Crying, the Fragile Boss is Tearing Up the Plot Again

(Alternate Title: Quick Transmigration: The Drama Queen Boss Takes on the Cannon Fodder Script Again)

The interstellar criminal Bai Chi, for destroying 1314 planets, committed grave sins and ...

Chapter 1290: The Frozen Snow World (Seventeen)

A soft and wet object gently brushed across my lips, and for a moment it was like a bright light illuminating them. I instinctively stuck out my tongue to chase and entangle them.

The indoor garden, which is usually maintained by someone, was deserted today except for the city lord and the housekeeper.

The lush sea of ​​roses blocked all possible vision, and even the thorns of the roses seemed to disappear.

However, the fragrance of the garden could not completely cover up the smell of love. A breeze appeared out of nowhere in the indoor garden, taking away the smell that would make people blush and heartbeat.

Lunch was ready, but the city lord and the housekeeper were nowhere to be found.

The elf accepted all the lunch without hesitation, and based on past experience, told the servants a time to prepare dinner again.

Yes, that’s right, dinner.

By the way, I would like to remind everyone that you are not allowed to go to the indoor garden.

The Elf belongs to the City Lord, and now that the City Lord has disappeared, everyone naturally thinks that these are the instructions given by the City Lord, and there is naturally no objection.

"A lot of flowers are about to bloom today. If we pick them tomorrow, they won't be as beautiful."

The maid who was collecting the dried petals expressed some concern to her companion.

Their city lord should take a bath with the most beautiful and perfect flower petals, not petals that are about to wither.

"But this is the order of the city lord."

"Oh, what a pity! Let's carefully select them tomorrow. We won't want to discard the petals that are flawed or ugly."

"Okay, then we'll find a few more people and choose carefully."