I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 1289 Promise him

Murong Che's inevitable laughter lingered in Ruoge's ears for a long time.

She would never throw away her dignity to be his wife.

The streamer is easy to throw people away.

Looking at the blue sky.

Spring's tail is going to be dragged away by Xia Tian's claws.

The sunlight of the day passes through the layers of leaves, turning into circles of mottled rays of light and hitting Ruoge's face. She squints her fairy eyes slightly, her long curled eyelashes tremble slightly, and the bridge of her nose stands tall. Her pink lips pursed lightly.

The task that the young master entrusted to her gave her a very headache.

Even killing people is a hundred times easier than the current task.

However, the orders of the young master of the night palace cannot be disobeyed.

During the day, the Yihong Courtyard was sparsely populated, the bustard and the girls were sleeping, preparing to entertain guests at night.

She walked towards her room with gentle steps, and she covered the door with her jade hand and realized that there was someone inside. She sniffed the smell coming from the room, and she knew it in her heart.

Push the door in.

The serious, expressionless Ye Sha stood aside.

Facing the peach blossom chair, Ming Yanye, wearing a mask inlaid with silver dark poppy patterns, sat there coldly, with his strong arms resting on the peach blossom wood table, his broad palms clenched, his eyes under the mask were like those in a deep spring. The eyes of the spring have a mysterious, frosty expression.

Ruoge closed the door and knelt on the ground: "Young master."

"How does it feel to be gentle all night?" Ming Yanye spit out these words mercilessly.

Ruoge's face turns blue and white.

Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from Ming Yanye's eyes.

Ruoge knelt there without saying a word.

All explanations are refutations.

Ming Yanye didn't like her rebuttal.

She is still interested in this.

"Mission, how are you thinking about it?" Ming Yanye's fist loosened, and his bony long fingers tapped rhythmically on the mahogany table.

Every beat of his made Ruoge's heart beat wildly, because few people could understand the rhythm of the young master of the night palace, his rhythm seemed to summon the god of death.

Ruoge bowed his head respectfully: "Ruoge has already considered it."

The sound of 'pop' was extremely shocking, and Ming Yanye looked at her coldly with his dark eyes. After a long time, the corners of his lips curved into a cold arc: "Since you have considered it, why don't you show some sincerity."

Ruoge looked up at him, a little puzzled.

Ye Cha glanced at Ruoge, and stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for Ming Yanye. Ming Yanye played with the tea cup, but instead of drinking it, he turned the tea cup upside down. What was shocking was the water in the tea cup Not a single drop flowed out, this can only be achieved with a very strong internal force.

"Ruoge is dull, I don't know what the young master is talking about sincerity." Ruoge's voice was flat.

slap.

Ming Yanye knocked the teacup on the mahogany table, closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Promise him."

Hearing this, Ruoge was startled.

"Promise to be his man." Ming Yanye said tepidly.

Ruoge stared at Ming Yanye dumbfounded, the young master's hands were really everywhere.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, jade hands pinched both sides of the skirt, Ming Yanye raised his head and gave Ye Sha a look, Ye Sha stepped forward to help Ruoge up.

Ming Yanye also got up, and walked in front of her with a tall and mighty body, staring at her condescendingly: "In three days, promise him, this is also your task, this task is very difficult, this young master will be behind you!" To help you, but you must completely and absolutely obey this young master!"

Ruoge's hands trembled: "Master, you said that Ruoge cannot be emotional."

(End of this chapter)