Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"Wait! Your Highness, wait..."

The painter panicked when he saw the situation. Jun Yuancheng had ordered that Sima's portrait be good, but he didn't specify whether he could bring other people. His task was to bring the portrait back, and the emperor only cared about the result.

The reason why he said that was simply because he wanted to use the name of His Majesty to suppress the lawless regent, but he didn't expect that Xiao Su was now so arrogant that he didn't take anyone seriously.

"Anything else?" Si Mo looked extremely nonchalant.

"Yes, yes." The painter responded quickly: "The relationship between the Prince Regent and the young master... and the princess is stronger than gold. I believe that Your Majesty is magnanimous and will not take it seriously."

He said some nice words and kept observing Si Mo's reaction.

After hearing what he liked, Si Mo nodded: "Okay, let's draw it."

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Si Mo to suddenly change his mind: "Don't force it. If you don't want to..."

"I am willing to do anything with you." Si Mo interrupted him.

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment, and his ears turned red from being teased.

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In the end, they still drew the portrait. Si Mo struck a satisfied pose and let Xiao Su put one hand on his waist. The two of them got very close to each other.

The more Xiao Su looked, the more he felt that Jun Yuancheng's eyes were so ugly that he couldn't bear to see him.

After the painter returned to the palace, he presented the portrait. Jun Yuancheng was amazed at the first sight of Si Mo.

There really is such a stunningly beautiful woman in this world!

His hands stroked Si Mo's face in the painting hundreds of times, with an obsession in his eyes.

"She is a hundred times prettier than the concubines in my harem."

Jun Yuancheng changed his mind about using Si Mo to threaten Xiao Su. It would be a pity to let such a beauty die. Wouldn't it be better to bring Si Mo to his harem and let Xiao Su see how a beauty enjoys herself in his arms?

Sometimes insulting is a more torturous form of torture than killing.

The portrait was thrown on the shore, and Jun Yuancheng had drawn a big ? on the hand that Xiao Su had wrapped around Si Mo's waist with red ink.

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[Master, why did you agree to paint a portrait? Xiao Su seems very unhappy.]

Si Mo was leisurely soaking in a rose bath, and replied with his eyes closed: Of course I know, but have you forgotten what our mission is?

Besides Xiao Su, I remember the original owner also had a younger sister in the dungeon.

I can sense a faint breath, so he should still be alive, but the situation is very bad.

If you want to enter the Northern Pacification Division, you must first get close to the imperial palace.

Even though he is a god, there are still some rules that he must follow.

The ancient plane is no different from other planes, including the Imperial Palace and Panlong Land, and belongs to the standard human world.

The four realms of humans, gods, demons and monsters had drawn up rules thousands of years ago to ensure that they would not offend each other or interfere with each other.

Si Mo was able to come here because of the three thousand planes. Otherwise, if he wanted to come down to the mortal world, he would have to go to the Heavenly Court to sign some kind of special order, and he would have to seal his divine power, etc. It was really troublesome.

So he couldn't break the rules by force, or at least he couldn't be too ostentatious and disturb the judge in heaven.

According to Si Mo's plan, Jun Yuancheng should have taken action in the next few days. He has been living comfortably for too long and is getting a little bored.

……

As he expected, three days had passed since then and Jun Yuancheng could no longer hold back.

He first sent an invitation to the Regent's Palace, inviting Xiao Su to go on an autumn outing, but clearly stated that he wanted to bring his family.

Just before Xiao Su threw the memorial into the brazier, he was stopped by Si Mo. The corners of his mouth curled up wickedly, and his tone made people feel inexplicably cold: "Your Highness, please don't let down my kindness."

"You want to go?" Xiao Su asked in confusion.

His fist creaked as he clenched it, as if Jun Yuancheng was already a dead man in his eyes.

Si Mo sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist in a familiar way, pressing her body against his chest with a soft, boneless body, looking seductive and charming: "Be good, let's play with him."