After the beating, Mu Lingbo was stunned on the spot. Her hand was still in mid-air, and she looked at the red mark gradually becoming apparent on the other person's face in amazement. On that handsome face, it was really shocking.
Lu Jia, who was calm at the door, took a deep breath silently.
Lord, today is indeed not normal.
If it were the former Lord, not only would he remain so calm after a slap, but there would never have been such a loud slap at all!!
Mu Lingbo looked at Mo Jiuling, whose expression had not changed, and felt confused.
Why doesn't he hide?
He is so strong, it couldn't be easier to dodge a slap.
And why did this person who could get irritated and want to kill someone when he heard Ye Beiling's voice show no signs of anger after being slapped?
Is she hallucinating, or is he crazy?
Could it be that the medicine made him lose his mind?
As she slowly retracted her hand, she was suddenly grabbed by him.
"Next time, you should save your energy and use it elsewhere." Mo Jiuling grabbed her hand, and there seemed to be a bit of the aftertaste from before on his handsome face, which added to the charm.
Mu Lingbo looked at him in disbelief, her eyes sweeping over his facial features one by one, from the lips that had just snatched the kiss to the twitching Adam's apple. An extremely maddening feeling emerged in her heart.
"Lu Jia, what's going on?" He asked in a calm voice while making a silent laugh.
"Report to your lord, everything is ready."
Mo Jiuling said calmly, "Oh, let's burn it."
"Crazy!" Mu Lingbo pushed his chest away suddenly, and then remembered that poor Ye Beiling was the focus of her coming here.
He stood on tiptoe, floated up, and immediately stood in the courtyard before Lu Jia arrived.
An empty space was cleared in the middle of the yard. Ye Beiling was tied to a wooden stake, and a pile of firewood was placed underneath.
In addition to what was just reported, there are also three men in white with cold jade-like faces standing here.
The night breeze blew gently on my face, and my hot cheeks felt a little refreshed.
Mu Lingbo stood in front of the fire, and the tenderness that had just lost his composure was instantly wiped away.
Under the night, the crimson red dress fluttered lightly and elegantly, and the scattered black hair flowed on the shoulders, fluttering gently.
Mo Jiuling had already walked slowly to the door, leaning against the door railing gently, looking at the woman who was beginning to act cold. She did not look away for a moment. In fact, she became more and more obsessed with looking at her. She couldn't help but smile happily, completely ignoring her face.
Show the palm prints in front of your subordinates.
Thinking back to her surprise when she discovered that she was also enjoying herself, it was simply wonderful.
He suddenly felt that her every move and every movement of her body and movements were perfect, although none of them could compare to the tender moan she made under him just now.
He must get this woman, and she must belong to him completely in body and mind.
Looking back now, it was a pity that the situation was so tight that I had no time to experience such a wonderful night.
Lu Jia looked at the woman who slapped his master but still made him laugh standing in front of the fire, and couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
Looking at the look on the Lord's face at that woman, it was as if she was having all kinds of aftertaste, even doting on her.
"My lord, are you really going to set a fire?" Lu Jia did not dare to risk offending his future wife, so he asked the same question for the second time.
He was still smiling, looking at the extremely beautiful woman. When he spoke, he lightly licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and said casually, "Let it go! Why don't you let it go!"
How could his woman go through fire and water for another man? It’s unforgivable!
