Especially the warm and delicate touch of the hands, smooth and soft, making people really fond of it, reluctant to let go easily, and even want to kiss Fangze in this position, and suck the sweetness.

"Baby." He kissed the strand of hair curled around his fingertips lightly, bit the end of the hair, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes were as soft and charming as a dream, "I don't like you caring about those things." Irrelevant people, as long as you have me alone in your eyes, it is enough to have nothing else to do, so that I can pretend that I don't know anything, and be happy to be coaxed by you, understand?"

Chu Xiaotao: "..." This is no longer paranoid and possessive.

"Okay, but Qi Ze, if you kill these tailors, then who will make my wedding dress? Could it be..." She bent her eyebrows, her little hand deliberately pressed the direction where his chest was beating, and scratched through the clothes. Scratching, as if trying to tug at his heartstrings, the tone was very intriguing, "Do you want to sew a wedding dress for me yourself? Qi Ze."

To sew a wedding dress myself.

Such words are really tempting, especially for Qi Ze.

He lowered his head, the hair behind him was hanging down in front of him, his originally pale and cold complexion was pink like steaming, Ruyu's earlobes were like blood drops, and he felt a little hot to the touch.

"Baby, do you know what you're talking about?" The wet and warm breath approached behind her ear, and Chu Xiaotao's jaw was pinched so that she couldn't turn her head to see his reaction, but she could still feel it. The body holding her was extremely excited.

The dim yellow candlelight not far from the veil shone on his body, and the division of light and shadow made his half face exquisite and half dark, like the two extremes of gentleness and indifference, especially those eyes, which were so dark red, almost as deep as The black color makes people look at it, and some legs tremble, and they can't help being frightened, and they collapse on the ground limply in fear.

"Damn it, damn it!" Not far away among the maidservants holding wedding gowns, a woman with a delicate face couldn't help but look up and take a peek, then retreated instinctively in fright, stepped on the hem of the skirt and fell to the ground.

The wedding dress in the tray in her hand also fell to the ground, even though the ground covered with the fox blanket was extremely clean, her face turned pale with shock, and she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kowtowing and begging.

(End of this chapter)