Mi Xiaomi raised her head in surprise. In the darkness, his bright eyes were like a lamp in the dark night, illuminating a large area of the world before her eyes. /top/ Novel Ranking
Smell the strong smell of wine coming from him, and feel his staggering footsteps.
Mi Xiaomi had a snare drum beating in his heart, panicking, "Li Juehuang, oh no, master, you are drunk!"
"No, don't call me master, call me emperor!"
Emperor Li Jue turned around, led her, and fell on the big bed together.
He tightly circled her from the side, belching wine, "Call me the emperor, do you hear me?"
Mi Xiaomi's mood was in a mess, she didn't know what he wanted to do.
Why didn't she call him the master suddenly, but changed his slogan to the emperor, such an intimate name.
"Emperor Li Jue..."
"Hush, emperor, I want you, call me emperor, haha..."
He leaned over and pressed against her, like a hound, sniffing her.
Mi Xiaomi was so itchy in his neck that he couldn't help but let out a low voice, "Emperor..."
"This is good, say, you love me, Mi Mi loves the emperor!"
Mi Xiaomi's heart settled there instantly, feeling that his heartbeat missed a beat.
His rich smell of alcohol, so clear, made her heart beat faster.
"I… "
Before she could speak, she felt that the people on her body were heavily pressed down.
"The emperor, also love, love the power..."
"Emperor Li Jue..."
"..."
"Emperor Li Jue, wake up..."
"..." Still no response, vaguely, and heard a shallow grunt.
Mi Xiaomi's little mood was a little bit of joy.
It is said that men speak truth after drinking!
He just said that he loves himself? is that true
Mi Xiaomi suddenly wanted to know whether this was a joke or the truth from the bottom of his heart.
He pushed Li Juehuang hard and slapped him on the face, trying to wake him up.
It's a pity that he doesn't wake up no matter how to shoot.
Mi Xiaomi changed his nose, but unfortunately, he still didn't wake up.
Scratching his squeak, tearing open his eyelids, he doesn't wake up...
She suddenly became a little upset, why did he fall asleep at the most critical time
Pouting angrily, lying on the big bed with a corpse...
His emotions calmed down a bit in his shallow purring.
She calmed down, frightened by what she had done just now.
What was she doing just now
See if he loves himself
Why does she care so suddenly, does he love himself
Is it true that, as he said, a woman’s habit will become dependence, and after a long period of dependence, it will become love
So, do you fall in love with him now
No, no!
Mi Xiaomi twisted her fingers in horror, but why did her heart beat so fast
Maybe, it's just a habit!
Get used to his existence, get used to the feeling that he wants to dominate her as unique anytime and anywhere, right
But is this habit too scary
Someone once said that habit is a poison, you can't quit, and you can't forget it!
She couldn't imagine. If one day, she could not forget Emperor Li, nor could she give up the feeling of being around him...
What kind of darkness will her world fall into.
However, if he loves himself, maybe the world will be in a different situation
Mi Xiaomi was thinking wildly, and more and more wanted to know if what he just said was just nonsense!
Just when she tried countless times and couldn't wake him up, she got a little angry, got up, and turned on the bedside lamp.
The warmth of the room rushed over her face, she closed her eyes and opened them, and saw that above his bedside, there was a painting she gave him hanging.