The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 41 My Seat, Not Allowed

After seeing Young Master Lin away, He Hua was obviously a little out of her mind, Liu Yue frowned slightly, and sent her to guard the door.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

Randomly pinched the lid of the teacup and fiddled with the tea in the cup, Liu Yue's voice was so faint that no emotion could be discerned.

She has no cultivation now, but the perception ability cultivated over the years has not retreated.

As soon as Mr. Lin entered the room, she felt that there was someone outside the window, and she didn't know if the masked local tyrant was reincarnated from a gecko, and she liked to lie on her window if there was nothing to do.

There was a figure in front of him, and the masked man landed firmly in the room.

Liu Yue thought for a while, then put her hands on the piano, "My lord, sit down, Liu Yue will play a piece for you."

The fingertips moved, and there was a ding-dong sound like flowing water. Only a few notes floated out, but it stopped suddenly.

"This is?"

Liu Yue looked suspiciously at the masked man's hand on the qin to stop her from playing the qin, and raised his brows slightly. Didn't this guy come to listen to the qin today?

But if she didn't come to listen to the piano, there seems to be nothing worth visiting here.

Could it be that you regretted it and came to get back the previous money?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, Liu Yue pinched it viciously resolutely, even if she came to ask for money, if it went into her pocket, don't expect her to spit it out.

But obviously Liu Yue thought too much, Xuan Ming's eyes dimmed under the mask, "You can rest today."

This is to feel sorry for her?
The corner of her mouth twitched, and Liu Yue naturally would not refuse, so she withdrew her hand from the piano, then took out the bamboo flute to play with, while quietly waiting for the masked man to say the purpose of this trip.

"Picked off."

Xuan Ming looked at the veil on Liu Yue's face and felt that it was an eyesore, so he subconsciously spit out two words.

"Huh?" Liu Yue paused in bewilderment, and it took a while to realize that the local tyrant in the mask refers to the veil on her face.

Casting a strange glance at the masked local tyrant, Liu Yue raised her hand to remove the veil on her face, revealing that cute little face without makeup.

She is obviously a prostitute who has fallen into the dust, but it makes people feel very clean.

"Why do you want to be a performer? Isn't the money I gave you enough?"

Thinking of the girl performing on stage today, Xuan Ming frowned slightly, in his consciousness Liu Yue was already his own, and going out to show his face to earn money made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say why .

It was as if something that belonged to him had been moved by someone else, it was awkward and a little bit annoyed.

"No one thinks too much money."

Raising her eyebrows, Liu Yue couldn't help feeling a little funny, this masked man didn't take his medicine when he came out today, and she has nothing to do with him, yet he wants to control her?
Why?
Xuan Ming's calm eyes flickered undetectably, and he turned his eyes to Liu Yue's, looking at that perverted little face, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at this moment. .

"My seat, no."

Sen Leng's tone, like an irresistible order, displeased Liu Yue a little.

He just gave her tens of thousands of gold and a space bag, did he think that those things would make her an obedient prostitute, playing the piano for him alone?
Liu Yue hooked her lower lip ironically, shook her head lightly, her red lips parted slightly, "Forgive Wuyou for not being able to agree to Young Master's request, because Wuyou has her own reasons for doing so."

(End of this chapter)