This is My Planet

In Ling Moxue's independent waiting room.

Xia Guixuan leaned against the door with his arm, and looked at the indoor scene with a smile.

A waiting room in a small area, almost as big as the factory building, with hundreds of staff and service robots coming and going, a busy appearance, reminding Xia Guixuan of the busy appearance of the soldiers he saw in the main cabin of the battleship at that time. .

However, they only serve one person.

To know the company of Little Fox, there are hundreds of real people, and most of the jobs are robots. There are hundreds of make-up artists and assistant bodyguards for Ling Moxue, not counting the field staff and coordinators who are doing tuning and lighting outside.

It's ridiculously busy.

All kinds of costumes are ridiculously expensive.

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Ling Moxue was leaning on the recliner with her eyes closed, and several female makeup artists gathered around to give her makeup carefully.

There were even those who knelt in front of her and painted her toenails.

I don't know if it was a kneeling posture deliberately to flatter, or an unconscious action to facilitate the application of nail polish.

In short, Ling Moxue today is more worthy of flattery.

In fact, Xia Guixuan could tell that Ling Moxue didn't really enjoy this extravagance now.

Maybe I enjoyed it before, and I also have this vanity. But now that the pursuit of swordsmanship is different, this kind of glitz will hinder the swordsmanship, and it will naturally fade away, and the heart will gradually stop.

Therefore, her expression has always been cold, which makes others think that the princess is not satisfied, and even more trembling.

But Ling Moxue couldn’t help it either. She used to be so good, she suddenly changed her simple and self-disciplined words to suit the background of the current grandfather as the head of state, but it will make people feel that they have no plans to invite others. The emperor rumors came out. If you want to change, you don't change it all at once, you have to change slowly and gradually reduce it, or it's better not to change.

There is also a mentality that doesn’t know if it’s a pervert...

The more I kneel down in front of the master, the more I want to stand high in front of others and despise everything.

Conversely, the more you stand tall in front of others, and then bow your head in front of the master, the mentality will be more of a conversion that only belongs to the strong.

I feel stimulating, and I believe the master is the same.

Seeing the host's smile, everyone should have thought of going together.

Thinking of this, Ling Moxue's half-closed eyes flashed flattery.

"Hey, Captain Xia, who made you stand in here? Go out." A field manager stood in front of him with arms akimbo: "Haven't you seen that there are all girls here? We will change clothes later, Mo Xue. What is it that you are a big man here?"

Ling Moxue secretly glanced over, and secretly said who, is this count as death or assist? It's really hard to tell...

Xia Guixuan smiled rather than smiled: "I'm here to talk about a special stage. I think about it, but I'm not interested in standing on the stage to sing to others. Forget it, I'm here to inform President Ling."

The man changed his expression even more: "What qualifications do you have to refuse..."

Before the voice finished, Ling Moxue interrupted lightly: "Okay, don't participate if you don't participate."

"President Ling promotes you, I really don't know how to raise him." The manager turned his head to look at Ling Moxue, and immediately bent his waist: "President Ling, did you let him out..."

Ling Moxue nodded: "Go out."

The management immediately pointed to Xia Guixuan: "Have you heard?"

Ling Moxue's voice came from behind again: "I'm talking about you, all go out, Captain Xia stay, let's talk."

The management was stunned: "Mr Ling, this..."

The makeup artist also tremblingly: "Mr Ling, this makeup hasn't been painted yet..."

Ling Mo Xueban raised his face, and the temperature of the entire waiting room dropped sharply: "Get out."

The people didn't dare to disobey, and stepped out cautiously. In the blink of an eye, the large room of hundreds of people was empty, and there were only mirrors everywhere, reflecting the strange expressions of a man and a woman.

Ling Moxue still half leaned on the makeup chair, but did not even get up to "greet the master".

Xia Guixuan stepped forward with a smile, and picked up a makeup pencil in his hand: "Do you want me to finish the makeup for the princess?"

Ling Moxue hid the flattery in his eyes and forcedly said, "Captain Xia also knows about makeup?"

Xia Guixuan looked at the probe in the corner of the room and said with a smile, "Understand a little."

"Then draw a try? It's good-looking and rewarding."

"What reward?"

"Anything for you to bargain?"

Xia Guixuan's smile spread more and more, and she really took possession of her body and put on her make-up.

Ling Moxue opened her half-closed eyes a bit, looked at him pulsedly, and preached, "Would you not cover the probe?"

Xia Guixuan smiled: "No need now. It's normal for Captain Xia to serve the princess..."

Ling Moxue bit her lower lip tightly.

What is the stimulus of this kind of affair...

And it's actually a bit sweet.

Ling Moxue knew that she was broken, and that she was broken a long time ago.

She even knew what the master was painting...Her slave lines were about to be revealed under the crowd, but she was thinking about it even more exciting.

After a while, a strange pink texture appeared on the forehead. No one knew what it meant. It was pretty...

Ling Moxue's breathing began to rush.

The "texture" produced by the fairy gods is not a simple painting, it is Fulu.

After molding, it is self-effective.

The real aphrodisiac, surrender, excitement, excitement, a thousand thoughts are coming.

Ling Moxue couldn't bear to radiate spiritual thoughts by herself, breaking the probe and recording.

"Master...don't torture me..."

"How dare you, obviously you are the princess, I am a subordinate."

"No……"

Xia Guixuan's fingers slowly moved down her forehead, and brushed across her delicate cheeks: "You gave Yin Xiaoru's car your certificate, isn't it a declaration of sovereignty?"

Ling Moxue bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Of course, it is not only a provocation to declare sovereignty, but also a deliberate knowing that it will be punished.

Looking for punishment.

Gongsun Jiu proposed to marry Yan Wuyue for him. If you dare not do this, you will die. But this kind of small "offense" in the corners, in exchange for the punishment will only be a kind of interaction between the master and the little slave girl, maybe it is still a reward...

This is called Jianxin Tongming... Jianxin Tongming is used on this, will swordsmen since ancient times be angry?

"Being a princess, the wings are hard..." Xia Guixuan's fingers continued to move down, reaching her white neck.

Ling Moxue raised her head slightly, matching the high collar that was convenient for him to pull down the costume, and gasped, "Sla...Slave is wrong, I will change the brand tomorrow..."

"Is this done?"

"Please punish the master..."

Following the voice, a collar appeared around his neck.

Ling Moxue's heart jumped suddenly.

"Isn't it... a bit too big?"

Xia Guixuan smiled: "Do you have a bargaining share?"

"..." This world report came so quickly.

"How to punish if you have the final say, is it a punishment or a reward?" Xia Guixuan smiled a little evilly: "Wait, you will be on stage like this, anyway, your collar is quite high."

Ling Moxue panted even harder.

Imagine the graceful and luxurious stage costumes, the shining stage with cheers, and the respected princess of the head of state, appearing dazzlingly...The actual forehead is a slave pattern, and the inside is a collar.

Ling Moxue felt that she was too soft to stand up.

"Is it coming soon?" Xia Guixuan asked suddenly.

Ling Moxue looked at the time: "There are still ten minutes. That..." She bit her lower lip: "It seems too late."

Xia Guixuan smiled: "That's right, you get up first."

Ling Moxue's mind was still a little confused~www.readwn.com~ stood up from the recliner in a daze, puzzled for a moment.

Just listen to Xia Guixuan said leisurely: "Ten minutes to swallow the dragon, the dragon has not yet reached the time to spit. Just punished without reward."

Ling Moxue's expression was very strange.

Actually, I'm really not asking for the punishment for Ambergris, it's just a kind of... a little trick and a little taste for the owner.

The goal has been achieved.

Then, your punishment, isn't it because you don’t get up and down, who is the punishment? Do you punish me or you punish yourself...

She didn't have time to think about it. The neck strap was lightly pulled, and the costumed princess glanced at the man with resentment and anguish. She knelt down slowly along with her strength, and her graceful long skirt spread out on the ground like a deep lake. Another circle of ripples.

Canglong raised his head, out of the water.

The swan in the lake bowed its head, under the cover of its long hair, the strange pattern was looming, and the white neck was hidden without a trace.