My gentle tyrant (11)_1

Ji Rong's eyes were red as she reached out her hand to strangle Fu Shang's neck. His action caused Fu Shang to be dissatisfied.

To be precise, Fu Zhen was still sleeping.

He was still in a state of confusion.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Ji Rong's neck and gave him a kiss. Her eyes were closed the whole time. don't make. fuss. don't make a fuss. Go to sleep, ancestor. I'm so sleepy ...

After saying that, he fell asleep in a second.

He didn't even give Ji Rong a chance to react.

Ji Rong was stunned by this kiss, even her headache seemed to have reduced a lot, and her eyes became clearer.

The beautiful and sinister Emperor stared at the sleeping girl with a complicated expression.

He raised his hand and touched his lips.

The soft touch seemed to still linger on it ...

Ji Rong's line of sight gradually shifted.

He stared at the girl's soft red lips.