When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling thought of what Ji Cheng did to him earlier, and his expression changed instantly.

Although she still maintains her original squeamishness, her eyes are flickering with fear, and a little mist appears in the corner of her eyes, she whispered: "No need, stay away from me."

Ji Cheng didn't seem to be listening to what he was talking about at all, and he kept coming over, his body temperature was higher than normal, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

His eyes were dark, staring intently at the person in front of him.

Under that kind of gaze, Qian Ling didn't even dare to move his fingers. This person looked inexplicably like some kind of large dog.

"Let him touch you, why don't you let me touch you?" Ji Cheng's voice was hoarse, "Your Majesty, why is your vision always so bad?"

Qianling couldn't understand what he was talking about at all.

"Your Majesty, am I angry? What should I do?"

Qian Ling trembled and said, "It's none of my business if you get angry..."

"Your Majesty, help me."

"..."

After a dead silence, Ji Cheng's breath echoed in the dark passage, "Your Majesty, you promise me not to let him touch you again, and not to call his name, I will protect you forever."

"His Majesty……"

Qianling pursed her lips tightly.

His body has not suffered any bone damage. When he helped Ji Cheng "detoxify" before, his skin was worn out, and now he is sleeping on the ground again, feeling uncomfortable all over.

But at this time, Ji Cheng was still reluctant.

Qian Ling said: "Hurry up."

Ji Cheng said, "It's the second time."

Qian Ling: "What second time?"

"Your Majesty told me to hurry up a second time," Ji Cheng said in a low voice, "If you say such things to a man, something will happen."

Crazy in the barrage.

--grass?Is this something I can watch for free?

——Wu Hao: It's obviously a movie of three people, but I don't have a name?

——Baby's skin is so thin, it turns red after just touching it twice, and her eyes are wet, I can't help but look at her aggrieved look...Let's go, everyone.

——I saw this kind of thing as soon as I came in, and I just want to say: Where is the moral bottom line?Where is the male virtue?where are the pantsWhere is the HD screen recording?Where is the contact information?

——The picture upstairs is true after seeing it.

……

Qian Ling was annoyed by Ji Cheng, and bravely pushed him away, "Go to the side by yourself, I'm so sleepy."

Ji Cheng's eyes were red, "Your Majesty, help me down again."

Qian Ling frowned, and broke up the muddled account with him, "You lied to me like this 10 minutes ago, and my knees were all red from you."

"..."

A thin layer of red appeared on Ji Cheng's handsome face, and his eyes were like a feather, darting back and forth on Qian Ling's body, falling on his face, and then on his hands.

Qian Ling's hands are also beautiful, the best-looking opponent he has ever seen.

The wrist bones are slender and the fingers are slender. There is no callus on the palm of the hand. The fingernails are neatly trimmed, like small shells, white and lustrous like jade.

What such hands need to do every day is to hold a slender vermilion pen, review those memorials, and the pen can decide the life and death of others.

Ji Cheng rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously.

Qian Ling was terrified by his watching, and quickly put his fingers into his sleeves, and scolded: "Don't look at it."

Ji Cheng withdrew his gaze, his voice was very low, and his tone seemed particularly innocent, "Your Majesty, you can't just kill or bury..."

Qian Ling widened his eyes.

Obviously he was the one who insisted on sleeping to tease him, how could he speak so confidently?

Ji Cheng changed the subject, "Why don't I help you, Your Majesty?"

"help?"

Qian Ling was sluggish for many seconds, and finally understood what it meant under the prompt of the barrage, and instantly bent his legs, put them together in front of his chest, and stared at him defensively, "I don't need it!"

Seeing his defensive appearance, Ji Cheng's heart felt sour for a moment.

He could rely on the gap between the force values ​​to make the little emperor who doesn't understand anything in front of him do as he said, but Ji Cheng didn't understand why he didn't do it.

It seems that she doesn't want to see Qian Ling show more fear towards him.

He didn't understand what was wrong.

Ji Cheng lowered his head.

After a while, a white ankle broke into his sight, wrapped in ordinary cloth, and his eyes moved to Qian Ling's embarrassed face.

"Lend it to you again."

For an instant, his heart beat a few beats faster.

……

Ji Cheng looked at Qian Ling who had fallen asleep, and gently wiped away the tiny drops of water from his eyelashes.

All the rumors in the secular rumors were shattered here, he didn't care whether the person in front of him was the incompetent emperor, he didn't care.

As long as it is him, it is enough.

After Wu Hao woke up, he found that the two of them hugged each other again at some point. Ji Cheng was afraid that the person in his arms would be uncomfortable, so he even covered Qian Ling with a coat.

Sensing his gaze, Ji Cheng opened his eyes and glanced over.

"Look at what?"

Wu Hao was so coldly stared at him that he could only look away, and then he heard Ji Cheng, who had always been seldom talkative, say alms, "Stay away from him. He is mine."

Although Wu Hao couldn't beat Ji Cheng, he was not the master who could swallow his anger, "Don't forget the identity between you and him, you are a traitor."

Ji Cheng scolded: "Shut up."

Qian Ling was awakened by the conversation between the two, got out of the coat covering her body, rubbed her eyes, "Did something happen?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ji Cheng's mouth, and he carefully brushed the broken hair around his cheeks, "It's okay, I'll find water for you to wash your face."

The moment he turned around, his eyes darkened.

Ji Cheng never thought that one day he would think about this kind of problem. Qianling can only cling to him in this ghostly place, but as long as he gets out of here, there are all kinds of people around him who are willing to serve him.

Thinking of this possibility, he clenched his fists.

The fist clenched and loosened, and finally he let out a long sigh.

The reason why they entered this tomb was for the innumerable wealth. After recruiting soldiers and buying horses, they seized the country and killed the fatuous emperor.

But now let alone killing, Ji Cheng is the first to be impatient if someone touches that squeamish little emperor a lot.

Qian Ling stayed where she was, with her head down, arranging her wrinkled clothes.

Wu Hao who was next to him hurriedly said: "Is that guy bullying you? Look at the look on his face, you must not get so close to him."

Qianling's fingers snapped.

Wu Hao continued: "I don't tell ordinary people. I can see the main plot of the npc. Ji Cheng is the one who kicked you off the throne."

There is such a card skill?

Qian Ling lamented what he had drawn before...

At this moment, he heard footsteps coming from behind, thinking it was Ji Cheng who came back.

When Qian Ling was about to turn his head, Wu Hao's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Be careful--"

Before he finished speaking, he fell down, and the sound of footsteps behind Qian Ling came directly behind Qian Ling, and a cold hand came up.

Just relying on body temperature, Qianling can tell: the person behind is not Ji Cheng.