Chapter 218: Are you very angry about this 2

Chapter 218: Annoying My King, Are You Happy 2
Outside, the lights are bright.
On the table in the middle, there are several delicate dishes and a jug of wine.
Instead of putting her down from the chair, Merian City sat down by herself and let her sit on her lap in an ambiguous posture. He tied her big waist with one big hand, and poured himself a glass of wine with the other, and drank it. Just killed a man, and to him, like stepping on an ant.
Qu Taner frowned, but it was hard to see what she was thinking.
He took a bite of the dish and delivered it to her mouth. She choked and ate it with her mouth open. Seeing her so rare cooperation, his expression eased, "Promise my lord. If it's okay, don't leave the house casually."
"..." Qu Tan'er didn't understand. He raised his head and stared at him, hoping he could understand a little bit more. "Is the guy who just came outside killed me?"
"Not necessarily, it may be the king, it may not be the killer, it is the spy, the eyeliner or something."
"Looks like you don't need to be safe in the eight royal palaces."
"It's yours."
"It doesn't belong to me, I won't force it."
"Oh, are you still mad at the king?" Morien smiled slightly, but didn't insist on her. He picked up the chopsticks and fed her bite by bite, but he did not eat a bit, just drinking.
Qu Taner originally wanted to say that he had his own hand and could eat it by himself, but after thinking about it, he still put it on. Tonight, he provokes too many places. He was called a few times to make him catch a straight, but bear To this day, he hasn't exploded, and hasn't tossed her alive, it's already extraordinarily gracious.
It ’s just that the two of them ... feel a little weird.
Is it too close? Too unusual?
Isn't the city of Mo Lian suddenly changing its hobbies? Like to feed women?
And she is the unlucky test product?
However, after sitting for a long time, I was always a bit uncomfortable, and I could not help adjusting my posture. At this moment ... a grandma snorted, his expression was a little weird, and he whispered a little hoarsely: "If it's okay, don't move."
"Then if there were any shadows outside the window, would I still sit still?" A woman whispered, completely deviated. Intentional and intentional, only she knew.
"Someone wants to kill you. Do you think you can escape?"
"..." The little face frowned. Indeed, she couldn't escape, so ... silence was the best answer. However, the more he kept this posture with him, the more she felt that the surrounding air became sweltering. Anyway, she had experienced it ... The kind of thing between men and women was not a straw bag, and she naturally knew the changes in the city.
In order to avoid wiping the gun and leaving the fire.
Finally, Qu Taner raised a pair of small hands and asked with a sneer: "Man, I have something to say."
"Say it."
"My two little hands were not injured."
"My eyes are not blind."
"Why don't you let me sit and eat?"
"..." Mo Liancheng smiled stiffly, then asked slowly, "Are you full?"
"Well, almost."
"It's my turn."
"Okay, Lord Wang put me down. You can eat it yourself."
"No, King is hungry, but only you can feed it."
Mo Liancheng smiled strangely, suddenly held her up, and strode inward.
Before Qu Taner came to understand, she had been placed on the bed.
(End of this chapter)