Chapter 42 Getting Angry
Go to the bedroom?
Didn't he just agree to let him go back and rest? Why did he still go to his place?
Who knows what this madman Feng Li will do once we go to his place?
Jiang Qiu, who was exhausted at the moment, had no such thoughts. He was almost going into PTSD because of the bt in this world. He was just about to give himself some psychological counseling to compensate for his lost innocence.
Jiang Qiu shouted without even thinking: "No."
After saying this, he realized that if this message was really passed on, with Feng Li's temper, he would come back and skin him alive.
Jiang Qiu said again: "Come back."
"Tell your Majesty that I'm not feeling well today and won't be going."
Minotaur: "Yes, my lord."
Inside the bedroom, Feng Li heard Jiang Qiu's reply from the minotaur, raised his eyebrows, and his dark eyes suddenly darkened.
You are so addicted to courage that you even dare to refuse what I say.
The cold light lasted only for a moment, and then he suddenly remembered something funny, and the corners of his lips curled up again, which made the Minotaur tremble in his heart.
Why did he feel that His Majesty was particularly cold today, as if he had set a huge net and was waiting for the prey to fall into it?
Feng Li: "Alright, go down and tell the Left Protector that I will let him recover! Live! Rest."
Minotaur: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Jiang Qiu was also taken aback when he heard Feng Li's reply. He agreed so readily? This didn't seem like Feng Li's style.
Is this kid hiding some conspiracy?
But he quickly rejected this idea. With Feng Li's style, he could do whatever he wanted. Was there any need for him to plot anything?
Jiang Qiu thought about it, and, realizing it made sense, he put his worries aside and immersing himself in the tub. He then sampled a few of the Demon Palace's new pastries and scurried around the yard, feeling the added agility points had indeed made him feel lighter and faster. Finally, he fell into a contented sleep.
In a daze, I smelled a familiar strange fragrance.
However, in the dead of night, Jiang Qiu did not realize that he was being scanned from all directions by a pair of searchlights on the beams of the house.
After confirming that the person on the bed was sleeping soundly, Feng Li jumped down from the beam.
His narrow, cold eyes swept across the person on the couch. Jiang Qiu was sleeping soundly at the moment. Because of the sleeping posture, his underwear slipped down, revealing most of his snow-white shoulders. What was even more eye-catching was that there was still a faint trace of...
It seemed that he did not sleep well. Jiang Qiu uttered a soft sound. He stared at the person's bright red lips on the couch and felt a little dry in the mouth. He felt that the person was like a ripe cherry, full of endless vitality, which made those cold eyes suddenly emit some fire.
His body involuntarily leaned forward... He grabbed Jiang Qiu, who was about to fall to the ground, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Even when he's asleep, he looks so alluring."
The next day, Jiang Qiu woke up, but he did not feel his strength restored. Instead, he felt more sore, especially his throat, which hurt when he opened his mouth as if it was stuck and smoking.
Is this caused by getting angry?
Jiang Qiu frowned and just sat up, wanting to change his clothes.
But found a semi-condensed object on the robe,
What the hell?
Jiang Qiu was puzzled and rolled it with his fingertips.
Smell it,
This taste...
At the same time, a piece of paper fell out from Jiang Qiu's clothes.
Jiang Qiu picked it up and saw that it was written on it.
[Brother, you smell so good! ]
Jiang Qiu's pupils trembled violently:
Watt, the damn BT is here to find you?
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