Chapter 41： Faint Little Emperor 12 (2/2)

To the cold, I tried to avoid the burning scent that was sprayed on my ear, but it was futile, and the leg roots were also resisted by some kind of hard object.

According to past experience, if this time is turbulent... Heaven, this is the place to approve and discuss, and there will be ministers to see at any time.

Some of the cold collapsed, and the scalp said: "Zhao, Zhao Ze, you are committing this crime... Do you know?"

It’s just that he has just been kissed to an unstable atmosphere, and his tone is still with an unrelenting lust. The sound is really no threat, but instead it is tempted.

Zhao Zegang’s desire to recover was suddenly raised, and he could not help but squat twice on the little emperor.

Shaking to the cold, the scalp numb. Zhao Ze gasped for a moment, then looked at him with a burning gaze, whispered: "Your Majesty, you obviously like it, just responded to the minister, why should you refuse to wake up?"

"That is..." Because there are the first two... Well, he admits that he likes it very much, but what about the task?

Working hard to avoid his sight, ask in his mind: "Small nine, what will happen to the mission?"

The system is as quiet as a chicken.

"Don't pretend, you can definitely hear what I am talking about." After all, the shielding measures have been improved once.

System: "Cough, it usually causes the world to collapse. But rest assured to Mr., I will pull you back before the crash."

"If it crashes, right...who didn't affect it?" asked the cold and hesitated.

"Nothing, he will enter another world." Big A explained to the system.

When he turned his head to the cold, Zhao Ze still stared at him, his eyes full of expectation, embarrassment, nervousness... countless emotions intertwined, and he was somewhat suffocated.

Slightly breathing into the cold, struggling to escape from his gaze, pinching the sweaty hand, nervously said: "That... try it."

After that, he immediately closed his eyes and seemed to be waiting for the changes in the world.

However, one second, two seconds...

The surroundings are as quiet as ever, and only Zhao Ze’s breathing is getting heavier and heavier.

Quietly opening his eyes to the cold, and before he could see the surrounding situation, he was hugged by Zhao Ze and pressed in his arms.

"Your Majesty, Chen, Chen..." His voice was hard to conceal and he was incoherent.

To the cold moment, he was filled with the breath of his body, struggling to struggle: "Hey, he was killed soon..."

Zhao Ze was busy releasing his hand, and he saw the little emperor's crown smashed, and his hair was dilated, his eyes were slightly reddish, with a moist luster, and he was roaring without any momentum.

Zhao Ze can not help but feel that this kind of squat is very cute.

He couldn't help but step forward and hold the crown of the little emperor and whispered, "Your Majesty, Chen will help you."

Nodded to the cold, and complained by the way: "Not all of you are harmful."

Zhao Ze nodded evenly, his heart was full of sweetness, and after grinding and helping the little emperor to make a good hair, he wanted to get a kiss and kiss.

Directly reaching out to the cold, roaring at him, then leaving his sleeves to leave.

Zhao Ze only angered when he was angry and hurried to catch up with an apology.

Going cold to the outside of the hall, I saw the sky without any change, and the palace lady and **** who stood guard as usual. After confirming that there was no sign of collapse in the world, he was relieved, nodded and repeated: "Well, then try."

Unlike the caution that was just now, this time he smiled and looked very relaxed.

Zhao Ze’s mouth was slightly raised, and his eyes flashed a light smile. If there are other people, he really wants to hold the little emperor into his arms and enjoy this rare joy.

The two stood together for a long time. When they returned to God, they suddenly remembered something to the cold, and they frowned.

He quickly lowered his face and swept Zhao Ze. He was not pleased: "You come in."

Zhao Zewei, the little emperor was still in a good mood, how suddenly he coldened his face?

Go back to the temple, go straight to the top and sit down, then command: "Close the door."

Although Zhao Ze is puzzled, it is still a temporary suspicion. After closing the door, I saw some darkness in the hall. He lit the candlestick one by one, and then walked toward the cold consciously.

Pushing him away from the cold, pointing to the next head and saying: "Zhao Qing, are you not even hiding your position?"

Zhao Ze’s heart is squeaking, the tone of the little emperor... not so good.