LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

The waiters who heard his sigh twitched their mouths: The only one who can call His Highness the Prince, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, a young man is Bobby, the old butler, right?

But for old Bobby, no matter how noble and powerful Prince Fanximen was, in his heart, he was still just the child who would call him uncle "Bobby" in fear.

So, young people, there is nothing wrong with you!

And the other side.

Zhongqing was directly teleported to the bedroom on the third floor by Angelil.

Her eyes flickered, and her back softened. She was already leaning on the soft quilt.

"An Jie..." Before she could finish her words, her lips were tightly blocked by An Jie Er.

The other party's turbulent affection seemed to be integrated into the kiss. After Zhong Qing was stunned for a moment, she took the initiative to hug his neck and responded.

After the long kiss ended, Angelil spoke: "In the God of Darkness, I have wanted to kiss you so hard. I have been thinking about it all day."

Love: "..."

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed the other person's smooth blond hair.

The other party's eyes suddenly darkened.

Angelil's beautiful ruby-like eyes stared at Zhong Qing without blinking, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

"Angeles." He called her name softly.

"You're my bride, and it's like a dream."

Zhongqing couldn't help but rub the tip of her nose against the tip of the other person's nose, and said with a smile: "This is not a dream, Angelil, all this is true, I became your bride."

The two just looked at each other and suddenly laughed together.

I don't know who started it first. Two lips collided with each other, and two equally hot bodies were pressed together.

Zhong Qing's gorgeous dress, which was made with countless deep-absorbing gems, was directly broken into pieces of cloth under Angelil's impatience.

He looked at the person under him with a sharp look, and his low voice seemed to be reciting a hymn: "Angelis, tonight, under the witness of the God of Darkness, you will completely belong to me. I will witness your Beauty, taste your fragrance, and together with you, find the source of happiness in this world..."

Zhongqing’s response to this is…

He directly pulled down Angelil's neck and kissed his lips passionately.

The moonlight is beautiful and long.

The flame of love burns completely and will never be extinguished.

[In times of harmony, refuse to drive]

Old Bobby, who was always rigid and punctual, was very considerate and did not wake up the two masters this morning.

Zhongqing only felt that in his sleep, he seemed to be in the sea, ups and downs, unable to wait for the waves to come.

When she woke up, she felt like she didn't know what day it was.

last night……

She only remembered that the two of them were arguing very late.

I have no memory of how I fell asleep in the end.

There was a slightly cool touch on his lips.

A lingering voice sounded from beside him: "Good morning, Angelis."

Zhong Qing was surprised: Is it still morning?

Then Angelil's voice with a smile came out: "It's the morning of the third day, little lazy Angelis."

Zhongqing finally opened her eyes.

She opened her eyes and looked at Angelil dissatisfied: "I slept until the morning of the third day, who is to blame?"

Angelil only thinks that his wife is beautiful no matter how beautiful she looks.

He couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed the other person's big eyes, and then admitted his mistake very naturally: "Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault."