The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Chapter 5260: Duke, your wife was stolen by the king 47

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Luo Liyan immediately stretched her inch and lay down on his chest, and even grabbed his arm and put it on her shoulder.

Dawson let her torment himself, and when everything was over, looking at the soft and immature face, he curled his lips silently and closed his eyes.

The carriage was moving slowly, like a cradle, and it was easy to make people feel drowsy.

Dawson thought that he would not fall asleep so easily, but in less than 10 minutes, he fell into a deep sleep.

The warmth of existence in his arms, like his armor, made him feel like he was being protected in an absolutely safe zone, and he slept very deeply.

He was so sinking that he didn't even notice when the carriage stopped until the maid knocked on the door of the carriage.

"Your Highness, Duke Donald is here, and he wants to see you."

Luo Liyan immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dazed, and then they wrinkled tightly without even dissipating the sleepiness.

Dawson also woke up the moment the maid heard the sound.

Seeing that the sky outside the curtains had already entered the state of dusk, although he was a little annoyed that he had slept for nearly four hours, the physical and mental comfort he had never said made him lazy, and he didn't want to wake up.

Stretching with his arms propped up, he rested his head with one hand, staring at the little girl who was still in a daze in his arms.

I thought that when she got over this unclear time, she would show a look of panic.

Unexpectedly, after waking up and dozing off, Luo Liyan only showed an impatient expression, and then sat up halfway.

"Go and ask Duke Donald to wait. I just woke up and need to straighten my clothes." Her sleepy voice was a little hoarse, with undisguised disgust.

The maid responded and withdrew.

Luo Liyan then lowered her head and looked at Dawson pitifully.

"Well...how about you hide under the bed?" She suggested silently.

Dawson turned over and sat up, glanced at the bottom of the bed covered by the cushion cloth expressionlessly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at Luo Liyan.

"Are you so afraid that Donald will see me?" he asked silently.

But the chest was forced to breathe, and the whole person was shrouded in a sluggish air pressure, making people dare not even take a breath.

He has lived in the shadow of Donald since he was a child, and later he ascended the throne in a coup d'état, and then he trampled all those who looked down on him under his feet, but he never thought that there would be a time when Donald wanted to hide in his lifetime .

Luo Liyan was so crazy that he was thinking about something, and there was a little struggle in his heart.

But more of an annoyance.

Dawson had already come to inform her that Donald would be here soon, but she still overslept.

This put them in a dilemma.

How about taking off Dawson's vest right now

Luo Liyan was a little tangled, and finally handed over the choice to Dawson.

She moved two steps forward, wrapped her hands around the man's neck, and kissed his thin lips.

"Or it's up to you to choose. If you are willing to face Donald with me now, then I will tell him directly that I like you and I want to break off the engagement with him, or you can hide and let I'll play around with him for a while first." Luo Liyan asked again silently.

"Aren't you afraid?" Dawson felt a little curious.

Luo Liyan smiled lightly and shook her head.