The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 97
However, when he thinks of his cub's 5.00% goodwill, He Liansi is like a deflated ball,
He rolled over and sat up wrapped in a small quilt, dragging his cheeks with his hands, feeling depressed.

"Well, why doesn't my cub's favorability increase? He said so cutely."

Folian 'Ga Beng' bit the lollipop into pieces, and rolled her eyes, "Is it so easy for the big villain to be captured?"

"That's right." He Liansi nodded in agreement, but He Liansi still felt very frustrated, and sighed deeply.

The little man 'Paji' fell back towards the soft bed, blinking his eyes as moist as grapes,
Looking at the top of the warm yellow bed curtain in a daze, finally, the little man clenched his fists tightly,

"Think about it, go find Zai Zai tomorrow!"

It must be because at the end of the day, I was busy fighting wits with the second brother by the Daming Lake...

Well, she admitted that she was beaten unilaterally, woo woo (_).

Anyway, no matter what, I'm going to find Zai Zai tomorrow, and I have to brush up my favorability if I say anything,
Well, it would be great to appreciate Zai Zai's flourishing beauty by the way, hehe~
Thinking of this, He Liansi's tiny eyes narrowed with a smile, and pink bubbles appeared on his pink and tender face,

If the little girl had a tail behind her now, she might have reached the sky.

"Nympho." A certain golden lotus beeped softly, biting a crunchy lollipop, twisting her golden butt, turning around and turning off the phone.

Hmph, even Ben Lian's little butt is made of gold, who is noble and who has no chance, ha ha!
He Liansi, "?"

"Tch, Folian dog must be jealous of my cub's prosperity and beauty."

The little girl murmured, Xiao Short pulled the quilt with her hands, and covered herself well, rubbing her pink and tender cheeks against the soft quilt,
I closed my eyes blissfully, well, go to sleep, wake up and see Zai Zai tomorrow~
**
However, a certain villain tyrant who is being thought about by a certain person is currently in a dungeon in the palace,

There is no light in the dungeon all year round, and the dark and humid air is filled with the pungent smell of blood.

On both sides of the dungeon were imprisoned people with chains on their hands and feet, all of whom were bloodstained and scarred.

However, the dungeon was unusually quiet, except for the occasional mournful cries from the depths of the dungeon.

Helian Nie walked slowly in a bright red dragon robe, and every step he took in front of the cage, the detainees in the cage curled up and trembled involuntarily.

In the eyes of these people, Helen Nie is a devil.

In the depths of the dungeon, a man in night clothes was tied to a wooden frame, and a few cold-faced dead soldiers stood beside him.

The man's hair was disheveled, his whole body was covered with scars, he was completely half-dead, holding his last breath.

He Lian Nie stepped forward, and all the dead men knelt down on one knee in an instant, bowed their heads respectfully to He Lian Nie and said,
"Subordinates see the emperor."

"Get up." Helian Nie's voice was a little careless, but it was not difficult to hear the cold and frightening hostility in it.

After saying that, those black-clothed dead men got up, and soon, a comfortable sandalwood chair was moved over, respectfully placed behind Helian Nie, and then silently retreated behind the sandalwood chair.

(End of this chapter)