Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

how is the taste! Although it is four concise words, it has a double meaning.

It may be asking how the wine tastes, or how it tastes like being kissed, or both.

Mu Ziling, who was originally lost in the gentleness he woven, suddenly came back to his senses, and with a turn of his mind, he instantly understood the meaning of his question.

Mu Ziling subconsciously pushed Long Xiaoyu away, clasped his hands on his chest, panted heavily, and calmed down his pounding heart...

Thinking of what happened just now, Mu Ziling's plain face turned red without warning, and she couldn't help becoming hotter, but her brain still didn't stop thinking.

Just now...how could she have fallen into his trap without warning with just a few words? So frustrating.

And how could this guy drink the wine in her mouth shamelessly... It's so shameless!

I thought of the scene I foolishly imagined not long ago, and that scene of fantasy just happened for real.

Mu Ziling's emotions at this moment were criss-crossed, and the complicated feelings were simply indescribable.

She suddenly felt that in front of Long Xiaoyu, she was like a transparent person, he could know everything he thought, and he could see through everything.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziling suddenly felt like crying.

Sure enough, there is a kind of person who is born to be envied.

Long Xiaoyu looked greedily at the moist red lips that were red and swollen from his kiss, and there seemed to be a vague erotic taste in his eyes.

Soon, Mu Ziling recovered, coughed lightly, and pretended to be calm.

But... She secretly raised her eyes to glance at Long Xiaoyu, only to see his eyes, like a cheetah staring at its prey, were shining brightly, as if they were about to explode.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously reached out to cover her delicate red lips.

She stared wide-eyed, looking at Long Xiaoyu with a little anxiety, her eyes were so straightforward as if she was looking at a prodigal son, her buttocks kept moving back and forth, to the farthest corner, and finally shrank into a ball.

Long Xiaoyu stared blankly at this scene, and was immediately amused, his stupidity is so cute!

If he really wants to do something to her, even if he shrinks into a ball, it won't help, but he has nothing to do with it.

Mu Ziling glared at him angrily, covered his mouth, and said vaguely: "Long Xiaoyu, don't be a good boy for taking advantage of it, don't laugh."

Long Xiaoyu looked at Mu Ziling amusedly, and said casually: "I don't know who is taking advantage of whom, even in my dreams, I'm greedy for my king's taste."

Knowing that he was talking about her daydreaming, Mu Ziling's face suddenly turned redder, and she was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, she didn't bring up old stories to bully others like this.

"You are shameless, who would be greedy for your taste." Mu Ziling glared at Long Xiaoyu feigning anger.

Still greedy for his taste? fart! She just wondered if that wine tasted good?

This man is simply too shameless.

Long Xiaoyu chuckled, stretched out his slender arms and grabbed Mu Ziling's calf, pulling her back from a small corner.

Mu Ziling wanted to kick him, but his speed was too fast, before she had time to kick, she was already dragged to her eyes.

Mu Ziling was annoyed for a while, so aggrieved that she wanted to hit the wall.

How does the little shrimp fight the big fish?

She swears that she must learn martial arts, otherwise, one day she will be overwhelmed by this evildoer. Thinking about those days, it makes people feel angry.

Long Xiaoyu's face was pressed tightly against Mu Ziling's hot face, exhaling hot breath, his voice was warm and low, with a strong ambiguity: "Silly Mumu, it seems that I didn't taste it just now. , then how about the king let you take advantage of it again?"

What a scumbag! This evildoer is so shameless that he has no bottom line.

Mu Ziling was so angry and depressed.

Competing for IQ with this black-bellied guy, it's obvious that she still has a big gap.

Compared with being shameless, he was definitely the one who lost completely.

So, after figuring it out, Mu Ziling picked up the wine glass that had been dumped aside in the confusion just now, poured himself a glass leisurely, took a sip, and smashed it to the mouth.

She gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly: "Didn't you just ask me how it tasted, the taste of this wine is simply amazing."

Then, Mu Ziling turned his head again, and his gaze fell on Long Xiaoyu's face casually, sizing up his sexy thin lips presumptuously, and boldly reached out to touch them.

In the end, she snorted, and then reluctantly gave an evaluation: "The taste here is so-so, that's all."

But to put it bluntly, the smell on his body is really good, the quiet and elegant cold plum breath in the cold winter months makes people intoxicated and confused, dense and fragrant, haunting dreams.

The smell of the cold and light fragrance seems to be a kind of ecstasy poison, a kind of addictive poison, once it is stained, it can never be quit.

In all fairness, that feeling seems... really good.

But it's good to keep this feeling in her heart, so she won't say it.

Mu Ziling was serious and serious, and Long Xiaoyu was almost laughed at by this stubborn, stupid woman.

"It's so ordinary, silly, Mumu obviously likes me to kiss you very much." Long Xiaoyu's eyes were charming and affectionate, and his tone was indescribably ambiguous.

Mu Ziling immediately choked on his chest, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "His Royal Highness, you can be more shameless."

Sure enough, Long Xiaoyu looked at Mu Ziling's small face, and looked at the crimson that hadn't faded, couldn't help but licked his face and moved closer.

Mu Ziling lost her temper: "You..."

If she continues to talk about this topic, she will definitely spurt blood from anger.

Today, she can see through this His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who is ruthless and decisive in front of outsiders, is actually so thick-skinned that he can be compared with a city wall.

His shameless temperament was played to the fullest by him, unparalleled.

"When can I go back?" Mu Ziling asked through gritted teeth.

"Wait a little longer and go back, huh?" Long Xiaoyu's handsome face stuck to Mu Ziling's pink and tender cheeks like a rascal, rubbing them affectionately.

This kind of touch is warm, soft, so good!

Being rubbed made her heart itch, and the pleasant smell on his body kept teasing her heart.

Mu Ziling couldn't take it anymore, she used her head to ruthlessly knock away the overturned handsome face that was rubbing against her face, but she didn't think it was enough, so she gave another ruthless push.

His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who was immersed in warmth, did not expect Mu Ziling to do this. He was caught off guard, and was actually knocked away.

Long Xiaoyu groaned when he was hit, and fell down on the low table behind him defenselessly.

Then, the low table overturned, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly, all the wine on the table spilled on him, and the bright red wine instantly dyed his snow-white brocade robe red.

Who would have thought that His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who has always been dignified, cold and arrogant, and obsessed with cleanliness, would look so embarrassed at this moment!

For a moment, Long Xiaoyu's face was covered with haze, as if a thick layer of frost had condensed on his handsome face, exuding a icy and terrifying aura.

His deep and cold eyes stared dangerously at the little woman who knocked him down, but in the next second, the chill on his body was instantly melted...

If Mu Ziling saw that Long Xiaoyu was finally pushed away by her easily, and even fell to the ground in embarrassment, she would definitely gloat and feel a sense of accomplishment.

But... Head-to-head confrontation will inevitably hurt both sides.

Mu Ziling clutched her still dizzy head, the pain was so painful that she almost burst into tears.

hateful! The tactic of injuring the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred is really... not easy to use! Mu Ziling was so aggrieved that she almost scolded her.

Looking at Mu Ziling's wrinkled little face, Long Xiaoyu couldn't laugh or cry.

He got up and sat next to Mu Ziling, stretched out his hand to rub her little head pitifully, and said pretending to be distressed: "Silly Mumu was already stupid, but now he becomes even more stupid after bumping into her, what should I do?"

His hand seemed to have a magical power. When he rubbed it, Mu Ziling suddenly felt that most of the burning pain on his head disappeared in an instant.

"You..." Just as Mu Ziling was about to speak, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside the carriage.

"Princess, what's the matter with you?"

"Princess, don't scare your slaves, princess..." There were two maids crying outside.

Hearing this, Mu Ziling remembered that before they got into the carriage, the sick princess was walking towards them.

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, she can still stay outside. I really admire Princess Anya's endurance, no, it should be Long Xiaoyu's charm!

But what kind of trouble does this sick princess want to make?

Think about it, the effect of Mu Yixue's medicine should have passed by now, I don't know what kind of wonderful scene it is outside.

Mu Ziling was curious, lifted the curtain of the car and poked her head out to see——

Outside, the sick princess was sitting on the ground, leaning against the maid's arms weakly, she was slender and weak, her chest was constantly ups and downs, as if she was going to be out of breath in the next second, and died of colic.

Seeing this pitiful scene, Mu Ziling immediately laughed.

It seems that the sick princess is really sick this time, who stimulated it?

But before Mu Ziling got excited and had fun, Long Xiaoyu turned his head in.

"Stay obediently and wait for this king to come back." Long Xiaoyu's voice was like the sound of nature, but it carried an incomparably domineering voice.

Before Mu Ziling could speak, Long Xiaoyu had already got out of the carriage...

"His Royal Highness, please save our princess." Seeing Long Xiaoyu coming out, a girl said submissively.

However, through the crystal bead curtain, Mu Ziling saw Long Xiaoyu directly enter the small carriage.

Even Princess Anya's two maids asked Long Xiaoyu for help timidly, but he turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, as if Princess Anya didn't exist outside.

Mu Ziling was suddenly speechless.

She originally thought that Long Xiaoyu was going to see the sick princess, after all, the sick princess had developed a disease right under their noses.

You know, Princess Anya is the heart of the Queen Mother.

Now that it's like this, is it considered dead?

The maids outside kept crying, and Mu Ziling lifted the curtain again, put her hands on the window sill, rested her chin on it, and looked at the scene outside with a half-smile: "Hey, what's wrong with your Princess Anya?"