Chapter 388

"Please forgive me! As long as you beg me, I may forgive you as soon as I'm happy!" Baigu Moxuan put the dagger against Leng Qingyan's gorgeous face, and the back of the knife gently crossed her cheek, which made Leng Qingyan tremble.

The man's intention is obvious. He wants to torture himself with another abnormal method. It is impossible to beg for mercy. He will never beg for mercy like evil forces, never.

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, ha ha!" Baigu Mo Xuan looked cold.

"Turandot!" Baigu Mo Xuan shouted outside.

Turandot came in and saluted him, "Lord!"

"Throw her into bed!" Baigu Mo Xuan said coldly to Turandot.

Turandot was ordered to come forward, pick up the cold face still shrinking behind and throw it on the bed in the study.

Leng Qingyan didn't have time to recover. A shadow came down from above. Baigu Mo Xuan's pale face was close. His thin lips were close to Leng Qingyan's ear and said, "if you beg for mercy now, the king can still spare you."

Leng Qingyan didn't speak, but stared at the Baigu Mo Xuan pressed on his body.

Don't you beg for mercy?

Without speaking, Baigu Mo Xuan directly turned Leng Qingyan, picked up the dagger and began to engrave words on her back. Every time she cut a knife, Leng Qingyan's body trembled gently, and the blood spread on her snow-white back, dazzling red.

Leng Qingyan frowned and clenched his teeth without making a sound.

Baigu Mo Xuan reached out and gently stroked Leng Qingyan's engraved back. His slender fingers slowly stroked the wound on her back, and the corners of his mouth slowly aroused a satisfied smile.

not bad This work is surprisingly beautiful!

"Turandot, bring the box material!" Baigu Mo Xuan turned his head and said to Turandot.

Turandot handed the box material to Baigu Moxuan. He first stained the scars with red with the box material pen, and then painted them one by one. After a incense stick, he made a tattoo on Leng Qingyan's back, and his narrow Danfeng eyes stared at the beautiful picture on Leng Qingyan's back.

The large hibiscus flowers occupied the whole back of Leng Qingyan. There was a little dew on the stacked petals. The colored butterflies in twos and threes stopped in the stamens. In the lower right corner, he also left his name, Mo Xuan. Looking at this work, he smiled with satisfaction.

Leng Qingyan didn't know what pattern he had painted on his back. In addition to the pain, he was itchy. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but Baigu Moxuan grabbed his wrist. Baigu Moxuan said, "don't grab it. If it's broken, it won't look good!" while talking, Baigu Moxuan took two copper mirrors and showed Leng Qingyan's back to her.

Leng Qingyan just frowned at one glance. There was no perfect place on her original bright and clean back. The man engraved her back with things, including cranes and fish in addition to flowers. The painting is very good-looking. It's just that the picture is too beautiful for people to look straight at!

"How's it going? Is Wang's skill very good?" Baigu Mo Xuan put away all his tools and looked at Leng Qingyan with low eyes.

"Ha ha!" Leng Qingyan sneered and didn't express any views. At the moment, she felt pain except pain.

so painful! Cold sweat came out of her forehead again, and she bit her teeth. She still didn't make any sound.

"Dissatisfied?" Baigu Mo Xuan sank his face, reached out and grabbed Leng Qingyan's hair and asked with a sneer.

"Will you be satisfied if I draw such a picture on your back?" Leng Qingyan turned his eyes at him and asked.

"I don't boast. You can't find a second tattoo in worry free country. My skills are still good, hehe! Of course, if you're not satisfied, I can help you do it again!" Baigu Moxuan said.

"No! Don't do it again. Please forgive me!" Leng Qingyan said quickly when he remembered the pain just now.

Please!

The smile on the corner of Baigu Mo Xuan's mouth gradually deepened, and finally begged for mercy! I wish I knew I was afraid!

"Since you are satisfied with Wang's works, you should always thank him! How about making a promise with an example?" Baigu Moxuan regretted as soon as he said his words. How could he say such words? It's not like yourself at all!

"Lord, do you want your maidservant to promise each other?" Leng Qingyan asked with a smile.

"When did the king let you make a promise? You... You heard wrong!" Baigu Mo Xuan quickly denied.

"Ha ha!"

"What are you laughing at?" Bai Gu Mo Xuan frowned and looked at Leng Qingyan. Did the woman dare to laugh at herself? Sure enough, it's not clean up.

"The maidservant suddenly found that the prince is not abnormal, but he still looks good." Leng Qingyan reached out and touched the handsome face of hundreds of Gu Mo Xuan. This face is still very good-looking, but this man is too abnormal.

Baigu Mo Xuan's face became more and more gloomy. The damn woman said she was a pervert. No one dared to say that about him since he was so old!

"Do you owe to clean up? Dare you speak to me like this!"

The little hand on his face was warm and comfortable. Baigu Moxuan slowly loosened his hand holding Leng Qingyan's hair and looked at Leng Qingyan with his eyes.

This woman is really good-looking. She is a very special woman. She is not afraid at all. Usually, those women are scared to soften their legs when they see their faces. This woman can stare at herself and say so many words.

ha-ha!

"Lord, the reason why you are abnormal is that you are too lonely! Slaves will accompany you in the future!" Leng Qingyan raised his eyes to meet the eyes of Baigu Mo Xuan.

"··" the hand in Baigu Mo Xuan's sleeve clenched into a fist bit by bit. No woman dared to say that before,

In the past, those women were scared to death just by seeing their faces. Only this woman dared to talk to herself. She had forgotten how long she hadn't talked to people so unprepared.

Turandot on one side consciously stepped back and didn't bother them here.

"Are you... Really willing to accompany me?" the tight expression on Baigu Mo Xuan's face slowly loosened and his hand slowly loosened.

Leng Qingyan turned over, held back the pain, put his hand on the back of Baigu Mo Xuan's hand and said, "in fact, if the Lord feels bored, he can keep a cat or a pet like a bird. It's better for you to talk to a pet than to have fun like this!"

Baigu Mo Xuan looked at Leng Qingyan sincerely. His eyes flashed. He held the small hand with his back hand. He was a little moved. It has been a long time. No one dared to contact him like this for a long time. Even when Turandot around her waited on him, she was careful for fear of angering him.

Since his mother's death, his temperament has changed greatly. He likes to pursue all kinds of exciting games and play with women. His physical defects make him unwilling to go out and get along with anyone.

Is the woman in front of you really not afraid of herself?

"Are you really not afraid of me?" Baigu Mo Xuan asked, clenching his small hands.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Leng Qingyan asked with a smile.

"No worries about the country, proud and charming, abnormal king Baigu Moxuan, even his brothers don't want to get close to him. You... Why are you, you're not afraid!" Baigu Moxuan lowered his eyes and flashed a loss at the bottom of his eyes.