Chapter Eighty-Seven: Kissing

"Bo Zeyu ......" Lin Yunyao, who was worried, followed and walked a few steps out, and stopped, her eyes were bottomless black, she wondered if it was not an aphrodisiac given by the Queen Mother, or the news of the palace maid she placed next to the Queen Mother was wrong.

Ignoring Queen Lin's call, Bo Zeyu, who had a black face, grabbed Mu Xiaoxiao's wrist and pushed the door open and walked out.

Unlike the warmth indoors, the cold wind outside was sharper than a knife, and it hurt on Mu Xiaoxiao's beaten face. But it didn't hurt as much as the hand that Bo Zeyu held.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't know when Bo Zeyu came, and she wasn't sure how much the prince had heard about the conversation between her and Empress Lin. Believing that she was at a loss, she swallowed her anger and followed.

There are more soldiers patrolling at night than during the day, and you can always see the soldiers on the night watch when you walk a few steps, and Bo Zeyu can't have a seizure in front of them, so she can only pull Mu Xiaoxiao to continue walking, her expressionless face glowing with a strange red light.

After walking for a long time, Bo Zeyu's pace suddenly accelerated, dragged Mu Xiaoxiao across the lawn to the bottom of the overpass, and threw Mu Xiaoxiao onto the stone pillar supporting the bridge before he could stand still.

The stones were stiff and uneven, and after Mu Xiaoxiao, who was flesh and blood, bumped into it, he felt a hot pain in his back, and his two neat eyebrows were tied into a dead knot. As soon as she said the word in pain, Bo Zeyu pressed her whole body up, and pinched Mu Xiaoxiao's neck with both hands.

In the darkness of the night, his eyes glowed bloodthirsty red.

Mu Xiaoxiao will never forget the hatred in Bo Zeyu's eyes for the rest of her life.

He approached her face, which was flushed with lack of oxygen, and his voice was more cautious than the wind, "Mu Xiaoxiao, this prince can't stand you." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was breathing air with her mouth open, shook her head desperately, her face turned red from lack of oxygen, she could feel the murderous aura exuded from Bo Zeyu's body, Mu Xiaoxiao also knew that she was powerless to resist, Bo Zeyu wanted her life easier than stepping on an ant.

The instinct to win prompted her to keep flapping her hand to stop her breathing.

"Mu Xiaoxiao." Bo Zeyu gritted his teeth and called her name, lifting her up little by little until her feet were in the air. He really wanted to strangle her and even drugged him. On the way to find her, he also thought that she was forced to be helpless, and one qiē was broken by her voice 'Isn't it a concubine', he had fantasized about countless ways to kill her, but after seeing her face, another love overwhelmed him.

Bo Zeyu, who was out of control, let go of his hand, Mu Xiaoxiao's feet began to cough violently as soon as they touched the ground, without giving her any chance to breathe, Bo Zeyu opened his mouth and bit her lip and sucked roughly.

The strong smell of blood filled the mouths of the two, and Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Bo Zeyu's eyes with fear, with deep hatred and strong desire.

She immediately understood that the Queen Mother had indeed given him an aphrodisiac.

And he came all the way to it.

Bo Zeyu's rough breath sprayed on her face. And Mu Xiaoxiao, who has insufficient air supply, can only seek the air in his mouth to survive.

Mu Xiaoxiao's rare initiative still can't meet Bo Zeyu's needs, he is like a jackal who repays him, pressing forward step by step, inch by inch. No matter how much she sucked the breath in her mouth, he didn't feel that it was enough, and the nameless heat rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, and he instinctively reached out and kneaded Mu Xiaoxiao's body indiscriminately.

"Prince......" Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to push away his iron wall while he was ventilating.