Chapter 229: Competition! The Emperor with a Black Belly 5
"Your Majesty, I discovered something." Since he insisted on hugging her, she felt it was necessary to lean on the gravity of her body toward him, so that she could feel more comfortable. She did it no matter how she thought about it.
As a chair, people are naturally more comfortable than hard furniture.
Murong Jing let her lean on him and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"You are good at telling jokes." Although it's very cold! The super cold joke always makes her unable to laugh.
"Is that so? How about you?" Naturally, he leaned over his handsome face and smelled her hair scent.[
"It's even better than that. I didn't realize that you've said it several times today?"
Murong Jing smiled gently. "I learned from you..."
"Shan! I'm so flattered."
"Play a song for me. How about it? My queen." The magnetic voice was so emotional and tempting.
Chen Su'er felt that her hair was about to stand up!
Not only Murong Jing's tone and tone, but also because of what he said!
She, she... won't play.
The original master will definitely do it, but she is not the original master!
I really want to sit in front of the piano, like some time travel novels written in a daze, the original owner was on the body, and a music that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods play. But - crazy!
When she saw this plot in the novel, she often thought that the author drank too much boiled water and drank crazy! Otherwise, she would definitely have schizophrenia and would write about this kind of thing without any scientific basis. East.
Do you want to try it? Try sitting on it, stroking the piano, and imagine yourself in a split personality-
Uh, no, I imagine myself letting the ghost on my body...
That...isn't right, is it that I imagined that the original owner was not dead?
Tsk! Go to TMMD, if she doesn't die, then I'm dead!
If she comes back, should I be reincarnated?
Get safe, stop learning!
Because she felt that her head was so clear now,
Besides, it’s broad daylight - although it’s evening, there’s plenty of sunshine, and even if there are ghosts, they won’t come out so early.
So, she said—[
"Your Majesty, I... don't understand."
"Don't understand?" The puzzled gaze floated over.