Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1527 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (29)

There is such a small palace girl around, the master has only passed two days of decent days.

How can I poison her again?

Ning Jiu Mo squatted and said: "She does not respect me."

The voice of the **** was also cold. "Is it like the former palace man, who is not humiliating to the master?"

If so, the little palace girl is damned.

Ning Jiu Mo was silent, but he could not say this with his conscience.

After all, Bai Weiwei was too much, and today he saved him once.

After he spent a long time, he barely said: "She, she is not doing anything wrong with me."

The **** immediately angered. "She dared to do something against her Highness. I will arrange for her to die tomorrow."

Ning Jiu Mo Dunton said, "Nothing."

Eunuch: "?"

Ning Jiu Mo reluctantly said: "Do not move."

Eunuch: "I dare to marry you, simply..."

Ning Jiu Mo, "I didn't marry me."

Eunuch: "..."

Then the **** knows what to do, "Hey, is that the little palace girl is recommending the pillow for you?"

After all, this is also common for the well-informed eunuchs.

Ning Jiu Mo: "What is self-recommended? She is forced, and I don't agree with it when I rush."

Eunuch: "..."

Suddenly I felt that the little palace girl was very reliable, and she thought about how she was as good as her own master.

It turned out to be like the master.

I like it, I will not betray it, I will be more attentive.

Where to find a woman who likes His Highness, rare animals.

The **** couldn’t help but persuade: "His Royal Highness, this is a loyal one, or it is not poisoned."

Ning Jiu's face was cold immediately. "Do you even have to resist me?"

The **** knows the heart of his master, and most hates those who disrespect him.

After all, after so many years of shame, individuals will have strong and fragile self-esteem.

The **** took out the poison and shook his fingers. It was replaced by the least toxic one. It was not so good to eat undead.

After all, for so many years, the little palace girl is still the first woman who likes to go down to the temple.

He is afraid that the little palace girl will die, and His Royal Highness will regret it.

After giving the poison to Ning Jiu Mo, he retire.

Ning Jiu Mo closed the window, his face was gray, and he walked to the side of the bed.

Bai Weiwei slept soundly, and the quilt fell halfway on the ground. The body under the thin clothes was thin and had a few secret temptations.

Her sleeping face is so tender that she can pour out water.

Young, clean and soft.

Unlike the palace people who have been living in the palace, their faces are ugly and turbid.

Ning Jiu Mo took out the poisonous hand and paused.

In his dark eyes, he shed a little hesitation.

But when she thought of her familiarity with his hands and feet, she didn't know who had been handing it before.

Ning Jiu Mo ink put the poison on her lips and just wanted to feed the poison to her.

As a result, Bai Weiwei may be cold. She fell asleep and turned her body around her quilt, and her lips accidentally passed over his fingers.

The touch of the fingertips is soft and tender.

Ning Jiu Mo was like lightning, and his fingers were retracted, and the poisons were all gone.

When he saw her, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with peach blossoms, and he looked more delicate and tender.

Ning Jiu Mo feels thirsty for no reason, and he does not know what he is shaking, as if she is afraid that she will wake up.

He is afraid of what she does, not a stupid self, who is afraid of seeing anyone.

Ning Jiu Mo regained the poison and stiffened his fingers to repeat the action.

But after the fingers are halfway out, they are stiff and stiff...

(End of this chapter)