Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 922 Strange enough
"I don't know if they will spit out a mouthful of old blood when they see your grievance."

"It's best to be pissed to death." Ling Zimo used his fingers to wrap around a strand of her hair that fell in front of her at random, and said lightly, "If they can be pissed off directly, I'll save my worry and effort, that's good of."

Xilan smiled helplessly, "You really are. I'm glad I'm not on your calculation list, otherwise, I probably wouldn't even know how to cry."

It is really the misfortune of those people's life to mess with this guy.

"Of course." Ling Zimo's slender eyelashes moved slightly, and when she raised her eyes, a pair of Qiushui Jian pupils full of smiles looked into her eyes, and said with a smile, "Our family has always been dominated by you, what about me?" , and you can only be bullied by you."

"I don't dare to do things that count on you, or I will be miserable if I am rejected by you one day."

Xilan pursed her lips, and looked at this person who was resting comfortably on her lap and said that she was pitiful.

After pondering for a moment, she narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "Ling Zimo, before you speak next time, can you touch your conscience first? I bully you? I shut you out? Are you serious? Nonsense, won't your conscience hurt?"

"What is conscience?" Ling Zimo blinked his beautiful phoenix eyes, bent his lips and said with a smile, "In my heart, there is only you, there is no truth, goodness and beauty."

Xilan: "."

Since when did this person who never reveals his true emotions and disdains feelings start talking about love every day?

Unknowingly, he has transformed from a cold, reticent person to what he is now. However, this kind of him is really much better than before.

I am no longer indifferent to everything, no longer indifferent, smile more, and gradually learn to take care of my body
"What are you thinking?" Ling Zimo raised his hand and pinched her soft cheek.

Noticing that she was distracted, he couldn't help squinting his beautiful phoenix eyes in displeasure, and there was also a hint of displeasure in his smiling pupils.

Hugging him and looking at his face, can she be distracted?
"It's nothing, it's getting late, go to sleep." She was suddenly called back to her senses by him, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she saw his face so close.

After finishing speaking, she gently pulled him up, moved him to the pillow beside him, then pulled the quilt over, lay down beside him, closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

Regarding her refusal to answer, Ling Zimo couldn't help but tightly pursed his moist thin lips, propped his head on his hands, and looked at her, "Why don't you want to tell me?"

She saw that he was distracted, but she was still unwilling to tell him what made her distracted. This made His Majesty, who was used to being a superior, very displeased.

Xilan covered half of her face with the quilt, opened one eye slightly, and saw his serious face, unable to fall asleep without asking, she couldn't help but chuckled, "It's a little thing, as for putting on this face What does the enemy look like?"

"Don't worry about it, I was thinking just now, you are getting cuter and cuter, okay? Go to sleep, it's almost midnight, you've been tossing around all day, and it's time to rest."

While talking, she stretched out her arms from the quilt, pulled him back under the quilt and hugged him, not giving him a chance to move around.

"Cute." Ling Zimo hugged her back, put his chin on the top of her head, and murmured, "This word is really unfamiliar."

(End of this chapter)