Chapter 387

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Damn it!

Who is this woman?

"Xiaokui, go and find out where the woman sent to brother Mo Xuan!"

"Promise!"

——A month later

Lord Moxuan's residence

Baigu Moxuan sat in her study, holding a wolf's hair in her hand. Danfeng stared at the woman in the painting. The woman was unkempt, with lion's hair and blood on her mouth. She couldn't see her face clearly. She rode on the lion and her eyes were unusually cold. Looking at the woman's eyes, Baigu Moxuan's eyes flashed.

What kind of woman is this woman? Looking at those two women being bitten by lions, she is not half afraid. Facing her own means, she dares to stare at herself. It's really interesting. I really want to see her crying for mercy!

The way she cries for help should be very interesting!

"Turandot!" Baigu Mo Xuan shouted outside.

"The maidservant is here." Turandot pushed the door in, handed his hands to his chest and saluted Baigu Mo Xuan.

"She's sleeping now... Well, what are you doing?" Baigu Mo Xuan wanted to ask Leng Qingyan, did she sleep? I thought it was bad, so I asked her what she was doing.

"She's counting the gold given by the Lord. Is the Lord bored? Do you need slaves to call her to have some fun for the Lord?" Turandot asked.

Hearing the speech, Baigu Mo Xuan couldn't help but smoke. The woman was counting gold. She was afraid that she wouldn't give her less gold.

"Let her come over!" with a faint finish, Baigu Mo Xuan covered the picture on the table with a book, picked up the cup of tea on the table and drank.

Leng Qingyan walked into the study, studied the appearance of Turandot, saluted Baigu Mo Xuan and asked, "Lord, are you looking for a slave?"

"Have you finished counting the gold?" Baigu Mo Xuan looked up at Leng Qingyan and asked.

Leng Qing Yan Leng said: "not yet. She was brought here by sister Tu halfway."

This means that I disturbed her to count the gold!

Baigu Mo Xuan's eyes were full of anger and suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, "when you were the king, did you ask you to count the gold?"

"... the abnormal prince was angry again. You have to be careful.

"Why don't you talk? You don't think you will be like Turandot after the king gives you gold! The king warns you that you are now a slave in the king's house. Don't be confused about your identity." Baigu Moxuan glared round and said coldly.

"Come here, come to the king!" Baigu Mo Xuan hooked his hook finger.

Leng Qingyan really didn't want to see the pervert. He raised his feet and walked to Baigu Mo Xuan. Before he got close to the past, the man fell into his arms. Before he recovered, Baigu Mo Xuan pasted it and bit his neck.

"How comfortable is this way?" Baigu Mo Xuan gently nibbled Leng Qingyan's neck, raised his eyes and asked.

Leng Qingyan's pretty face was crimson and frowned. The prince bit so painful. How could there be such a metamorphosis? He opened his mouth and bit. It's a dog!

“…”

"Why don't you talk!" Baigu Mo Xuan asked coldly.

what did you say? Say you're a pervert?

Leng Qingyan has seen all kinds of men, but she hasn't seen this abnormal man. The pain on her neck is not general pain. The hot cone heart piercing pain made her sweat on her forehead.

"It seems that the king is too kind to you!" Baigu Moxuan's eyes were cold for a few minutes. He lowered his head and tore Leng Qingyan's shoulder and bit hard. This time, he bit fast and hard. He left a string of neat tooth marks on Leng Qingyan's round shoulder, and the painful Leng Qingyan's tears fell out.

It hurts!

Is this man really a dog?

The tearing pain made her uncomfortable. Before she recovered from the pain, Baigu Mo Xuan picked up a glass of wine on the table and spilled it on Leng Qingyan's shoulder.

The wine poured on her injured shoulder. The pain was terrible. The burning pain immediately spread all over every nerve of her body. Tears fell. She bit her lips tightly without making any sound.

"Cry out when you feel pain!" said Bai Gu Mo Xuan with a smile, looking at the cold Yan under him.

Pain! It hurts!

But Leng Qingyan clenched her teeth tightly and didn't make a sound. Even if she was sweating in pain, she didn't say a word. She stubbornly stared at Baigu Mo Xuan and didn't say a word.

Damn it, won't this woman hurt?

I really want to see her cry out in pain!

Baigu Mo Xuan picked up another glass of wine and poured it on Leng Qingyan's shoulder. The bright red wine gradually slipped on Leng Qingyan's arm and slowly confused with her red clothes. Baigu Mo Xuan looked at Leng Qingyan with low eyes. The woman was so painful that she clenched her teeth and refused to beg for mercy! OK! Good!

"The king said again, you hurry to beg for mercy, or you will suffer later." Baigu Mo Xuan said with a low smile in her ear.

Leng Qingyan stared at the abnormal man. The more he wanted to beg for mercy, the less he wanted to beg for mercy. He had never tasted any torture in the cold palace before. These were just pediatrics.

Leng Qingyan clenched her teeth but didn't make any sound. Baigu Moxuan narrowed her Danfeng eyes, took down the pot of wine she drank on weekdays from the table and fell down on Leng Qingyan's shoulder. There was a wound on her skin. The wine poured on her wound was as hard as a fire. Her forehead was sweating like rain and her body was sweating, The back is sweaty and uncomfortable.

"Beg for mercy?" Baigu Mo Xuan grabbed Leng Qingyan's hair on her head and forced her to look at him and asked with a sneer.

"I won't beg for mercy. You can use any tricks!" Leng Qingyan stared at Baigu Mo Xuan and refused to give in.

Baigu Mo Xuan hooked up the corner of her mouth and threw Leng Qingyan to the ground. She used her internal force to drive the wheelchair forward. Leng Qingyan looked at Baigu Mo Xuan approaching step by step, and her heart beat faster and faster. When she saw that the wheel of the wheelchair was about to crush her hand, the wheelchair suddenly backed back.

Leng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this pervert still has some human nature?

"Gululu ~" the sound of the wheelchair rolling over the ground sounded again. Baigu Mo Xuan had returned. He had a cold dagger in his hand and a nearly abnormal smile on his mouth.

What does he want to do?

Leng Qingyan stared at Baigu Mo Xuan in horror. She stepped back involuntarily. Her fear was full of her stunning face and dagger. Was the dagger in his hand going to abuse himself?

Bai Gu Mo Xuan looked at Leng Qingyan's expression and was satisfied. He finally knew he was afraid! I don't believe you won't beg for mercy, ha ha!

"What are you... What are you doing?" Leng Qingyan stepped back two steps and asked with fear on his face.

"I'll make you a tattoo. You can rest assured that I'm good at technology and won't make you feel any pain!" Baigu Moxuan strode to the front and rushed over with a strange smile.

"No... no! Don't come here!" Leng Qingyan's eyes fell on the cold shining dagger in Baigu Mo Xuan's hand, and his eyes stared in horror.