Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 83 Disgrace

Feng Sumo stared at Moxiluo with wide eyes, and his first reaction was to turn around and run away. The idea had just been born, but he was stopped by his long arm and directly carried it on his shoulder.

"Damn man! Let me down!" Feng Sumo was ashamed and embarrassing, he kicked and kicked him indiscriminately, and landed on his shoulders one after another.

Moxiluo completely ignored her struggle and yelling, and didn't care that his clothes were stained by her wet clothes. He just stubbornly carried her to the car parked next to him, with firm and steady steps.

"Bastard!" After calling for a long time without any response, Feng Sumo was so angry that he bit his shoulder, and his eyes wanted to pierce him directly.

Moxiluo turned his head sideways under one of her movements, only glanced at her lightly, and led her into the car.

All the way home, Feng Sumo was carried on his shoulders except for the time in the car. After entering the castle, he had to accept the attention of so many servants and guards all the way, which was extremely embarrassing and embarrassing.

Not wanting to embarrass himself even more, Feng Sumo suppressed all the yelling after returning to the castle, and simply lowered his head and stopped looking at people.

"Su Mo, you're back!" Wei Lai, who was sitting on the sofa, called her first as the two entered the living room.

Feng Sumo was even more embarrassed under that call, and secretly greeted Moxiluo several times in his heart, and slowly turned his head buried on his shoulder——

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you were shocked when you saw it.

In the living room, apart from the people from Shenyin Hall, there were also a lot of people she didn't know, all of whom looked at her in unison.

Looking at the water stains all over his body, and being carried on his shoulders, he was embarrassed and ashamed.

Feng Sumo just felt embarrassing at home.

"I'll take her upstairs to change clothes." Moxiluo glanced at the relatives and friends in the room, and led Feng Sumo straight to the master bedroom upstairs.

"Momo didn't protest or complain." Looking at the figure that disappeared in the corridor, Yue Luoran sighed in surprise.

Jia Ye turned his head, glanced at her, and smiled narrowly.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Sumo, who had been silent for a while, kicked Moxiluo again with his hands and feet.

"Bastard! It's so embarrassing... Ah!" Before he could finish speaking, his body jumped into the air and fell heavily on the bed.

"Hmm..." Feng Sumo's nerves were a little numb from the pain, he rubbed his painful tun, sat up, and stared at Moxiluo sadly.

You bastard!

Mocilo turned around, walked to the closet next to him, took out a wedding dress that was different from yesterday, and threw it in front of her, "The wedding will be held in the palace at noon, and all relatives will participate, and there will be people from all over the world. Members of royal families from various countries will be present, and there are still a few hours left, so you should prepare first."

Feng Sumo stared blankly at the extra wedding dress that came out of nowhere, and grabbed hold of it tightly, with the urge to tear it up on the spot, but——

"Don't try to do it in vain. I have someone prepare ten sets of wedding dresses for you. If one is broken, there are still many for backup." Looking at the wrinkled wedding dress by her, Moxiluo casually reminded.

Her mind is easy to guess.

"Go to hell!" Feng Sumo stood up angrily, and wanted to go out, but Moxiluo grabbed her wrist and dragged her down on the bed.

"If you don't want to change your own, I don't mind helping you." With black eyes locked on hers, he warned darkly.

Feng Sumo's gaze fell quietly on his face, and his starry eyes sank when he saw his serious eyes.

If you try to escape, you will definitely not be able to leave here, so you can only rely on outsmarting.

(End of this chapter)