Yan Xitong is actually not being alarmist. With me like this, I am afraid that even if I stand in front of Xia Yan, he may not recognize me.
"Don't be sad, little princess!" Yan Xitong raised my chin, his eyes shining with evil eyes: "I can let you have feelings you have never experienced before, and it will be more enjoyable than being a queen!"
As soon as I saw this lustful expression, I wanted to slap him with the sole of my shoe. Although Yan Xiaoqing would tease me sometimes, he would never be in love regardless of time or place.
I pushed him away hard: "Yan Xitong, are you listening to me?"
"If the king hadn't been listening, you would have been lying on the bed long ago!"
I resisted the urge to lift the table. Besides ****, would this guy order anything else?
Da da da da, there was a knock at the door: "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner!"
Yan Xitong seemed to have remembered something and smiled mysteriously at me: "Yes, it's time to eat!"
I clapped my hands, and several guards came in one after another. I saw that they were carrying more than a dozen plates of dishes, which were placed on the table.
Then they opened the lid at the same time, and plates of exquisite food came into view. The aroma spread and filled the whole room.
It turns out that Yan Xitong's obsessive-compulsive disorder is not only reflected in killing people, but also in eating and clothing. He likes things that are exquisite to the extreme. If there are any flaws in what he eats, it will affect his appetite for a year, let alone clothing.
, it must be Yun brocade made in Liangzhou. Liangzhou belongs to the state of Qi. This guy just went shopping for clothes.
When the dishes are ready, the guards retreat.
Yan Xitong sat down first and tapped the plate with chopsticks: "Come over and eat!"
I sat down as instructed, but Yan Xitong immediately looked displeased at me: "Who asked you to sit here?"
"If you don't sit here, you want me to eat standing up!"
"Your place is in that place!"
Following his hand, I saw a small square table with the same colors on it, but the plates were much smaller, and the legs of the table were very short. When I sat there, it felt like I was squatting on the ground to eat.
the same.
Is he showing contempt for my personality?
"I don't like eating with others!" he said.
"Do you know what respect is? Is it ridiculous that you want me to squat here and eat while you sit there? Is this an attitude towards the master?" I threw the chopsticks on the ground hard.
You can insult me, trample on me, and despise me, but you can never look down on me. Even Xia Yan has never done this to me, he is nothing!
Yan Xitong obviously didn't have a good temper like Xia Yan and Yan Xiaoqing. He smiled angrily: "If you don't eat, there will be nothing!"
"I won't eat it without you!"
An honest man will not eat what he comes for! I understand this sentence. What is the difference between eating on such a low table and being a dog?
"what ever!"
Yan Xitong enjoyed the food slowly, while I stood aside angrily. I'd better eat you to death.
After taking a bath in the evening, Yan Xitong would hug me to sleep as usual.
"You say that I don't know how to love, but you are so resistant, how can I fall in love with you?" His breath blew on the back of my neck.
"I'm not asking you to fall in love with me, I'm just teaching you how to love someone!"
"Tonight, why don't you let me teach you?" As he said, he pressed his hand on my lower abdomen and pressed my buttocks against the hot and swollen crotch.
I was frightened and struggled with my hands and feet: "Yan Xitong, you are not trustworthy! You said you would not touch me!"
