Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Xiaoyu, who was hit hard by the boots, paused slightly, and then heard Mu Ziling's voice, he turned around involuntarily, picked up the shoes on the ground, and strode back.

Mu Ziling, whose eyes were blurred by tears, did not see clearly that Long Xiaoyu had returned, and continued to vent his anger with everything available around him.

One shoe was not enough to relieve his anger, so he took off the other and smashed it as hard as he wanted.

This shoe with unparalleled strength was aimed at Long Xiaoyu's startled face this time.

He came back with strides, raised his hand to catch the shoes flying in front of him, his face was so gloomy that ink could drip.

After smashing the shoes on the other side, Mu Ziling's eyes had long been darkened, like a puppet that had come off its strings, squatting down on the ground, with her head buried in her knees, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You go, you go, and you don't need to see me again after you go."

"...Anyway, I'm not from this world. This place doesn't belong to me in the first place. Why am I still staying here..."

Following her murmured voice of abandonment, the footsteps of His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, became a bit messy, and there was a haste in the mess, as if she would disappear from sight if she was one step too late.

"...What kind of bullshit and precious blood ginseng, so what if it's precious? I don't care for it, it means life or death—"

Before he could finish his last words, a pair of big hands lifted his head buried on his knees, and he almost blurted out the word 'death', but before he could say it, his lips were tightly blocked.

"Uh...uh..."

Mu Ziling wanted to talk, wanted to push him away, but this provoked the man to rob him even more forcefully.

I saw Long Xiaoyu clasping her head with one hand and grabbing her thin chin with the other, involuntarily prying open her white teeth and breaking into her sweet and soft mouth.

Drink again!

Long Xiaoyu, who obviously got the strong smell of alcohol from her mouth, frowned, distressed and angry, and the strength of kissing her became fierce all of a sudden.

The tiger swallowed, and the domineering tongue penetrated deeper and more violently in her mouth.

Mu Ziling, who had been smoldering for a long time but couldn't let it out, bitterly bit the tongue that was entangled in her mouth.

The burning pain made him grunt, but he didn't have the slightest intention to withdraw from her mouth. The hand grabbing her chin increased his strength, and the hand on her head was deeply embedded in her hair.

He wrapped her tongue deeply, sweeping away all the breath in her mouth domineeringly.

As if nothing was enough, he held her and stood up, tightly restraining her in his arms with his long arms, frantically stirring the soft and sweet taste in her mouth.

Her hands kept pushing him hard, and one of his big hands directly cut those two restless little hands behind him, making her whole soft body stick to his chest.

I don't know if it was because of her resistance just now, or the palpitations brought about by her cruel and decisive words just now, he hugged her with unbelievable strength, as if he wanted to squeeze her into his body, blend with him, and never cannot be separated.

His kiss was fierce and rough, intense and deep.

She seemed to be suffocated by his kiss, she moved her lips slightly, wanting to breathe, but it provoked him to entangle more wantonly and violently, trying her best to absorb all the air in her mouth and even in her lungs.

Her body strength was drained bit by bit...

I do not know how long it has been--

It wasn't until she was kissed that she was so angry that she drooped on him like a puddle of soft mud, that his lips let her go slightly, but they still seemed to stick to her.

He was panting slightly, staring at her blushing little face with messy and passionate star eyes, the starlight in his eyes shone slightly, but there seemed to be a hint of helpless pleading: "Mu Mu, don't make that kind of joke anymore, Don't say you want to leave me, don't say you want to marry someone else, don't let me go again, okay?"

He clearly knew that it was a joke that she slipped out of the mouth, but his heart was so narrow that he couldn't accommodate this kind of joke at all.

Mu Ziling's eyes were still clouded with mist, but there was still a hint of stubbornness: "If you still want to leave me alone without telling me, that joke will no longer be a joke, and I can make it... ..."

In the end, before the words "seriously" could be uttered, he blocked her red, swollen and moist lips again, swallowing all the words in her mouth.

Now he really can't do anything about this little woman who likes to fight against him all the time.

Long Xiaoyu was both annoyed and helpless.

He clasped her head hard, like punishment, grinding her lips and teeth as hard as he wanted, and entangled her tongue.

The domineering tongue shook the world without hesitation in her mouth, conquering the city, as if trying to suck out her soul, swallow her heart, and kiss her with all her heart.

Even after kissing again and again, her lips are always incredibly soft, and every time he can sink into it, unable to extricate himself...

The tears brewing in Mu Ziling's eyes had already broken the dam, and the uncontrollable flow flowed between their lips and teeth, and into their entangled mouths.

Salty, astringent, bitter.

Long Xiaoyu bit by bit, bit by bit, with the deepest affection and gentleness, patiently sucked her tears clean.

Every time he tasted the bitter taste of tears, his heart was stabbed fiercely like a needle.

She was kissed by him so much that she lost all her strength, let alone her temper. Her limp body was held by him, and he let him give and take whatever he wanted from fierce to gentle.

The salty taste of tears, the aroma of wine, and the unique sweetness in her mouth were all taken over by his domineering and cold breath.

After completely softening her to the point where she had no resistance or refutation, he slowly let her go.

Facing the little woman in front of him who could drive him crazy with just one sentence, Long Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and held back his anger even more, but he was still so distressed that he was not willing to tell her.

After staring deeply at her small face that seemed to be filled with grievance and resentment for a while, he sighed lightly, moved his lips slowly, and said in a low and elegant voice, with deep helplessness: "Silly Mumu, my eyes can carry the lights of thousands of families in the world, but there is only one you..."

As if to confirm his words, Mu Ziling blinked lightly, and met the obsidian-like star pupils in front of her eyes, the deep eyes were full of reflections of her who was kissed infatuatedly.

Seeing the intoxicated look in Long Xiaoyu's eyes, Mu Ziling's face became even hotter, and shyly turned her head away, not daring to look again.

But who knows, just as soon as she turned her head away, Long Xiaoyu forced her to look into his deep and sincere eyes: "...so Mumu, no matter where I go, I will never lose sight of you." Let me down, not only you are in the lights of thousands of houses in my eyes, but also here, this place is full of you."

As he said that, he took her little hand and attached it to the position where his left chest beat vigorously and rhythmically.

Feeling the beating of his strong and powerful heart in the palm of her hand, Mu Ziling pressed her lips tightly, and an indescribable throbbing filled her soft heart.

She has been with him for so long, but in her impression, he seems to have never said such sincere love words.

Usually, in front of her, he would either be so domineering and domineering, or play tricks, or pretend to be pitiful. He had never been so sincere as he was at this moment.

From ancient times to the present, love words from a man's mouth have been judged as rhetoric, but at this moment, she heard the deep sincerity in his words.

She never even imagined that this His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who has always been crowned cold and cruel by the world, would one day say such provocative words of love.

Mu Ziling's heart was wrapped in warmth, but she still complained forcefully: "You have obviously abandoned me several times, this time is the worst, you actually left without saying goodbye, disappeared without a sound for several days, Do you know that these few days I... hum!"

At the end of the conversation, Mu Ziling snorted angrily, and was so stuffy that she didn't want to continue talking, but Long Xiaoyu looked at the poor little thing who had been wronged.

He lowered his head, pecked her seductive red lips pityingly, pressed her lips intimately, and said slowly: "I didn't think carefully enough to make my silly Mumu suffer so many days of grievances. It's my fault, if you haven't calmed down yet, then I'll stick to you and let you bite until you're happy..."

Still biting? She's not a puppy.

I knew that this evildoer would not be serious for a long time, and then he started to be serious again.

Mu Ziling was annoyed for a while, and pushed his head away from her face, "Go away, who will bite you!"

Long Xiaoyu licked his face, and came closer again, but his tone was dangerous, and he warned angrily: "In the future, you are not allowed to drink when I am not around, and if you are disobedient, see how I deal with you."

Thinking about how he looked after using the heart of drunkenness before, Mu Ziling knew what he would look like when he was drunk, even more shameless than this monster.

No wonder this evildoer would repeatedly warn him not to drink.

Isn't it? If this stingy man sees her playing that stinky and shameless drunk madness at others, he will probably be blown up.

"Understood." One could guess why Long Xiaoyu repeatedly warned her not to drink alcohol, Mu Ziling rolled her eyes, as if she despised him as well as herself.

It suddenly occurred to her that not long ago, because she was angry with him for leaving, she blurted out something that had been hidden in her heart all along. After thinking about it, she decided to confess her last secret to him now.

Mu Ziling took advantage of the opportunity to hold Long Xiaoyu's stunningly beautiful Wushuang's face, staring intently at it, then bit his lips, and said solemnly: "Long Xiaoyu, I have one more thing to tell you. "

Long Xiaoyu looked at her with unbelievably soft eyes, pretending to be listening quietly, spraying warm breath on her face: "Huh?"

"I said earlier that I'm not from this world. It's true." Mu Ziling was stunned, and blurted out directly with an unprecedented seriousness in his light tone.

"I'm Mu Ziling, but I'm not the Mu Ziling from the Zhongyihou Mansion. I come from a world completely different from here..."