The system learned that the orc in front of them was the king of the desert city, so Song Jinqiao observed him.

Wang Shengde was also extremely handsome, with a tall and sturdy figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes seemed to shoot cold stars, his eyebrows were as curved as if painted, he had a straight nose and thick lips.

When the king heard that Mu was going to stay here for one night, he ordered the slaves beside him to prepare the room.

"Mr. Veterinarian, if you need anything, just tell them."

After saying this, a slave stepped forward, raised his left hand and struck his chest, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Please follow me."

Song Jinqiao was held by Bo Mu's hand and followed the slave. Before leaving, she glanced at Wang.

[What's wrong? Did you think of something? Why are you staring at him?]

Song Jinqiao bit her finger and said, "Since the king respects Mu so much, if I ask Mu to ask the king about the Desert Temple, do you think he will tell me?"

[That's a good idea. You could ask.]

After the slave brought them to the room, he was sent away by Mu. Song Jinqiao walked into the room and looked around carefully.

The room was covered with all kinds of soft fabrics, even the bed was soft. Song Jinqiao sat on the bed and sank into it. There were all kinds of exquisite decorations and daily necessities on the table. It was simply a dream place.

[Do you like it?] The system said with a stifled laugh.

Song Jinqiao touched the fabrics and sighed, "I'm really not used to it. The style here is very similar to that of ancient Egypt."

There was a carefully made tent beside the bed. Looking at the pillow made of soft fabric, she couldn't help but lie down on it, and then she sank into it and couldn't get out.

"Save me!" Song Jinqiao raised his hand and shouted anxiously.

Baidi smiled and carried her out and asked, "Why are you like this?"

Song Jinqiao pulled off the cloth covering her head, her hair was all messed up. She shook her head, tidied her long hair, and said depressedly, "This cloth is too soft."

"There's not even a mattress, it's all just piled up cloth. No wonder you sank into it, but it's really luxurious!" the system sighed.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she looked at Mu earnestly and asked, "Tell me, if I ask Wang about the Desert Temple, will he tell me?"

Mu Mu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe."

Song Jinqiao poked his waist and asked, "Can you help ask him? I think he respects you very much."

Mu suddenly grabbed the hand that was poking his waist, and a half-smile appeared in his blue eyes: "Do I benefit from it?"

Song Jinqiao was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Mu suddenly stood up, leaned over him, bit his round ear with the side of his face, and said slowly: "What, what, it's delicious. I have done so many things for Qiao Qiao, don't I have any benefits?"

The hot breath sprayed on her neck. Song Jinqiao moved uncomfortably and her face turned red all of a sudden.

"You...you get up first, they are all here..." she pushed.

As she said, everyone is watching.

A smile flashed in Mu's eyes, and her long dark blue hair fell down, entwining with her black hair.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

I've seen everything, but you can't say things in such a divisive way. What the hell is going on?