Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Mu Ziling subconsciously clenched Long Xiaoyu's hand tightly, as if she wanted to vent her anger in this way.

hateful! This man actually kissed her so much that she couldn't even speak clearly, so one could imagine how red and swollen her lips were.

How could she go out to meet people? How can you talk? Mu Ziling felt so resentful that she wanted to cover her face. How embarrassing! What a shame!

Although Mu Ziling couldn't speak clearly, Long Xiaoyu understood.

Looking at the little woman in front of him with a face full of bitterness and hatred, Long Xiaoyu seemed to know what she was thinking at the moment, so Long Xiaoyu suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise.

He glanced at Mu Ziling's graceful figure, swept up and down, and said a sentence naturally: "Look, you're all soaked, so I need to change your clothes."

Mu Ziling first followed his gaze, and slowly lowered his head to look at the clothes on his body that he thought had always covered his body well.

When Mu Ziling saw the so-called 'clothes' on her body, she was so ashamed and angry that she almost hit the wall.

Are these clothes still considered clothes? It's so beautiful, it's just as good as not wearing it!

Mu Ziling immediately felt that Long Xiaoyu could clearly see her now.

At the same time, Long Xiaoyu's words of course also faintly spread to her ears...

Of course I want to change your clothes for you!

This sentence was like a bomb, and it exploded from Mu Ziling's mind with a sudden bang, which made her not calm down.

Mu Ziling was stunned for three seconds, and Long Xiaoyu's hand had escaped from her grip at some point, and then, a button on her body had been undone by Long Xiaoyu.

Just when Long Xiaoyu was about to untie the second one, Mu Ziling suddenly came back to her senses. She slapped Long Xiaoyu's big hand off, subconsciously folded her arms across her chest, and acted defensively.

Then, she stroked her tongue that was still numb, and finally uttered a clear sentence: "Go away, who wants you to help me change my clothes."

That's what she said, but at this moment her feet seemed to be still weak, and she still had no strength, but she could only rely on Long Xiaoyu's support to stand reluctantly.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu hadn't moved for a long time, Mu Ziling raised her head and looked at Long Xiaoyu's face with a wary face, only to see that his eyes were burning on her chest.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu stared straight at the beauty in front of her chest, her beautiful eyes became darker and darker, and there were traces of eroticism lingering in the deep eyes.

This person...Mu Ziling suddenly lost his temper, and really wanted to slap him unconscious.

"You, you rascal, don't look at it." Mu Ziling stretched out her small hand, and with a slap, firmly blocked Long Xiaoyu's scorching and glowing sight.

The corners of Long Xiaoyu's mouth slowly curled up into a beautiful arc, and he raised his hand to grasp the little hand blocking his eyes, moved it away from his sight, and stretched out his hand to gently brush away the hair sticking to her little face: " Okay, don't look at it, this king's Mumu is even shy."

Mu Ziling only felt that his unique Lengmei breath was lingering around him, mixed with his unique masculine smell, and every time he took a breath, his nostrils were filled with his breath.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling's face began to turn slightly red and hot, and the speed of his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.

Looking at the little red face in front of him, Long Xiaoyu couldn't help stretching out his hand, lovingly pinching Mu Ziling's soft and tender face, his eyes were rippling, charming and intoxicating: "Don't show it, the king Let me change your clothes, huh?"

Also change clothes? How could this shameless hooligan be so thick-skinned.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling choked in his throat.

change clothes? He gave her... a change of clothes? What a joke!

Feeling that she now has strength and can stand firm, Mu Ziling pushed Long Xiaoyu away, got out of his embrace, pursed the corners of her lips, pretended to be calm, and said angrily: "No need, you go out , I can change the clothes myself."

Obviously this is someone's bedroom, but she speaks uprightly, and she can drive people away with confidence, it's only natural.

Mu Ziling was the only one who dared to speak to His Highness Qi Wang with such a tone and attitude, and even dared to drive him away aggressively.

It's just that Mu Ziling didn't know.

I don't know when, the relationship between her and him has quietly become very close.

So close... She would take it for granted that she would show her emotions in front of him without hiding or fearing.

Every time he is domineering, every time he indulges, every time he pampers her, it stirs her heart all the time.

A heart that has already been out of rhythm, even if she took it for granted to provoke him, to talk back to him, to be angry at him, to yell at him, to stare...

Now in front of him, she is doing things that no one in the world dares to do to him almost all the time, just because whether she treats him or he treats her...that is all for granted.

Long Xiaoyu didn't care about the bold attitude of the little woman in front of him, but would he go out? Obviously not.

Long Xiaoyu took off his wet bathrobe, and once again fully exposed his slender and strong figure in front of Mu Ziling.

In an instant, Mu Ziling's face turned red again, and she almost couldn't help but glance at his perfect figure again.

In the end, rationality restrained the impulse.

Like an electric shock, Mu Ziling shuddered violently, glanced at it hastily, picked up his clothes from the hanger in the next second, hugged them to his chest, took a few steps back in a panic, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

She was afraid of such a tempting scene, afraid that later she would really be unable to restrain herself and pounce on him and eat him.

The corners of Long Xiaoyu's lips curled up slightly, and he put on his clothes calmly. He walked up to Mu Ziling, straightened her head, stared at her with star-like eyes, and put his hands on her thin and slender shoulders .

"What a stubborn and stupid woman. You have never seen anyone except this king's body. Remember, you can only see this king in the future." Long Xiaoyu's hot breath sprayed directly on Mu Ziling's face. .

His voice was hoarse and deep, extremely pleasant, but it seemed to be carrying a strong warning, which made Mu Ziling's heart jump.

In the end, he clasped her narrow chin, raised it slightly, bent down, and gently pecked at her full and swollen red lips: "Hey, change your clothes quickly, I won't look at it."

After finishing speaking, he let go of her, lifted his robe, and then turned his back to Mu Ziling, sat down by the pool in a very 'honest gentleman' manner, and put his slender legs on the misty hot spring pool.

Seeing Long Xiaoyu sitting there with an elegant posture, Mu Ziling stood there in a daze for about half a minute, as if she was sure that Long Xiaoyu would not turn around, so she changed her clothes.

As everyone knows, her every move is clearly reflected on the clear and waveless pool.

Then, His Royal Highness, the 'honest gentleman', naturally fell on the surface of the pool, looking at the beautiful figure on the surface of the pool presumptuously and evilly, as if admiring a piece of art with a fatal attraction, don't miss it The slightest bit of deadly place.

His eyes became more presumptuous and domineering, but they didn't look obscene at all, on the contrary, there was a sense of righteousness.

After Mu Ziling changed her clothes, she casually glanced out of the window.

At this moment when Mao was approaching, the sky had already begun to get dark.

Suddenly remembering that he had to go to the palace to see Emperor Wen Yin today, Mu Ziling felt a little depressed.

With a tangled face, Mu Ziling angrily walked to Long Xiaoyu's side, stared at him condescendingly, with one hand on his hips, and the other pointing at her red, swollen and numb lips as if accusing: "It's all you, look, I'm I still have to enter the palace, how can I go now?"

In fact, her main purpose is not to accuse Long Xiaoyu of making her like this, but she really hasn't thought of how to deal with the emperor until now.

Long Xiaoyu asked people to intercept the Queen Mother's edict, which is good, but it attracted a more difficult emperor to come to her, this is too unfair, today she wants to let Long Xiaoyu enter the palace with her no matter what.

Although I don't know if Emperor Wenyin is looking for her because of Princess Anya, but just to be on the safe side, she had to invite this big Buddha with her.

With him here, at least... she can feel at ease.

For some reason, Mu Ziling felt that wherever Long Xiaoyu was, no matter how difficult he faced, he would be able to solve it in the end.

Long Xiaoyu's calm and soft face was now rosy and intoxicatingly steamed by the dense water, with a soft texture mixed with shocking beauty.

Looking up and seeing Mu Ziling's pouting with his hips on his hips, Long Xiaoyu was startled for a moment, then slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a coquettish and bewildered smile.

With this smile, even the breath around him became extra soft.

It seemed that he had already seen the little Jiujiu in Mu Ziling's heart, but Long Xiaoyu spread his hands, pretending to be distressed and asked: "Then what should I do? Why don't I let you bite it back?"

"You..." Mu Zi was so angry that he almost fell on his back, almost defeated by this shameless man in front of him.

She said she was going to enter the palace, how about entering the palace! How could this guy change the subject shamelessly like a normal person.

"You let someone intercept the Empress Dowager's edict, but your father's imperial edict... I'm going to enter the palace." Mu Zi stomped his feet angrily, emphasizing again.

She still can't figure out why Long Xiaoyu didn't expect such a consequence.

But seeing his calm and relaxed appearance, and seeming to be planning a strategy, everything is under his control, Mu Ziling's head was about to get dizzy, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Long Xiaoyu smiled helplessly, stretched out his slender arms and pulled Mu Ziling to sit down, and he let her head rest on his lap.

Such an intimate act made Mu Ziling a little uncomfortable, and she was about to resist.

"Hey, don't move, or the king won't accompany you into the palace." Long Xiaoyu threw out a sentence slowly.

Hearing this, Mu Ziling immediately calmed down, but she felt dissatisfied and slandered in her heart. This abominable guy obviously knew what she meant, and he deliberately wanted to play tricks on her.

Long Xiaoyu stretched out his long and slender fingers, straightened Mu Ziling's slightly messy hair, and used his internal energy to dry her wet hair.

Feeling the warm and soft feeling coming from his head, Mu Ziling's whole heart warmed up in an instant, and she quietly pillowed on his knee, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

What to do... She seems to be getting deeper and deeper.