MTL - The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack-Chapter 43 See through tricks

Remember [www.novelbuddy.com] in one second, fast update, no popup, read for free!

With Ling Xiao's previous work, the emperor had already absorbed a lot of soothing fragrance. At this time, the cartilage was scattered, and Ling Xiao could see that the emperor covered his head and felt uncomfortable. After a while, he fell down. Your own shoulders.

"Emperor ... Emperor ..."

Ling Xiao felt the weight of his shoulders, reached out and held the emperor's shoulders, pushed him up slightly, and tentatively called two sentences.

Seeing that the emperor had no response, Ling Xiao was glad and stood up to help the emperor to the bed.

"Mu Chongxuan, don't blame me. I just want to survive. If you really confess to you as you said, you can't tolerate me and use you, I have to make a plan for myself."

Talking to himself, Ling Xiao reached out and rummaged over the emperor. After a while, he found a gold-plated token from the emperor's waist.

Ling Xiao looked so happy that he carried his waistband in his arms.

The shadow of the servant and **** guarding the door hit the window, Ling Xiao blinked, touched the token around his waist and went out, opening the door a gap.

The little Lizi outside the door greeted him immediately, and when she saw that Ling Xiao was a little surprised, he immediately saluted Ling Xiao: "Master Ling."

Ling Xiao nodded, and said, "Emperor, rest with me tonight, you all step back, don't have to watch."

"..." Little Li Zi was surprised, and then joyfully said, "Master, you and the emperor finally ..."

Little Li Zi looked at Ling Xiao with a smile, implying that it was very strong. Ling Xiao shuddered, and raised his foot lightly to him: "Just be happy, now that you know, take someone away."

Little Lizi heard the words and gave a slight meal. She shook her head and said, "This is not okay, director. Even if the emperor rests in his own palace, he must keep the minions on the vigil. Otherwise, if he wants to greet himself at night, the slaves will Retreat, what can I do if it can't be called? "

Ling Xiao looked at the little plum, and there was some confusion on his face. His eyes always looked straight into Ling Xiao's palace, but unfortunately, Ling Xiao's body blocked his sight.

Little Plum frowned, even more confused. Ling Xiao saw this, smirked, and took out the token from her waist, saying coldly: "What? If you do n’t believe it, the emperor gave me the token, you should always recognize it Right? "

Little Li looked up, and the gold-plated token was shining brightly under the light. Little Li was startled and kneeled in front of Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao said coldly: "You can't retreat quickly."

"Yes." Little Plum didn't dare to delay any longer and took everyone back.

When Ling Xiao went out and looked around, he saw that there were no more people around, and he was so happy that he went into the house and changed into a eunuch.

Seeing that the emperor was stripped of his clothes and lying on the bed, Ling Xiao was worried that the emperor would be cold, and returned to cover him with a quilt. He leaned over and pressed the quilt corner, facing the unconscious emperor, Ling Xiao Quite emotional, said goodbye softly: "Goodbye, my emperor."

After speaking, Ling Xiao straightened up and turned, and he walked towards the door without hesitation.

Suddenly, his wrist was caught, and then he moved in a spiral. Ling Xiao exclaimed in surprise, and was pushed to the bed vigorously. There was a pain in the wound on his chest, and he sighed, and saw the pressure on Above him is the emperor who has been stunned ...

The emperor looked blue and black at this time, his eyes were deep and cold looking at himself, his lips curled tightly, his body exuded a terrible momentum, and shocked Ling Xiao into being unable to move.

"Emperor ... Emperor ..."

Looking at Ling Xiaoping's clever words, he can only stutter a complete sentence at this time.

It's over!

This is Ling Xiao's only idea at this time.

The emperor's cold eyes swept across Ling Xiao's whole body, and finally fixed on the token around his waist. He reached out and took the gold-plated token from Ling Xiao's waist, and stared at Ling Xiao with eyes.

"It is the purpose of inviting me to come here tonight."

The emperor's voice was as cold as an ice drop, and all fell on Ling Xiao's heart, which made Ling Xiao's whole body cold.

"Slave ... Slave ..." Ling Xiao wanted to argue, but could not find any words to defend himself.

In the anxiety, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a little dizzy, and everything in front of him began to blur, but his body that had just been cold gradually rose to the sea.

Ling Xiao shook his head to see the scene in front of him, but found that the emperor's sword, eyebrows, and eyes were red, with every expression and action with fatal confusion.

Between the opening and closing of that lip, she was terribly sexy, so Ling Xiao had the urge to catch that lip, Ling Xiao swallowed, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

The emperor looked at the little **** in front of him, his cheeks stained crimson, his brow was lightly wrinkled, his eyes blurred, and a seductive / breathing breath appeared between his lips and teeth.

Scratching his heart, his gaze looked at himself charmingly, his eyes full of craving, this was a silent invitation to himself.

The emperor's eyes sank, and appalling desires / desires gradually appeared in his eyes, but he kept staring at Ling Xiao without moving, as if waiting for something.

Ling Xiao's craving couldn't be relieved, his body became hotter and hotter, and the underneath thing became more and more swollen. He rolled hardly, rubbed the bedding under him, and bit his bottom lip sadly.

"What the **** ... heh ..." He exhaled a scorching heat, his body rubbing against the emperor's skin, and the doubts at the exit instantly turned into a high-pitched moan / groan.

OK ... so comfortable ...

Ling Xiao's body was soft, paralyzed in bed, and he was breathing quickly. He never knew that it would be so comfortable to touch the skin.

Ling Xiao twisted his body and looked at the emperor's uncovered chest, his eyes lit up, showing a strong thirst, this look was like a wolf who saw the meat, shouting that he wanted to poke the meat into his mouth.

He struggled to get up, stroking the emperor's exposed skin with both hands, fascinated by the power contained in the pectoral muscles, and approached the skin insanely.

"Hmm ..." The emperor snorted softly, rolled over and pushed down Ling Xiao, the slight rude movement involved the wound in front of Ling Xiao's chest, and the sting awakened Ling Xiao's wisdom, Ling Xiao opened his eyes blankly With the emperor, something is unknown. So: "What happened to me ... heh ..."

The final epilogue was completely swallowed by the emperor. He caught the eunuch's swollen lips, raging the aroma of the eunuch's mouth, twirling the eunuch's teasing breath, groaning.

Ling Xiao was still struggling at first, but finally seemed to be immersed in this lingering.

The hand pushing the emperor also changed to his neck, the contradicting lips, but in the end he was entangled with the emperor.