It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

This criminal, tearful plea for mercy was answered by a long, deep kiss.

After all, he didn't go too far. When his little friend was almost out of breath, Shangyuting released him and carried him back to the seat on the side.

"From now on, instead of calling me master, I will call me brother Ting. Do you understand?"

The tickling sounds touched the heartstrings of both of them.

The still overbearing big palm lifted the small, dull boy's back head.

After the words fell, the ambiguous atmosphere was still brewing in the carriage. The thin red lips that had been bitten by the young man just now gently covered the young man's smooth and white forehead.

Baiyang didn't respond immediately.

Shangyu Ting put the baby sheep, who might have a bad temper, into his arms again, and continued to talk about love, "Huh? Not happy?"

"I've been playing this master-disciple play for almost two years, and you still haven't had enough of it?"

Baiyang blinked her beautiful curled eyelashes with little pearls hanging on them.

He continued to cross his arms, still looking unhappy.

Until he felt that the pig's hooves hugging his waist were trying to do it again, the little mouth that had begged before quickly muttered: "I know, I know, I'm so annoyed!"

This lamb also has a temper!

You, a big bad wolf who always wants to eat sheep, can you please step aside!

I don’t know if it’s really easy for the gun to go off if it’s so close!

Shangyuting could see all the expressions on his baby sheep's face.

But it is absolutely impossible to let people go.

He started to say, "Call me brother Ting now", his voice was indescribably bewitching.

The rebellious sheep boy refused to listen to this, "No, the master is the master!"

A certain warlord's hooves holding the lamb's waist were about to reach down again.

The little sheep was startled and immediately changed his tune, "Brother Ting, you are bullying me!"

Although I have changed my words, I still need to straighten my life!

"I hate Brother Ting the most, huh!"

The warlord's Adam's apple rolled more frequently when his name was blurted out by his little friend.

Under the indigo shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned, the blush climbed directly from the flimsy fabric all the way up.

Shangyuting felt that he was about to be "made crazy" by Baiyang!

I suppressed my voice, and before my words could be shouted out, my ears were filled with the music played by the unbearable driver, who was shaking his legs.

Music seems to separate two worlds in the front seat of the car and the back seat of the car.

The ones in front are the "beaters" who are still on their way in earnest.

The one in the back is the young lover who is flirting and talking about being in love.

Shangyuting, who was revered as the King of Ocean Warlords, had a headache and buried his head in the cold young man's neck.

There was a huge gap in status between him and the voice of resentment that sounded like a frustrated young daughter-in-law, with a voice that only the two of them could hear, blasting in the ears of the cold young man.

"Baiyang, you owe me because you broke Brother Ting."

"You have to compensate yourself to Brother Ting!"

Shangyuting said while stroking the lips of his cool young man.

There was something vague, and the cold boy who was forced to lose control of his upper lip immediately hummed.

"certainly not!"

The sound was soft and could not be heard clearly by the driver, but this did not prevent the driver from turning the car music volume to the maximum.

The cold young man suddenly turned his head hard, and the big palm on the back of his head that he didn't have time to put down scraped across the bridge of her tall and delicate nose, tickling both of them at the same time...

"I'm not you, please don't bend, okay?" The cold young man leaned over and whispered in the warlord's ear...