I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 889
Murong Che looked at the two of them in surprise.

Pacing back and forth in the study,
Pointing to Li Aotian, then pointing to Bai Mosi, finally his eyes fell on Bai Mosi's face, his unruly Danfeng stared at Bai Mosi with burning eyes, suddenly smiled, and asked: "Your name is Bai... Bai what? "

Bai Mosi said politely, "Bai Mosi."

"Oh, the name is quite special." Murong Che stroked his chin with a wild look: "Do you like my sister?"

Hearing this, Bai Mosi was embarrassed, and a look of avoidance flashed in his eyes.

No need to ask, just this kind of look made Murong Che very sure, he smiled: "Since you like my sister, and you agree with uncle to let Dugu Lie go to save my sister, are you not afraid of the resurgence of their old relationship? It's none of your business."

Hearing this, Bai Mosi's face was calm: "Compared to this, I am more worried about the safety of Murong Siqing. Now is not the time to be selfish. You can't force things about your relationship. This is still up to your sister to decide."

"You..." Murong Che pointed at him for a while, then finally said through gritted teeth, "You can't teach a child."

The two were silent.

Only Murong Che was pacing back and forth, gasping for breath and talking to himself.

After a while, Li Aotian raised his slender long fingers and tapped on the book: "Don't think about it, I will make the decision."

"Uncle, you..." Murong Che couldn't think of any good solution, he sat down on the sandalwood chair angrily, thinking: Dugu Lie, this time I really took advantage of you.

The thick ink is suitable, Li Aotian took a blank letterhead, and wrote a few simple words on it: something happened to Yan'er, come to Shushu Restaurant in Beijing as soon as possible.

After drying the ink, Li Aotian stamped his prince's seal on the letterhead, only in this way, Dugulie would believe it.

He folded the letter paper and found the pigeon that Murong Yan often used. Only the pigeon knew where Dugu Lie was. He wrapped the letter paper around the pigeon's leg and let the pigeon fly.

The pigeon ran to the sky and went in the most familiar direction.

"Can Dugu Lie come?" Murong Che expressed his doubts.

Bai Mosi remained silent, he didn't understand what Dugulie was like.

Li Aotian squinted his dangerous eyes, and said firmly: "I can come."

*
Dugu Dark Palace.

It was lunch time.

Ban Xia, who was dressed in a water rose-colored gauze dress, came to Dugu Lie's room holding the dishes she made herself.
She glanced at Dugu Lie who was fiddling with weapons and swords. The faint halo refracted on his domineering face, as if coated with a layer of noble color. Reachable aura.

Ban Xia became more and more infatuated with him.

How could there be such a manly man in the world.

Her heart was pounding, looking at his strong muscles, which represented the strength of a man, how much she wanted to have fun under him.

She was so jealous of Murong Yan that she could conceive him and serve him to bed.

"Lie, it's time to eat." Ban Xia called him tenderly, in order to attract him, Ban Xia always imitated Murong Yan's clothes and headgear intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment Dugulie raised his head, he thought he had misjudged the person, and stared at Banxia's back in a daze. down.

He put down the long sword, walked out of the armory with strides, glanced at Ban Xia coldly, and pierced it mercilessly: "Ban Xia, be yourself, you don't have to imitate anyone."

(End of this chapter)