This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian hugged him with an evil charm at the corner of his mouth. He naturally knew this little guy's small movements, but he did not expose it, but let him do so.

Ye Meixi saw Feng Aotian’s handsome figure from a distance, with an extraordinary figure, showing a luxurious and intimidating, inviolable domineering, as if the standing iceberg was daunting, but let him see it alone. Outside the frozen surface, a faint soft light was exuding.

He looked at the bright yellow lying in Feng Aotian's arms, his mouth curled slightly, his father really tasted so heavy, even the children did not let him go, he quickly concealed his inner emotions, hooked up the enchanting charming smile, wearing a bright red robe, Blowing in the wind, the blue silk swaying, the secret fragrance flowing, a pair of fascinating eyes, even more amorous, can remember his beauty in his heart with just a glance.

Feng Aotian watched Ye Meixi walk towards her and bowed slightly, "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian responded indifferently. Is he waiting for a showdown with her? Or is it waiting to be pronounced? Seeing the helplessness hidden in his eyes, a gloom faded in her heart.

Ye Meixi hurried forward, leaning on Feng Aotian's shoulder softly, looking down at Feng Yinqi under his sleeve robe and sleeping soundly, thinking that the little emperor had been diligent and not afraid of coming these past two days. The queen mother in the palace looked angry.

Feng Aotian glanced sideways, glanced at Ye Meixi indifferently, and walked into the bedroom on her own. She put Feng Yinqi on the couch, covered the quilt, and turned and walked out of the inner hall.

Ye Meixi was already kneeling on the ground, bowing her head obediently, waiting for her to fall, letting him deal with it.

Feng Aotian was silent, sitting lightly on the soft couch, staring at him coldly.

Ye Meixi said in a tender voice, "Thank you, Lord, for your life-saving grace."

"How to thank?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice immediately.

"What the master wants the slave to do, the slave does." Ye Meixi gritted his teeth and replied. Now, besides taking the initiative to explain to him, what else can he do, for fear that she has already seen through herself, and this is the time she is waiting for.

Feng Aotian habitually took out the warm jade in her arms and stroked it lightly. Whenever she did, it was time for her to make calculations.

"He doesn't ask where you came from, and he won't stop you. If one day, if you want to leave, he will definitely not keep you. However, you owe him, but you have to pay it back." Feng Aotian said casually.

"Slave..." Ye Meixi's heart trembled suddenly. What she meant was that he could leave by himself?

"Dare to spread the wind in your ears, and you will know the consequences." Feng Aotian's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light shattered, directly on the top of Ye Meixi's head, reaching the soles of his feet, revealing a biting cold. .

Ye Meixi couldn't help shivering. If it wasn't for being helpless, why did he do this? However, since he did the things, he had expected that day, so what fear did he have? Left is just a dead word.

"How do you punish slaves? The slaves should be responsible for the crime." Ye Meixi answered willingly.

"Master asks you, besides Master, has anyone touched your body?" Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi directly. Although he didn't know his true identity, she had ordered the soul to investigate this matter and wanted yesterday. The man who took him has committed suicide, so the clue is broken.

"Except for the master, no one has touched it again." Ye Meixi didn't know why Feng Aotian asked him this question suddenly, thinking that although he was frightened before, no one dared to blame him. Thinking, just because he is a bargaining chip in the hands of his mother and a treasure to offer to others, even if he knows that he likes a woman, but what can it be? No one can live up to the fate's arrangement, is he still here now?

Feng Aotian could feel the misery in Ye Meixi's heart. It was not so much misery, as sorrow. What kind of hardships he has suffered, can a man of seven feet be willing to commit himself and charm a man?

She couldn't help feeling that in life, the word "helplessness" is the most worthy of the word, so why not?

She suppressed her inner emotions, "but still remember what the master said."

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"The body of the slave will always belong to the Lord alone." Ye Meixi said vowedly. He knew that in this life, he would never fall in love with anyone again, because his heart has gone with his original death. Meixi is nothing but a skin.

"You'd better remember what you said today, no matter what happens in the future, this body will always belong to the master, so you will protect it well. If you dare to be touched by others, your master will take a bite out of the place." Feng Aotian Reached out, dragged him into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed his delicate red lips.

Ye Meixi didn't expect that she would let herself go like this. What he prepared, and the rhetoric he had thought up in advance, were all useless. What was she thinking? Is it really because you like his body? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but flash a sorrow, but a pain came from the corner of his lips.

Feng Aotian bit his lips until the blood overflowed. She licked the tempting blood with the tip of her tongue. She was alive, every autumn in the grass and trees, and she had to look forward to it when she was alive. Ye Meixi has never been here. Every moment, I was thinking of death, not the idea of ​​living.

This kind of him reminded Feng Aotian of her predecessor. She has died once, and naturally knows the meaning of life. This person is not simple, and will definitely be of great use in the future.

"Master..." Ye Meixi whispered, feeling a little confused by her kiss, her body clinging to her involuntarily.

Feng Aotian left his lips and stared at his charming face, which was like a peach blossom. She was waiting for his transformation. He shouldn't be like that. After all, this palace is not a place for him. go away.

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, "Master, why don't you ask who sent the slaves?"

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, "Is this what you want?"

"Yes." Ye Meixi shook his head. The situation at the time was also compelling. If he was given another choice, he would still come, because he had no choice.

"Once you make up your mind to do what you do, don't regret it, but you have to pay for it." His eyes suddenly became cold and he pushed him out of his arms and slapped him on the chest.

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