Chapter 117 The Appearance of Cold Ink (1)

"How did you come?"

That's right, the person who came was none other than Leng Shuimo.

Leng Shuimo's eyebrows and eyes are always as cold as ice, but there are a few traces of playfulness in his eyes: "Come and see the big show."

As for what kind of drama it is, it is self-evident.

Just now, she did feel that someone was staring at her.

Now that I think about it, that person must be cold and ink.

Thinking of this, Yun Yiran couldn't help but give him a blank look: "You have to pay money to watch the show!" After she finished speaking, she ignored the cold water and ink, and closed her eyes directly to fall asleep in order to relax herself as much as possible.

Suddenly, Yun Yiran only felt his body lighten.

In the next second, she was carried off the roof by Leng Shuimo and flew into the air!

"What do you want to do?!" Yun Yiran frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied.

Leng Shuimo glanced at her, obviously not half-hearted about answering the question.

"..."

Seeing this, Yun Yiran knew that it was useless to resist, so he directly saved those efforts.

Soon, Leng Shuimo threw her out.

leave.

That's right, it was lost.

However, what greeted her was not a cold and stiff ground, but an extraordinarily soft bed.

With a slight sweep of the eyes, there are magnificent things everywhere, making the overall space look very grand.

"Why did you bring me to the palace?"

This place, Yun Yiran vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been here before.

Therefore, the moment she saw the decoration clearly, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

Leng Shui Mo twitched the corners of his lips slightly, although it was a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "I watched the movie, now it's your turn to watch the movie."

"..."

Obviously, Yun Yiran didn't understand the meaning of this inexplicable words.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the door.

"Everyone back down, I want to be alone!"

It was the emperor who came.

After he scolded all the servants, he opened the door and entered.

"Snapped!"

A muffled voice sounded.

I saw that just as the emperor entered the door with his front foot, he was slapped to the ground with his back foot!
This sudden change made the emperor pass out without even having time to ask for help.

However, what made people feel even more insane was that Leng Shuimo actually waved his hand and woke up the emperor again.

"You... who are you?!"

After the emperor woke up, his face was full of fear.

In fact, whoever it was would be slapped flying as soon as they got home, and everyone would be shocked.

Leng Shuimo looked at the emperor coldly, without any emotion in his eyes: "You don't deserve to know."

"Snapped!"

Another slap sounded!

The emperor flew out again...

Fainted, awakened, and so on.

Yuanqiu on the side watched this scene and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Leng Ink is... venting his anger for its owner?

Apart from this explanation, I can't think of any reason that would make him come to the palace in the middle of the night to beat up the emperor.

At this moment, Yuanqiu felt that Leng Shuimo instantly grew taller!

I saw that the emperor was beaten into a pig's face: "No...don't beat me..."

"don't want?"

Leng Shuimo raised his eyebrows slightly, then suddenly turned his eyes to look at Yun Yiran: "It's up to you to choose whether to fight or not."

"..."

Another multiple choice question.

At this moment, the emperor understood the meaning of Leng Shuimo, and immediately began to repent to Yun Yiran.

Yun Yiran didn't seem to hear the emperor's words, her eyes remained on the cold face of the ink, and for a while, she didn't know what to say.

 No, I can’t open my eyes, I’m wondering if I’m going to sell packs of super bitter coffee...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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