1131. Chapter 1131 It's not as good as a dog to wear a prince 5
"That's good." Murong Xitian came over and rubbed Xia Ziluo's head, then suddenly lowered his head and swiped at her pouty lips.
Xia Ziluo immediately forgot to protest, leaving only a feeling of shyness and a touch of sweetness in his heart.
"Bang bang——"
The knock on the door sounded again at this moment.
"Who is it again?" Xia Ziluo went to open the door in confusion, but someone pushed the door open and the Young Emperor walked in with a playful smile.
As soon as he came in, he immediately saw Xia Ziluo's nondescript way of dressing, and his jaw almost dropped: "This little... princess, this is not how you wear an evening dress! It needs to be exposed, showing off a woman's best figure..."
Suddenly, his scalp felt numb, and a boundless chill suddenly rose up his spine.
This was murderous intent. As a young underworld master, how could he not sense it?
"You're just kidding, the princess is naturally beautiful, she looks good no matter what she wears!" The young emperor hurriedly retracted his playful smile, but his vigilance kept rising again and again.
Murong Xitian looked at him angrily: "Tell me, what are you here for?"
"Shit, I almost forgot about business." The young emperor took something out of his pocket and handed it over, "Write your name and date of birth in it, and I will have someone make ID cards for you. No matter what you do in the future, you will have it.
this thing."
ID card?
Murong Xitian took it over and looked at it curiously, and immediately frowned. He saw that the little thing not only had Xia Ziluo's complete information, but also his, and even his portrait.
Although I don't know what method the young emperor used, the fact that he was able to obtain his portrait in such a short period of time shows that this person is not simple.
They were only separated for such a short time, and the young emperor drew his portrait?
"This thing is very important." Xia Ziluo saw that Murong Xitian didn't know how to use it, so he took it over and helped him type in the information, and then handed it back to the Young Emperor, "Thank you!"
The young emperor smiled again, but behind the smile there was still rising vigilance: "You are welcome, don't we want to cooperate? There is no need to be polite between partners, there is no need to say anything, there is nothing that this young master cannot handle."
"Get two sets of clothes for people. I don't like these kind of fabric-saving clothes." Murong Xitian was not polite.
The young emperor blinked and understood instantly.
The reason is not that Xia Ziluo, a country bumpkin, doesn't know how to wear an evening dress, but that this man is not allowed to wear it because he dislikes clothes that reveal too much flesh.
"I got it, I'll arrange for someone to do it right now." After the young emperor finished speaking, he seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly reminded, "My eldest sister won't leave these days. For safety reasons, you will always stay in this room. Don't
Get out. When eldest sister leaves, I will find a way to bring you to my imperial capital. Only there can I dare to say that you are truly safe."
Murong Xitian frowned, then nodded: "Okay."
"You two, please rest. The midnight snack has been prepared and will be delivered shortly." Seeing that he had said what he wanted to say, the young emperor was ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Murong Xitian suddenly came behind him, stretched out his hand to lock his shoulder, and touched his waist with the other hand.
The young emperor was frightened and turned pale with fright: "Prince Xiao, what do you mean? Do you want to regret it, or do you really think that I am Mr. Dongguo and want to kill me?"
"What, your surname is Dongguo?" Murong Xitian had just touched the gun in the young emperor's hand, when suddenly there was a sound of rapid footsteps, and then the door was kicked open.
