Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Crazy Criticism The Villain Kneeling and Begging For My Forgiv

Under the scorching sun, the loyal dog followed his master closely, keeping a distance of half a meter from him.

It wasn't until he entered the room that he took off his easy-going disguise.

Suddenly hugged Kong Qing from behind.

He is tall, Kongqing looks small in his arms, and feels very safe when hugged.

Kong Qing was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, her body trembled in feigned surprise.

Exclaimed softly: "Ximo, what are you doing?!"

The young man lowered his head, his cheek gently rubbed against the base of her ear, and the tip of his nose and lips brushed against her skin intentionally or unintentionally.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark eyes were deep and affectionate, more attractive than the best black pearls.

When speaking, the voice was aggrieved and resentful, but it was milky, which touched people's hearts: "Master, you smell like him..."

While whimpering and talking, Ximo rubbed against her neck, trying to cover up those unnecessary smells.

Like a dog who only marks his possessions.

Kong Qing's heart was beating violently by him, and because of the plan, he could only push him away.

His brows were slightly frowned, and there was a little sullenness in it: "Presumptuous—!"

She slapped him suddenly, so hard that she slapped his face to the other side.

Ximo froze suddenly, an unbelievable light flashed in his dark eyes.

A red palm print appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kong Qing looked a little cold, and the words he said were even more icy cold: "Did I pamper you too much recently, Ximo?"

She had never talked to herself like this before, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and he finally realized that he was abrupt.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably, his throat became dry, and there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

The boy knelt down with a plop, and kept slapping himself in front of her: "I'm sorry, Master!"

"I, I don't know why I did that just now. I really didn't mean it. Please forgive Ximo, please!"

The strength he used was much heavier than Kong Qing's before, and his handsome and young face became extremely red and swollen within a few strokes, looking miserable and distressing.

Kong Qing stopped: "Okay!"

She grabbed Ximo's hands tightly, looked down at him, Hailan's eyes were full of disappointment: "Stop beating."

The boy raised his head and looked at her, almost out of breath from her indifferent eyes.

Kneeling on the ground like a child who has gone astray, a suppressed wail came out of his throat, choked up and begged: "Master, Ximo really knows that I was wrong, please don't want me, okay?"

His eyes were scarlet, and tears blurred his vision, so he had to blink hard to squeeze out the crystal clear and round teardrops, but the tears were like a kite with a broken string, pouring out of his eyes continuously.

The boy cried so pitifully, Kong Qing's heart softened instantly.

After releasing him, he let out a long sigh: "I didn't say I don't want you."

Ximo instantly became delighted, wiped away tears with his hands indiscriminately, and asked her with watery eyes: "Really?!"

Kong Qing: "Well, I won't want you."

Ximo paused for a moment, a few tears suddenly fell from his eyes again, he hurriedly took Kong Qing's left hand, and kissed the back of her hand devoutly.

Crying like a child: "Great master, you will never leave Ximo..."

His voice was low and hoarse from crying, and he let the black hair on his forehead be blurred by tears. He was worried about gains and losses in his heart, and regretted his presumptuous behavior before.

Almost.

Just a little bit, his master didn't want him...

He thought that he would never forget what happened today.

The back of Kong Qing's hand was covered with his tears, it was wet and uncomfortable.

She frowned and withdrew her hand, her beautiful eyes glowed with disgust, but the words she said carried an inexplicable sense of pampering: "This kind of thing like wiping my tears with the back of my hand can never happen again!"

Ximo immediately stopped her tears and nodded heavily with red eyes: "Okay..."

Great.

His master really forgave him!

The black-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief, kneeling on one knee, with his back straight, as majestic as a knight facing a princess.

Of course, the premise is to ignore his crying expression and red eyes.

Ximo quickly took out a handkerchief from his chest, wet it, and gently wiped the back of his blue and white hand.

Her hands are undoubtedly beautiful, the complexion is white and delicate, and the veins are extremely obvious, like blue and green veins running through the white jade, it is extremely beautiful.

The boy's eyes gradually turned from confession to obsession.

Smart, he soon realized the origin of the emotion in his heart.

Realizing this, Ximo quickly lowered his eyes and calmed down all his emotions.

Suppressing her inner emotions, she slowly let go of her hand: "Okay, master, it's not dirty anymore."

Kong Qing responded with lowered eyes, went straight to the chair and sat down.

It was only at this time that she noticed that the curtains in the room had been opened at some point, and the room was transparent and bright, with the fresh smell of leaves.

Her face, which hadn't calmed down for a long time, instantly darkened: "Ximo, why did you open the curtains?!"

Ximo's body trembled uncontrollably, and he lowered his head and replied in a hoarse voice: "The room will be stuffy if the windows are closed all the time."

Before he finished speaking, he walked over at an extremely fast speed, closed the window and then drew the curtains.

After the room was completely darkened, Kong Qing showed a satisfied expression: "Without my permission, you are not allowed to open the curtains in the future!"

Ximo tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart, and nodded slightly: "Good master."

After a short episode, Kong Qing seemed to have returned to her original appearance.

As if he had forgotten all the unhappiness before, he took the initiative to invite Ximo to the restaurant for dinner.

After the previous incident, Ximo became more cautious towards her.

She is so thoughtful and meticulous that even Kong Qing has to feed her cloth vegetables when she eats.

Therefore, the two seem very close, they don't look like a master and servant, but like a couple in love...

This made Hughes very tasteful, staring at Xi Mo and complaining loudly: "Iris, do you like this slave so much?!"

Kong Qing blinked innocently, picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth lightly, and then answered him: "Why did Brother Hughes ask such a question?"

Hughes: "I have heard that His Highness personally bought you a cake, but you gave it to him directly!"

When he heard the word cake, the boy's downcast eyes flickered with a different kind of water.

To Hughes' question, Kong Qing just put his hands on his chin and said very calmly: "It's just a cake. Ximo's past is not smooth, I just want him to taste what it's like."

"If brother Hughes wants to eat, I'll buy one for you tomorrow."

Her voice was always gentle and soft, but to Hughes it sounded like she was accusing him of being jealous of a little slave.

Xiu Sijun's face flushed with anger in an instant: "I don't want to eat that kind of sweet food!"

After speaking, he pushed the seat away abruptly and strode out of the restaurant.

Seeing this, Huo Sen also slowly put down the knife and fork: "Iris, don't worry about him."

He raised his hand and pushed his glasses, glanced at Ximo calmly, and continued: "You are a smart girl, I hope you can control the distance between you and your servant."

Like a big patriarch, Huo Sen gently taught her how to be a perfect nobleman.

For Kong Qing to indulge Ximo so much, he only thinks that she has got her favorite toy.

Since it's just a toy, there will always be a day when you get tired of playing with it.

Kong Qing evoked an innocent smile, and nodded obediently: "Brother Huo Sen, I know."

Huo Sen nodded, pushed the seat away and stood up: "Well, remember to be safe when you go out at night."

He actually knew that she was going to the concert later!

Kong Qing was surprised for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Okay."

Looking away from her, Huo Sen walked out with long legs.

Before walking out of the gate, Huo Sen stopped suddenly, turned to her and said, "Don't go out after this time, you need to familiarize yourself with the procedures and royal etiquette before the ceremony."

Kong Qing: "Okay, I see."

Huo Sen: "Yeah."

After Huo Sen left, only Kongqing and Ximo were left in the huge restaurant, which seemed extremely silent.

The wind was blowing in the evening, and the treetops swayed leisurely, gently tapping the tall glass windows.

Ximo carefully observed Kong Qing's face, then suddenly knelt down on one knee, lowered his eyes, with an aggrieved expression: "Master, Master Huo Sen, they don't seem to like me..."

As he said that, the tip of his nose felt sore, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and were wetted and stuck together by tears after a while.

He seemed to be really hurt, and the tears fell down with a patter.

Kong Qing rubbed her sore brows, and said in a casual tone, "It's okay, you are my dog, as long as I like you."

!

Ximo's eyes widened in an instant, with a light of surprise bursting out of them, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up.

Very good!
Master says he likes me!

The boy hurriedly stood up from the ground, and followed Kong Qing closely like a little tail.

He kept chasing her and asked, "Really? Does the master like Ximo?!"

Kong Qing nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, I like it."

Boy: "I like Master too!"

He confessed sincerely and sincerely.

There was love between men and women in the dark eyes, but it was very faint, so faint that Kong Qing, whose back was turned to him, couldn't see it at all.

Moreover, he did not dare to show it.

Because his master will be angry...

in the evening.

Yuna's carriage appeared at the gate of the Duke's mansion on time.

Holding the hem of her skirt, Kong Qing changed into a gorgeous dress and walked out of the gate.

When she appeared, Yuna immediately ran towards her with the hem of her skirt in her hands, her expression extremely excited: "Iris, I have some great news for you!"

Kong Qing let her hold his arm and walked slowly towards the carriage.

Her high-pitched voice rang in her ears: "Let me tell you, His Royal Highness Mitchell has something to do, so he can't go to the show with us!"

Oh.

So this is the good news she wanted to say.

Kong Qing and Xi Mo showed a shallow smile almost at the same time.

This is indeed good news.

Under the orange-red dreamy sunset, the carriage was driving slowly on the road, except for Yuna's chattering, the only sound was the wheels rolling over the ground...