He placed her heavily on the chair and shouted, "Sit tight."

Beibei was unsteady and was about to get up again. "Nan Lisheng, try moving again!"

As expected, Beibei stopped moving and looked at Di Qianmo blankly. Everyone held their breath, intuitively feeling that Beibei was going to be dealt with by Di Qianmo this time. Manyu was already prepared to watch the excitement and planned to have a good time there another day.

Nan Lisheng made a sarcastic comment in front of him.

Even the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted his robe and sat upright, intending to see if something interesting would happen next.

The women in his harem all acted gentle and lovely in front of him. Well, he had never seen a woman like Nan Li Sheng.

In the eyes of the world, Di Qianmo was always as indifferent as an elegant ink painting, and rarely had big mood swings, but in front of Nan Li Sheng, he was either gentle or glaring. This is indeed a very strange thing.

Qingzhi's nervous forehead was full of cold sweat, and she thought in her heart that it was over.

Then..

Then everyone's jaws dropped to the ground, because Di Qianmo, who imagined he was going to get angry and clean up Beibei, lifted her feet with a sullen face, put them on his knees, and naturally helped her put on her shoes.

His face could not be described as ugly, but his movements could not be described as gentle.

The protagonist, however, was not at all aware of how incredible it was for Di Qianmo to put on her shoes. She watched blankly as he finished putting on one foot, and then handed the other one to him very naturally.

emperor:"..".

Manyu: "..".

Qingzhi: "!!!".

After Di Qianmo helped her put on her shoes in silence, he glared at her fiercely, "Nan Lisheng, how much wine have you drunk!".

Beibei held out four fingers and said, "Three, three altars."

Crowd: "???".

"How much!".

Beibei stretched out three fingers and said, "Four altars."

Everyone: "..".

Di Qianmo gritted his teeth. Even after reaching this point, he found that there was still nothing he could do against her.

A rare faint smile appeared on the emperor's face, "Talking the truth after drinking, Nan Li Sheng, why do you want to fight with Man Yu?".

"Eh?", Beibei looked at him, "Fight?". She pointed to her nose, "...Me?".

"Well, didn't you fight with Manyu?".

Manyu was anxious and walked over, pointing to her injuries and complaining, "Nan Lisheng, don't deny it. These are all thanks to you."

Beibei stared at her for a long time, and finally seemed to remember who this unpleasant woman was, so he pushed her aside and laughed, "Fight? No, no."

The emperor obviously didn't believe it, and when he wanted to get some evidence, he heard her covering her face with joy, "How can she beat me? Laughing, laughing to death, I beat her unilaterally so much that she beat a teenager."

Everyone: ".".

"Kill her in... minutes, eh."

Di Qianmo's face turned livid, "I knew you were capable, but I didn't know you were so capable."

Beibei swished her nose, her cheeks were as red as an attractive red apple. She put her hands around Di Qianmo's neck, then pulled her over and kissed her hard, "Who, who told her to hook, hook,

Attract me man.”.

Di Qianmo's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt an unknown feeling slowly rising in his heart, but a smile first appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!