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

"No." The warlord interrupted firmly.

His eyes were like eagles locked on all possible expressions of the cold young man.

Whether he is disgusted or afraid, since he is targeting and identifying the person, there is no possibility of escaping...

This is determined by the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and the strong is king.

And the ocean, and the country of China.

The army behind him and the Bai family who have been engaged in business for generations.

From the moment the cold young man in front of him was abducted across the ocean to provoke him, he and Bai Yang were tied together...

"Don't be afraid of Brother Ting's baby sheep. This is our first time talking to Brother Ting, but Brother Ting is learning and won't let the little sheep get hurt." Shangyu Ting said what Baiyang was most worried about in a tone that could not be refused. .

A thin layer of cold sweat should have broken out on his forehead, and the panicked little sheep shook his head.

His expression became even more aggrieved, and he leaned into the ear of the warlord again, and the cold boy's voice changed slightly...

"But, I'm not a man!"

Any words spoken by the cold young man in the past with this voice would sound indescribably sticky, overly sweet, and delicate to the ears of the warlord.

It felt like the side of my ear where I heard the girl's voice, and that half of my face, were numb in a biological sense.

Shang Yuting's pupils stared forward with some dilation. Half a song passed, and his head was completely white.

I can't even remember what I did.

Hear something.

Something is screaming in my heart.

The world view was like a magic mirror, with the left side crooked and the right side crooked. He just stayed there in a daze, watching himself being torn apart in the mirror.

Then the fantasy of the funny mirror disappeared, and he returned to reality. Unexpectedly, his big palm had pinched the delicate neck of the cold boy, no, his girl.

The energy is not used.

There was just some fear in the girl's eyes.

And he felt like he was still dreaming.

"Say it again." Shangyuting's voice suddenly became louder.

A cold girl with a very delicate face but a bit of heroic spirit, her little lips were pouted and slightly swollen.

It’s still that familiar recipe.

The rebellious little sheep folded his arms and grunted as he tried to look away.

Shangyuting was anxious, afraid that his careless palm would hurt his girl again, but he was even more unlikely to let her go.

The warlord's neck turned even redder, and he pulled open a button of his shirt again. Shangyuting held his reverse-bone lamb claw in his backhand, "Say it again."

An almost pleading tone.

There are too many emotions mixed into it.

Bai Yang is the only Miaomiao of the Bai family in Kyoto, China, and he is not the leader of his overseas business, the head of the business.

He has been doing psychological construction for more than a year.

He thought about all the worst and most terrible consequences, including the breakup of the family, the loss of power, miserable old age, and...if he couldn't accept all this, how his baby sheep would hate him for taking things by force.

This is very mysterious and majestic in the eyes of everyone. The king of ocean-going warlords who controls endless treasures and terrifying military strength is now trembling in his heart.

The "cold boy" who was unwilling to say any more "words" on this occasion was arrogant and proud.

With a raise of her delicate little chin, she moved arrogantly towards the car door on her side.

Although the big palm on the waist does not give in at all.

But a "seed of doubt" has been planted in my heart.

Shangyuting is now looking at the rebellious lamb, and the more he looks at it, the more...