MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 106 Generous postponement

Long Xiaoyu gently raised Mu Ziling, who had slept in the past, so that she could sit cross-legged.

Later, Long Xiaoyu also sat cross-legged with Mu Ziling face to face, her eyes closed, and the mysterious face of Junyi was like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, like the stars.

In that moment, the glorious age is strange, mysterious and unpredictable.

His slender arms slowly opened, turning into an arc, and gradually, the arc formed by the palm condensed a weird and mysterious streamer, with a faint and colorful streamer.

Then, with the posture of palming out, push the gorgeous streamer in the palm to Mu Ziling's shoulders with a thunderbolt, and resist Mu Ziling's shoulders.

The hot air from the hot palms poured into Mu Ziling's shoulders.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling's left shoulder exuded a dark breath, as if cleaned by a gorgeous streamer, the dark breath disappeared repeatedly ...

I don't know if it's been too long.

The two men's foreheads had already been covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, and the dark air covering Mu Ziling's left shoulder had also vanished.

Long Xiaoyu slowly exhaled a stale air, and was about to close his hands from Mu Ziling's shoulders, but he had a restless little hand to take him a step first, and grasped his wrists tightly.

Unexpected hand, Long Xiaoyu's palms were softly pressed down like this-

"Don't move! Continue to hold on, I will sleep again, warm and comfortable ..." Mu Ziling's head dangled softly, drowsiness murmur, grumbled dissatisfied.

Long Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then reacted, and looked at his hands with interest.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a funny smile flashed under his eyes.

In the coma, Mu Ziling opened his eyes slowly, and saw a pair of wide and warm palms, holding the proud abundance of her chest.

She blinked confusedly, looking at the big hand on her chest.

what! When did her hand become so wide and she was still holding it on her chest ... so evil!

wrong--

This big hand has a wrong gesture.

This, this, this is not her hand.

Mu Ziling suddenly opened his confused eyes, suddenly sober.

Sight, gradually moved up along the long arms on the chest, and saw a handsome face.

This beautiful and flawless face can be regarded as the most perfect masterpiece of God. There is no one.

The handsome outline, with sharp rhombus horns and three-dimensional features, is sacred and inviolable, as if carved by a famous hand.

The fine sweat on the forehead glows with a radiant luster, adding a misty and subtle style to this perfect face, which seems to be shining again, shining with a transcendent light.

It seems that only one glance is ten thousand years ...

Mu Ziling stunned for three seconds.

Then, he looked down at the big hand on his chest and looked up at the handsome face in front of him.

Immediately, the startled response came.

"Ah-hooligan, take your hands away quickly." Mu Ziling screamed in panic, almost deafening and ringing throughout the room.

Lotte, who had been drinking tea in the yard, heard this shout, and the tea in his mouth sprayed out without any image.

Could it be that Her Royal Highness King, who is not close to a woman, is now praying to the Princess in a hurry?

Look, what this screaming really makes people want.

"Rogue? Who do you say?" Long Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, and the voice of evil charm was low, with a strong sense of interest, just like the sound of nature, it was really nice.

Mu Ziling was instantly helpless, almost anxious to jump: "You, you, you take your hands away!"

This abominable fellow actually took her lightly while she was sleeping.

How could she forget this guy before she slept?

"Look who is hooligan, your hand is so tight, how can the king put it?" Long Xiaoyu glanced at Mu Ziling's chest with interest, and motioned to see for herself.

Mu Ziling moved down Long Xiaoyu's eyes.

Her hand was clutching tightly-Long Xiaoyu's wrist.

"Ah-" Mu Ziling shouted subconsciously again.

Lotte outside the hospital shivered twice and couldn't stand it, it couldn't stand it.

Snapped! Snapped! Two beeps.

Mu Ziling patted Long Xiaoyu's big hand severely. Suddenly, the small face was in panic, and his buttocks moved back.

Why did she grab Long Xiaoyu's hand?

How could she grab Long Xiaoyu's hand?

Impossible, never impossible.

However, it was just that she was clutching Long Xiaoyu's hand, and the shame was on her chest.

Mu Ziling looked at the sky without tears.

Who will tell her what happened during sleep?

However, the "truth" of things is--

Long Xiaoyu leaned forward, hooked his mouth, full of evil, and whispered in Mu Ziling's ear: "I did not expect to pray to the princess such a hooligan, sleep and sleep, but also forced to grab the king's hand Will hand to-- "

"You, don't say it." Mu Ziling was frightened, and covered his little face in shame.

Actually it was her hooligan's hand holding Long Xiaoyu, shamelessly sent to her proud chest.

When did she become so shameless?

Think about it ... I feel so shameful.

"Look, the king does not follow you, you pull so hard, your hands are red." Long Xiaoyu raised his hands like a complaint and handed them to Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling covered her face, and seemed to want what Ying Shilong Xiaoyu said, secretly revealing a little shimmer from her fingers, and glanced at the eyes of Long Xiaoyu.

That wrist had five clearly visible red fingerprints.

Is this evidence of her hooliganism? Is she a masterpiece of rogue?

Real wife Nima is ashamed.

Mu Ziling suddenly had the urge to bury a burial.

"Pray for the princess, do you remember what the king said?" Long Xiaoyu again spit out Mu Ziling's ears and slowly exhaled the hot breath.

Mu Ziling continued to cover his face, his head was blank.

What is it?

Although this guy didn't say much, she couldn't remember now!

Long Xiaoyu paused, and slowly spit out a sentence: "My King ... never suffers."

Just because

The simple four-character phrase "Never suffer" never blew Mu Ziling out of focus.

Her heart shouted infinitely, during the bombardment ...

Last time, Long Xiaoyu said that she would not suffer, and kissed herself enough without any warning.

now what? That was a big deal.

Just thinking about Long Xiaoyu's so-called non-deprivation method, Mu Ziling suddenly felt chilly, so terrible, this man couldn't mess with it!

Mu Ziling immediately realized a truth: Cherish life and stay away from praying to the king.

But what now?

Mu Ziling suddenly removed his hand from his face, his expression changed completely, and his words were righteous: "Your Highness, you also said that Chen Ye was asleep, and Chen Ye didn't know anything about it. Inadvertently, you cannot ... "

It's her who is clearly in trouble, and this guy wants to get it back?

Don't mention the door, there are no seams.

Long Xiaoyu looked at Mu Ziling, whose face changed faster than turning the pages, and a wicked smile flashed under his eyes: "What can't I do?"

"Can't ... you can't let Chen Xun touch it back." Mu Ziling's bone strength, which had finally established itself, collapsed suddenly, and began to lack of energy, and the stuttered bass revealed her guilty conscience.

Long Xiaoyu was puzzled, and continued a serious questioning. "Touch? Where?"

But no one knows whether His Royal Highness is really doubtful or false.

...

Mu Ziling suddenly had an impulse to run away.

Who will save her? This man is too dark and horrible. Whoever provoked him will be ill.

suddenly--

There was a rhythmic knock at the door.

This crisp and loud knocking sounded like a sound of heaven in the eyes of someone, and seemed to be amnesty all at once.

That ’s great. What I really want.

"Chen Chen went to open the door!" Mu Ziling was ready to pop open the bed with joy, but his wrist was clamped by a warm big palm and dragged back to the bed.

Mu Ziling fell to the bed without a picture, and before she could react, a heavy shadow struck again, forcing her to fall back uncontrollably.

Mu Ziling was suddenly out of breath from the sudden figure, clutching his shirt nervously, like a frightened bird, the whole person froze.

Whoo, what is this guy doing? Do you have to be "squeezed" to be willing?

Long Xiaoyu weighed heavily on Mu Ziling, slowly lowering her head, almost matching her lips: "Since it was an unintentional loss, then the king was magnanimous ... postponed."

At this moment, Mu Ziling is really coming. What is--

Heaven, hell, just in one thought.

Mu Ziling originally thought that Long Xiaoyu said she was unintentional, and she intended to let her go.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, actually ... postponed?

Should she be so happy that she burst into tears, or should she cry sadly?

Is this still the cold, arrogant, relentless prayer of His Royal Highness?

It's super invincible belly!

There was a constant knock outside the door.

Now, the knock on the door sounded annoying noise to Mu Ziling.

Long Xiaoyu moved away from Mu Ziling in a hurry, with a look of solitude, a sense of calmness, and an elegant, straight body.

He was still neatly dressed, without any clutter, and still exuded with his inherent dignity and humour.

Compared to Mu Ziling, Long Xiaoyu is obviously more brilliant than her.

Mu Ziling was breathing heavily, his face was red, and a flustered heart was still beating.

After slowly adjusting her emotions, Mu Ziling just got up from the bed in a daunting mood, her face full of eyes, meandering and embarrassed, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Mu Ziling took care of the pleated clothes on her body, glanced up and down, and determined that the image was still there before walking obediently to open the door.

Lotte bent her eyes, and smiled as if smiling: "Prince, General Mu is back. Now we can go and detoxify Mu."

The princess yelled a few times before, and he could hear the tea outside clearly.

Alas, it was really thrilling and deafening.

Although Lotte was talking about business, at this moment Mu Ziling looked at Lotte's ridiculous face and wished to pinch him round.

Damn Lotte, I knew I was going out, and I did n’t know how to take Long Xiaoyu out.

If at this moment Lotte knows what Mu Ziling is thinking, will he roll his eyes at her?

Bring Long Xiaoyu out?

Even if he does n’t say it, please do n’t move the Buddha.

Also with? Even if he had nine lives, that would not be enough.