The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Luo Liyan immediately lay down on his chest, grabbed one of his arms and put it on her shoulders.

Dawson allowed her to torment him, and when everything was over, looking at that soft and tender little face, he curled his lips silently and closed his eyes.

The carriage moves slowly, like a cradle, which can easily make people feel drowsy.

Dawson thought he would not fall asleep so easily, but in less than 10 minutes, he fell into a deep sleep.

The warmth that existed in his arms was like his armor, making him feel like he was being protected in an absolutely safe area, and he slept very deeply.

It was so heavy that he didn't even notice when the carriage stopped, until the maid knocked on the carriage door.

"Your Royal Highness, Duke Donald is here and he wants to see you."

Luo Liyan opened her eyes immediately, her eyes were a little dazed, and then she wrinkled them tightly without even dissipating her sleepiness.

Dawson also woke up at the moment the maid discovered the sound.

Looking at the sky outside the curtains that had entered the dusk state, although he was a little annoyed that he had slept for almost four hours, the physical and mental comfort he had never felt before made him lazy and did not want to get up.

He stretched out with his arms and rested his head on one hand, looking intensely at the little girl who was still in a daze in his arms.

I thought that when she got over this unclear period, she would look panicked.

Unexpectedly, Luo Liyan, who had woken up from her drowsiness, just showed an impatient look, and then half sat up.

"Go and ask Duke Donald to wait. I just woke up and need to tidy up my clothes." Her sleepy voice was hoarse, with undisguised disgust.

The maid responded and stepped away.

Luo Liyan lowered her head and looked at Dawson pitifully.

"Well... how about you hide it under the bed?" She suggested silently.

Dawson turned over and sat up, glanced expressionlessly at the bottom of the bed that was covered by a cushion, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at Luo Liyan.

"Are you so afraid that Donald will see me?" he asked silently.

But there was a tight feeling in the chest, and the whole person was shrouded in low air pressure, making people dare not even take a breath.

He had lived in the shadow of Donald since he was a child. Later, he ascended to the throne in a coup, and then severely trampled under his feet all those who looked down on him. However, he never thought that there would be a time when Donald would be hiding from him in his lifetime. .

Luo Liyan was so crazy that he was thinking about something, and there was a trace of struggle in his heart.

But more of annoyance.

Dawson had obviously come to inform her that Donald would be arriving soon, but she actually slept past the time.

This put them in a dilemma.

Why don't we just take off Dawson's vest right now?

Luo Liyan was a little entangled, but finally left the choice in Dawson's hands.

She moved forward two steps, wrapped her hands around the man's neck, and then kissed his thin lips.

"It's up to you to choose. If you are willing to face Donald with me now, then I will tell him directly that I have fallen in love with you and want to break off the engagement with him, or you can hide and let I'll play around with him for a while first." Luo Liyan asked silently again.

"Aren't you afraid?" Dawson felt a little curious.

Luo Liyan chuckled and shook her head.