Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 80 Let's Together
Hiding the casual clothes in his hands behind his back, Feng Sumo slowly turned his head and looked at him calmly, "Aren't you accompanying the guests?"

Moxiluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked to her step by step, leaning on the wall with one hand, looking at her leisurely, "Did you do something wrong? Why are you hiding your hands behind your back?"

Feng Sumo froze in shock, his eyelashes trembled slightly with tension, fine beads of sweat leaked out from the little hands holding his clothes, and a trace of panic was inadvertently revealed in his eyes looking at him.

Mosilo's dark eyes locked on hers, and his eyes darkened.

After so many days of getting along with each other, he knew that every time Feng Sumo got nervous, his eyelashes would vibrate slightly.

Passing her hand through her waist, he groped for the clothes she was clutching tightly in his hands and took them out. Without even looking at them, Moxiluo threw them on the bed behind him, teasing as if nothing had happened, "Do you want to take a bath? Exactly, I Wash it too, let's do it together!"

Feng Sumo took a deep breath, tried his best to keep himself calm, and his tone was as cold as facing a stranger, "Get out!"

Her reaction was also within his expectations.

Since what happened that night, he never thought that she would put on a good face to him.

"Just come up and take a look, I'll go down and accompany your parents." Ignoring her cold face, Moxiluo helped her close the door, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

When she came to his territory, he wasn't worried that she would escape.

With so many guards in the castle alone, she couldn't handle it.

Feng Sumo quietly looked at the leaving figure, picked up the casual clothes he had just dug out again, and put them on neatly, his eyes fixed on the windows of the room.

She observed it when she came in. There are many guards here. If you escape in the open, you will definitely fail.

After tearing the bedsheets into strips, Feng Sumo walked to the window, looked at the environment directly below the room, twisted the strips into hemp rope and threw them down. The other end was fastened to a table by the window the lower end.

Turning around and locking the door, Feng Sumo flipped out of the window and slid down to the ground with the help of the rope made of bed sheets.

She didn't have much time and had to leave before Mesilo came.

In the castle, there are many royal guards, and someone will pass by every few minutes.

When Feng Sumo came down, there was no one there, but he didn't dare to stay too long.

Standing where he was, he took a look at his current environment, and his quiet eyes fixed on the corner not far away.

There were too many guards at the main gate, and she was afraid that they would be stopped before they could go out, so she could only climb over the wall.

"Sister, what game are you playing?" Behind him, an immature male voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Sumo's body stiffened slightly, his head slowly turned sideways, and with the help of the light, his eyes fixed on the boy's face.

A child of seven or eight years old, with a pair of blue eyes as clear as the sea, and pure golden hair, setting off a rosy face, made Feng Sumo suddenly think of the little Cupid, the god of love.

Whose child is this?

"You want to climb the wall?" The little boy stared at her with big eyes, and guessed her intention in one word.

"Hush!" Feng Sumo knelt down, covered his mouth with his hand, and lowered his voice, "Sister, this is..."

After thinking about it, I managed to squeeze out a few words, "Train your jumping ability."

The little boy imitated her, pointed to another direction of the castle, and lowered his voice, "The guard army just passed by that place, so it is more convenient for training."

"..."

(End of this chapter)