Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 141 The Demon King’s Cinnabar Mole (47)

In the end, he was afraid that the young man would blush too many times and burn his face.

He rubbed his hair secretly with his fingers.

In the end, he deliberately messed up the broken hair on his forehead like a child.

The loose and broken hair was casually drooping on the smooth forehead, and the smiling eyes were full of indulgence.

The exquisite facial features were so beautiful that Tan Sang's eyes trembled, almost unable to hold back.

Want to tease him again.

There was another burst of noisy voices, as if all the servants had experienced a war.

Her Highness the Princess shouted again and again, disturbing them all at once.

Tan Sang's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, the sharpness in his eyes cut through everything.

Boyan felt that there might be something urgent, so he wanted to leave.

The little princess immediately got into a temper tantrum and held on to the man.

The extremely handsome and elegant man smiled lightly, adding a soft halo to his whole body, sweeping away his former gloomy temper.

The shallow eyes cast on the bronze mirror in her sleeve.

So Tan Sang frowned, but let it go.

The servant girl got the order to enter the princess' palace.

At a glance, I saw the glamorous princess, standing alone in the palace, she turned around slightly, turned sideways against the light, and her whole body was filled with the air of a domineering king.

Looking down on everything like a king, he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The servant girl knelt down and lowered her head and replied, "Your Majesty sent the Clothes Bureau to make clothes for the princess. I'm here to ask what other preferences does Your Highness have?"

Tan Sang's slender fingers played with the bronze mirror in his hand.

The whole person exudes a lazy and luxurious atmosphere.

The red lips whispered, "Just do it as usual."

The servant girl took the order, but waited.

After all, slaves and maidservants are not allowed to step down without the order of their master.

"Ok?"

A simple "um" made the maid feel a chill rushing up from the soles of her feet, spreading to her limbs and bones all at once.

The servant girl wanted to back down but suddenly heard Tan Sang's flat voice, "Not backing down yet!"

Accompanied by a frightening chill coming from her body.

so... so cold...

The maid hurriedly backed away, knowing that she had run into His Highness's misfortune today.

Tan Sang propped his head on his jade hand in all kinds of boredom, and knocked on the desk casually with the other hand, his beautiful pupils just stared at the incense and burned it out.

ah!It has been half an hour since a part of it was wiped out.

Jade hands picked up the bronze mirror and tentatively called out, "Brother,"

The soft voice, mixed with the spring breeze, blew through his heart.

Boyan felt hot all over his body, and his ears were also hot.

His slender fingers rested on his forehead, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

The little demon who just came in to report looked at the cool and handsome man on the throne and didn't know whether to go in or go out.

The feet hung like this over the threshold.

Not knowing what Jingui's man heard, he smiled.

The little demon just glanced at it, and the stern look flashed in his eyes, which made him almost dizzy in fright.

The overwhelming oppressive aura made a choke in his throat.

I couldn't even speak.

I can only stand outside like this.

He suddenly understood the voice just now, it seemed to be a woman.

The low voice is lazy and a little coquettish, as if to say, you have never told me your name for so long.

Like to blame like a baby.

Such a nice voice made his body react.

Absolutely superb.

No wonder Lord Demon King laughed just now.

(End of this chapter)