MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils-Chapter 15 I want to rip you

After a while, the two drank all the drinks and drunk. Mo Qingli leaned drunkly on Ge Yiming's body, flushed his face, slammed his lips, and then patted Ge Yiming's shoulder vigorously. "You said , Is he still watching us now? "

"Who?" Ge Yiming frowned slightly, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable.

Mo Qingli dissatisfied and patted Ge Yiming's shoulder fiercely, and directly slap Ge Yiming to the ground, "Apart from the emperor's goods, who else can ... !!! ......"

Ge Yiming struggled to get up from the ground, but tried a few times back and forth, as if he was slippery under his feet, he was unstable. He simply sat directly on the ground, pointing his fingers at the ink, and staggeringly said, "You ... why do you, push ... push me. Hey ..."

"You ... Look at what you said, what you said ... look." Mo Qingli squinted, staring at Ge Diming sitting on the ground, smirking: "Where ... like a former **** ... . "

Ge Yiming replied politely: "You ... you are not the same. Hey ... it's a, zombie ... Zombie King, in fact, even a mortal can't beat it."

Ge Yiming's words punctuated the pain of Mo Qingli, which was the saddest thing she had hidden in her heart since her possession. The former one can be said to be one of the best in this world. Who would dare to have no respect for her! Now ... even a small mortal can insult her at will.

Mo Qingli went madly to Ge Yiming, put his hands on Ge Yiming's face, and said fiercely in his mouth: "You laugh at me again, and then laugh at me, I ... I will treat you ... 嗝 ... ... tear your mouth ... tear. "

Ge Yiming also showed no weakness at this time. His legs and legs clamped Mo Qingli's waist limbs, and he pulled his hand on Mo Qingli's cheek. "Tear me ... tear my mouth. Me, I also tear That's bad for you !!! "

"I tear you up." Mo Qingli's strength increased again.

Ge Yiming also struck back, "I rip you up first."

"I want to tear you up."

"I rip you up."

...

Just the two of you tear me, I tear you, keep this posture, and fell asleep miraculously.

"Six princesses, six princesses."

Mo Qingli felt vaguely as if someone was calling her, but her eyes couldn't open like lead. Immediately afterwards, someone heard another cry, "Ge Gaojun, Ge Gaojun, wake up, wake up."

Headache and face hurt more.

This was the first reaction after Ge Ming woke up. Opening his eyes and seeing the slaves around him, he couldn't help wondering-what's the matter today, these slaves ran to his yard so diligently. Is it?

"Ah, Ge Bianjun, you finally woke up." A minion close to Ge Yiming yelled joyfully, causing the dissatisfaction of a few girls next to him, as men, yelling, really rude.

A girl next to him glared at the minion who had just yelled, uttered, and sounded, and then gave a salute to Ge Yi, saying respectfully, "Ge Fangjun, please let go of the princess's face!"

face? open?

Ge Yanming looked at the girl with a doubtful look, and told her in a confused expression that he didn't understand what she was talking about?

However, Ge Yiming felt that his face was uncomfortable. He was about to reach out and touch his face, but found that he still had a soft object in his hand. It's quite flexible.

Ge Yiming squeezed it twice, and the maidservants around him all took a sip of air-conditioning—the gulanjun's courage was really big enough.

Mo Qingli's tingling sensation on the face stimulated Mo Qingli again. Mo Qingli opened her eyes suddenly and looked coldly at the vigorous man who was pinching her face.

Ge Yiming felt that the temperature around him instantly dropped, and looked down at him—my obedient one, who was in the dark face? !!

He quickly let go of his hand and smiled at Mo Qingli, "Hehe ... why are you here?"

"Hehe ?!" The girl next to her quickly lifted Mo Qingli up. She looked coldly at Ge Yuming, who was sitting on the ground. "You are not brave enough to take this palace here."

Huh? The maidservants around were shocked, and the guts of this side were really not ordinary! You know, Princess Mi, but the death penalty.

They all looked at Ge Yuming with a kind of compassion.

Ge Yiming quickly recalled what happened last night, "It was you who entangled yourself and held me, okay?"

Everyone heard the words and looked at Mo Qingli all together, but after Mo Qingli glanced coldly, they all bowed their heads, and all backed away.

Leave the venue to both of them.

Ge Yiming climbed up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said to Mo Li: "Rest assured, the Jade Emperor will not look at us so freely in the sky."

"Do you know?" Mo Qingli glanced over his head and said coldly, "If I don't act like a little, and he stabs us with lightning again, what will happen then?"

He knew that Mo Qingli had just been installed. Ge Minming despised her, and continued, "Of course, otherwise, with his character, the two of us would have been cracked last night."

"Oh?" Mo Qingli's eyes narrowed slightly, and an intriguing arc was drawn on the corners of his mouth. "It seems you are familiar with him?"

Upon hearing this, Ge Yiming smirked awkwardly, "I've seen it a few times."

"I heard that in a few days you will marry the prince of the Fengyang dynasty?"

Mo Qingli saw that Ge Yiming shifted the topic, and did not want to talk more about the heavenly jade emperor, so she no longer reluctantly. She glanced over Ge Yiming, drifted away, and replied lightly: "There are two days left."

She didn't know that she had decided to marry Feng Qingjue, right? It was only impulsive at that time, without asking too much, that he asked the empress for a kiss. She did not know the purpose of Feng Qingjue's coming to the Motian Dynasty, and she did not know whether she would marry Feng Qingjue.

If married, Feng Qing will definitely become a victim. She doesn't want to ruin a person's life because of someone's privacy, y / u, not to mention, the relationship between Fengchen Ling and him is so good!

Thinking of this, Mo Qingli seemed to make a faint decision.

"Come on again next time."

After Mo Qingli dropped this sentence, he turned and left, leaving the back to Ge Yiming with a secret headache.

Next time?

Ge Yiming always had a bad hunch in his heart.

After returning to the room, Mo Qingli hurriedly called Yue Yao, attached to Yue Yao's ear and said something, Yue Yao left with a solemn expression.

"Feng Qingjue, I'm sorry, this is for your good. I hope you don't blame me." Mo Qingli muttered to himself.

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"Is the wind side Jun?"

A girl and a minion knocked on the dusty door with many things in their hands.

At this time Fengchen Lingzheng taught Feng Qingju to embroider the pillowcase, and used it when Feng Qingju married Mo Qingli. There are still two days left, so they must seize the embroidery.

Where did Feng Qing embroider this kind of thing, in the Feng Yang dynasty, these were embroidered by women, but for the sake of ink, Feng Qing was definitely willing to learn.

The minions opened the courtyard door, and Fengchen looked at the people, it was strange, "are you?"

The maid and the minion quickly gave Feng Chenling and Feng Qing a ritual, "The minion (slave) wishes the prince, the health of Feng Fangjun."

"Get up and talk." Feng Qingjue's face was a little impatient. Who asked them to disturb his time to learn to embroider pillowcases?

The two slaves were also spirits. When they heard the words, they quickly got up and said, "It was the princess who sent the slaves."

He said that he would pass the things in his hands to Fengchen Ling and Fengqing absolutely, "These are the confessions given to the princes by the princesses."

Feng Qing was sent by Mo Qingli, and the impatience on her face disappeared, replaced by a touch of shame, "Princess, what else did she say?"

"The princess she also said that the prince would stay in the room for two days to prepare for marriage. There is no need to think about anything. The princess will arrange everything." The girl said sweetly, "The princess is really good to the prince. Let us all be envious of the people! "

"No." Feng Chenling heard Mo Qingli cares about Feng Qingju so much, and felt happy for Feng Qingju. "I still heard for the first time which princess was so concerned about Qing Qingju. See The princess cares about you! "

Feng Qingjue's heart blossomed in this sentence, remembering the sword that Mo Qingli stood up for himself, his heart was warm.

"Dust spirit, do you laugh at me again?" Feng Qing absolutely lowered his eyebrows, and his face was already flushed by Feng Chenling.

Fengchen Ling snickered, covering her mouth, and said, "Well ... have you been shy?"

If the two of them were joking, the next girl next to him continued: "This is the tea that the princess prepared for the prince. Will the prince also taste it?"

Having said that, he passed Feng Qingju a cup of tea with a fragrant fragrance.

Feng Qing absolutely looked up at Fengchen Ling next to him, and pushed the tea to Fengchen Ling, "Let's drink for Chen Ling!"

It was said that Fengchen was inspired at the same time when he was inspired. Fortunately, he knew Feng Qingjie who was so intimate and caring.

"Qing Jue, you still drink it, I just drank the water. I'm not thirsty at all." Feng Chen Ling's face smiled with a slight smile, like a spring breeze, blowing Feng Qing Jue's heart, warm.

Feng Qing absolutely brought up the tea and drank it.

Seeing Feng Qing drinking up the tea, the girl and the slave smiled at each other and continued, "Feng Fangjun, the princess also said that the manpower in the house was not enough. Please ask Feng Fangjun to bring the girls in the yard to help help."

Not enough staff in the government? Fengchenling is a little surprised, so why are there so many people in the government? But Feng Qingling didn't wait for Feng Chenling to think about it, Feng Qingjue said, "Dust Ling, I'm a little dizzy, and I want to take a nap. You take the girl slaves to help, lest you make me sleep here."

Said, Feng Qing absolutely looked lethargic, Fengchen Ling saw this, and had to explain a few words before leaving with the slave girls.