Wouldn't it be a waste if such a beautiful night was wasted like this?

Especially tonight, Canary is also invited to accompany Charming King. If she doesn't take the initiative, she will be overtaken by him in a moment, and she will vomit blood.

This was the first time that she called King Mei's name so intimately. Seeing that he just chuckled instead of scolding him displeasedly, Shui Louer couldn't help but feel a little proud, and at the same time, she didn't forget to secretly give Canary a slap.

A provocative look.

King Mei drank half of the wine in the cup, leaving the other half, and slowly poured it down on Shui Lou'er's head.

The light red strand of wine drew a moving arc and rolled down everywhere along Shui Louer's hair. Her body was immediately filled with a faint scent of wine.[

Before Shui Louer could put on her charming smile, the cold-eyed King Mei tightened his hand on her curvy neck, "Is my name something that a humble concubine like you can call me?"

Canary shuddered.

The forehead was immediately covered with fine beads of sweat.

The movement of tapping the legs was also slowed down a beat. He held his breath and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the two of them.

She and Shui Louer always competed for favor, and they fought in all kinds of ways. They really wished they could find an opportunity to drive each other completely out of sight.

But when she was held in the hands of the ruthless Charming King, she felt very uncomfortable.

There is always an illusion, as if the next second, the person who is about to be strangled to death under the iron palm of the prince will be her.

The torture of near-death fear caused Shui Lou'er's facial features to shift. Her limbs were trembling with fear, her breathing was blocked, and her cheeks turned maroon, "Your Majesty... please... please forgive me...

By the way...slave..."

She didn't dare anymore, really didn't dare anymore.
Chapter completed!