The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

As soon as Fang entered the door, Mo Zhu saw Ji Qinglin's curtains, which he never put down, falling down layer by layer, and two silhouettes loomed on the huge carved wooden bed.

At that time, broken and scattered clothes were lying on the ground, black and red entangled, stained with mottled blood.

Mo Zhu, with a keen sense of smell, immediately smelled the smoky smell mixed with blood in the air.

This kind of low-level smoking is just a trick that some brothels use to treat some disobedient newcomers.

He was startled.

Is it possible...

How dare Si Ruochen dare to attack his master so shamelessly?

Three steps and two feet, he almost used the fastest speed in his life to jump to the front of the bed, drew his knife out of its sheath, lifted the curtain of shame, and burst out:

"shameless!"

All actions are done in one go.

When he saw Ji Qinglin, who was disheveled, putting his hand on Si Ruochen's smooth chest, who was unconscious, he looked like a real apprentice.

Hearing the sound, he turned his face impatiently, looked sideways at Mo Zhu who had drawn his knife, and frowned tightly, as if saying:

Who do you say is shameless?

Mo Zhu even thought about where to bury himself.

With a plop, his legs fell to his knees, his tongue rolled and his voice trembled in fright, and he almost smashed his head into the floor:

"Master...Master, I'm not talking about you! I...I'm talking about the person who plotted against you!"

"Conspiracy?" Ji Qinglin slowly withdrew his slender finger on Si Ruochen's chest, and pointed at himself.

"My king?"

Mo Zhu: "..."

Ji Qinglin hadn't tidied up his clothes yet, and when he woke up, he was only concerned about giving medicine to Si Ruochen, who had a high fever and was unconscious, so that he wouldn't burn to death.

The bottle of medicine given by the doctor was colorless and transparent. Ji Qinglin propped his left hand on the head of the bed, rubbing his palm back and forth on Si Ruochen's open chest. At first glance, where did he apply the medicine?

He was clearly coveting his apprentice's beauty, plotting something wrong.

Mo Zhu couldn't argue with anything.

Ji Qinglin ignored Mo Zhu's anxious look that he couldn't explain, squinted at the long knife in his hand, and snorted coldly.

Mo Zhu retracted the knife as quickly as possible.

Kneeling straight, cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Wearing messy clothes, Ji Qinglin sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and pulled down Si Ruochen's messy robe, looked at the man who was still kneeling stupidly, and frowned:

"The next thing, do you want to continue to observe and watch this king perform a live erotic palace for you? Or together?"

Mo Zhu was so startled that his eyeballs almost fell out, and his tongue was tied up: "No, no, no! Sub...Subordinates dare not!"

"Then get out!" Ji Qinglin glanced over.

Although Mo Zhu's lost mind hadn't come back yet, he scrambled and rushed out at a faster speed than when he came.

When he left, he still didn't forget to blast out everyone who was also stunned at the door, and then closed the door tightly.

The system asked Ji Qinglin in surprise: [Host, have you changed your sex? !Not only did you not kill him for your own sake, but you actually let everyone misunderstand that you are a beast! 】

Directly ignore the word beast.

Ji Qinglin saw that he had only eighty appalling hatred left, and said shamelessly:

[Although my character is poor and I don't like to be seen, the protagonist is upright and never joins me. There are many people who like Dawei here. Do you think there will be more people who hate me? 】

Anyway, it was Si Ruochen's who lost, not Ji Qinglin's.

Although Si Ruochen is his apprentice, he is much better than him in terms of conduct and popularity. His appearance is the best in the world, his talent is outstanding, and his character is dignified.

It's a person, everyone likes him.

The only blemish is having a master like him.

The system was delighted to hear it: [High!Host, kill two birds with one stone! 】

The corners of Ji Qinglin's lips were raised by his praise, but he still didn't forget to settle the score with him: [Okay, don't be in a hurry to shoot flattery, why don't you tell me first, the low-level props are the cheap smoke used in brothels, you use this Plant something in exchange for my ten hatred points? 】

The system was not timid at all, and said with reason: [The so-called low-level props are naturally requisitioned directly from other places, but the effect is very good! 】

Ji Qinglin didn't bother with him, because he turned his head and met Si Ruochen's big eyes.

He was staring at himself without blinking.

Ji Qinglin: "..."

His hairs stood on end in fright.

Ji Qinglin felt very guilty.

Did he hear the nonsense with Mo Zhu just now?

Is it possible that this person wants to do it again? !