The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 107

Rounded.

place.

Exposure to air.

Step straight on the steps made of jade.

Every place is extremely beautiful, and people can't take their eyes off.

Mo returned to the Adam's apple rolling, raised his hand to stop the dark guard who wanted to rush forward to stop the person.

He wanted to see what this daring boy wanted to do.

Immediately, there was a soft touch in his arms, and the boy put his arm around his neck, and the faint smell of spices was fragrant, but it was not disgusting.

"Your Majesty." The boy's voice was soft.

Those beautiful amber eyes, full of him, make people happy.

"Bold."

Mo Guishi chuckled, hugged the teenager's waist, and covered the teenager's thigh with his other hand, and the touch of the palm sliding down made people's hearts move slightly.

He only listened to the report of the dark guard, and the young man asked to change the Western Regions dance costume, but he didn't expect that the change was so exposed, and it dangled in front of him.

The envoy from the Western Regions who sent the young man over was already sweating coldly (cen), lying on the ground and not daring to breathe.

You must know that tyrants are moody, and one unhappiness is that their entire Western Regions mission will lose their heads.

He already knew that he would not bring this teenager over, implicating them all at once, and the entire Western Regions bore the consequences, and he was about to regret dying.

The atmosphere became more depressed for a while.

Those ministers fell to the ground facing Mo Gui, even their breathing was inaudible, and the sound of falling needles could be heard clearly.

"Are they crying and mourning their faces one by one?"

Mo Guishi's voice was careless, but the words he said made the officials kneeling on the ground terrified, for fear that they would be dragged out and cut down in the next second.

One by one, the faces tugged, wanting to show a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

The envoy of the Western Regions wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and knelt down in his seat trembling.

The dancing birds are like light petals, dancing with the accompaniment, a waist that is grasped, and a soft body.

Like a blooming peony.

Beauty is beautiful.

But no one dared to appreciate it, even Mai Ji's eyes were full of horror, and they couldn't refuse the banquet dance, even if they were beaten to death by the tyrant who was in a bad mood one day.

After all, there are many lessons from the past.

"Roll, jump something."

"Every day is the same thing, and all that is raised is a bunch of waste."

Mo Guishi's voice was cold, and the thick sense of oppression made people breathless.

Maihime plopped down on her knees, lying on the ground in horror, but she couldn't even say a word begging for mercy, she knew that no one could help her.

Even the sobs did not dare to let his body shake too much.

[Mission Release: Save Mai Ji and Gain Merit]

The boy seemed to be a little unbearable, and buried his head in Mo Guishi's neck, as if frightened, and hugged him tightly.

"How? This is scary.

"Still dare to sit on Xun's lap." Mo Guishi pinched the boy's chin, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at him, and the strength in his hand did not tighten.

The beauty's skin was too tender, leaving a shallow red mark with a slight force, and the beautiful amber eyes spread mist, causing tears to hurt.

"The slave can dance and can make His Majesty happy."

The young man bit the soft lower chun, the little appearance of being wronged, but it was more vivid, and for the first time someone dared to show his true emotions in front of him.

"If you can't please Xuan, Xin will cut off your legs and feet, so that you will never be able to dance."