Mu Ningfu raised her eyes in shock, what? Notify parents?

This underworld uncle, hehe, is there any underworld who asks his parents for protection money?

"Hey! Why are you so shameless! Mu Ningfu suddenly became angry, opened her graceful fawn eyes, and scolded sharply, "Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you saved me, but what right do you have to ask my father for protection money?" ”

Seeing that she was in a hurry, King's Landing was also filled with evil happiness in her heart.

"What then?" The man was unhurried at the moment, the evil spirit was pressing, leaning over her, and the peerless handsome face that was not stained with fireworks was like a fine brush painting, blooming with a thin smile like a poppy.

The vinyl-like voice sank into the unparalleled texture of the times, "Mu Qian's daughter, I know that my parents are in the dinner hall, why don't I go over and say hello to them now?" ”

After that, straightened up and made a gesture to leave.

Damn it! This damn big brother of the underworld, if he really stabs in front of Mu Qian, then there will be no more her drama in tonight's Burmese translation interview!

"Don't!! Uncle! Don't have nothing to do with me! Mu Ningfu was anxious, grabbed the man's arm and pleaded again and again, "My family doesn't like me in the first place, especially my stepmother, she will make a big fuss about me, you uncle of the underworld, don't be so bad-hearted!" ”

King's Landing is still smiling, and the whole person exudes an incomprehensible charm that seems to be evil but not evil.

"Uncle, what do you want from me?" Mu Ningfu was about to cry, grabbed the man's arm and began to jump to her feet, "I still have to go to the interview of the second Burmese interpreter accompanying the president, I really can't delay any longer!" ”

"Okay, I won't delay your future." King's Landing lifted one arm gracefully and slowly against the wall, slamming her in his own confinement.

Stretching out his slender fingers again, the man touched her concubine's blood-red lips this time.

The lips are like a rose blooming in the dark, the agarwood is invading, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are charming, and the man is in a mood duckweed.

Damn, he wanted to kiss her.

The corridor is empty, there is no one here, in the dark, the man is extremely dangerous, he can do whatever he wants to tease her, presumptuous and light her, the bad kind.

"Then let me kiss you, and our account will be written off, okay?" The man's charming bass was now in his ears, and Mu Ningfu only felt that her heartbeat had missed half a beat.

There are also such requirements...... It's really excessive, but, with a kiss, it will offset the favor owed to him? ...... At this moment, Mu Ningfu was undecided.

Forget it, according to him, time is pressing, it is better than him running to the dinner hall to find Mu Qian in public to ask for protection money.

Mu Ningfu then spoke: "That...... All right....... Just hurry, don't delay me for the interview......"

Mu Ningfu didn't know whether her answer was purely out of debt repayment, or if she already had the urge to kiss the beautiful man in front of her.

In her previous life, she and Yeyao didn't even have a kiss, and in this life, it has only been two days since she was reborn, and she is about to ...... with this underworld uncle Kiss.

Ay..... The most important thing is to kiss and not delay the interview of the Burmese interpreter.

Mu Ningfu closed her eyes frankly.

Darkness followed, and he immediately fell into a warm and wide embrace, and the male salon fragrance came to his face—Mu Ningfu was good at perfume, this was the smell of Blanche's lonely soul in the desert.

Picky, in the corridor, a pair of silhouettes, slowly approaching.