Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Xiao Su's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't look away for a moment.

At the same time, Si Mo also sensed the familiar breath in Xiao Su's body. His amber eyes looked through his heart and saw the thread of love in Xiao Su's body that originally belonged to him.

However, the color of that love was even a little dimmer than when the host in the previous plane and Si Mo first met.

Si Mo's eyes darkened, and he felt as if he was in another world.

A few seconds later, Xiao Su was the first to look away. He put his hands behind his back and shook his dark blue brocade robe with dignity. He turned around and was about to leave: "Shen Yue, withdraw the team."

"Yes." Shen Yue saluted.

Si Mo secretly sighed and strode towards the man. On the way, the captain of the guards drew his sword to stop him, but before he could reach Si Mo, he felt some force bounce back and he didn't even have a chance to get close.

"Wait." Si Mo raised his chin. Xiao Su paused in his movement of moving the sedan chair. When he heard the voice, he turned around and saw the young man walking towards him. Every step he took was like a goddess of beauty descending and stepping on the sharp edge of people's hearts.

At this time, Shen Yue was the first to realize that danger was approaching, so he drew his sword and rushed out on his own initiative.

Si Mo raised one corner of his mouth slightly, and an idea came to his mind.

He gathered his divine strength and pretended to dodge sideways twice, looking for an opportunity to get close to Xiao Su while moving. After gauging the distance, he slipped and threw himself accurately into Xiao Su's arms.

"Ah!" The boy cried out, his eyes instantly filled with tears because of the pain. He didn't slide down until he felt someone holding his waist. "It hurts..."

Si Mo reached out to support his sprained ankle, twisting his waist twice. Xiao Su's large palm could accurately stroke the boy's thin clothes.

Suddenly, a stern voice shouted in my ear: "Don't touch it!"

Si Mo stopped in response, and when he looked up, his eyes were filled with tears, with a tear rolling down the corner of his eye.

Xiao Su frowned deeply, not knowing what was causing his mood. The moment he saw Si Mo injured, he felt as if his heart was being crushed by a thousand-pound object, as if it were being eaten by thousands of ants.

"I didn't?" Shen Yue looked down at his innocent hands in disbelief. He had clearly restrained his strength and only wanted to control Si Mo. He didn't even touch Si Mo just now! "Your Highness, he... I..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Su glared at him, and Shen Yue's incoherent explanation was blocked back in his throat.

"Go back and get the Ten Military Sticks yourself."

……

Two transparent tear marks flowed down Si Mo's face, and the red corners of his eyes held the tears that were about to fall, which made me feel pity for him. The young man looked aggrieved, but his hands consciously wrapped around Xiao Su's neck, and rubbed the water stains on his clothes on his chest without hesitation.

Shen Yue tightened his grip on the scabbard, looking at his own prince with a feeling of grievance as he carried the "injured" boy into the carriage.

"Commander Shen, didn't the prince say he wanted to kill the Miao captive? How come..."

The captain of the guards walked behind Shen Yue and touched his shoulder, also looking nervous.

Could it be that the prince has been bewitched by something?

"Stop talking too much." Shen Yue scolded, tightening his fingertips and gritting his teeth: "Get to work!"

The prince's temperament has always been changeable, and no one can easily guess it. I guess he has thought of a better way to execute the prisoner, Shen Yue thought.

But that young man from Miaojiang was quite scheming, poor guy!

*

The carriage drove smoothly into the capital city, the curtains were blown up by the breeze, and the bustling streets came into Si Mo's sight.

He was in a good mood. He glanced at Xiao Su, who had a serious face, and pulled Benben out to question him:

It seems that it is not difficult to conquer the host of this plane. I can guarantee that Xiao Su has already fallen in love with me.

[Mmm, your charm is limitless! Sihasiha~]

The tone was a bit perfunctory, and Si Mo followed his gaze.

He noticed that the little rabbit's eyes in his sea of ​​consciousness were glowing. The several cake and candied haws stalls that the carriage passed by looked very tempting, but Benben's attention was attracted by a cart of cabbages on the other side.