Your Highness, be nice

Qing Yan took a deep breath, staring blankly at the huge villa behind him.

Although it was in the dark just now.

But that man... is like a ruthless beast!

If he hadn't been concerned about his identity and location, he would have jumped on him immediately and tore him and Ling Yueming to pieces.

But luckily that kid Ling Yueming wasn't jealous either, and got entangled with him immediately.

Just when he raised his fist and was about to join the fierce battle, he was knocked unconscious by someone and thrown outside =_=.

Moreover, that man entered and exited this villa with ease.

Frowning, he thought he already knew who that mysterious and powerful man was.

The slender and slender fingers curled up slightly, and they clenched into fists, but then loosened powerlessly...

I can't go back now, and once I go back, Xiao Yanyan's suspicion will increase even more.

Xiao Yanyan, I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough...

Qing Yan narrowed her eyes, and the peach blossom eyes full of nostalgia and affection flashed three points of pain and seven points of firmness.

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"Mo Feng, take Mo Feifei to the kiln."

His Highness turned coldly with his hands behind his back, his muscular body turned his back to Mo Feifei, against the cold moonlight, there was a faint bloody look.

"…Yes."

Although Mo Feifei is Mo Yun's younger sister, Mo Feifei accidentally violated his bottom line this time, and Mo Dan just sighed in his heart.

"Yiln, kiln?"

Mo Feifei's delicate and ruddy face instantly turned pale, and she screamed unbelievably.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!! You want me to go to that place!"