Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 53 Sitting in His Arms 9
Staring at Ye Qizhu, Bei Jue took a deep breath calmly, and as he exhaled symmetrically, a clear and cold voice slowly flowed out of his mouth:
"This king is not short of 10 taels of silver from you. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time."

Ye Qizhu stopped rubbing her earlobe immediately, and opened her foggy eyes.

Following her involuntary surprise, the water vapor in her eyes gradually evaporated, and she turned her head to look at Shang Beijue in disbelief.

However, pursing the corners of her mouth, Ye Qizhu was suspicious again: "Really?"

Between Ye Qizhu's doubtful brows and eyes, the joy that could not be concealed even though she had restrained herself, was still swimming around her white and tender cheeks.

Bei Jue's faintly dangerous eyes became awe-inspiring again following her undisguised expectation and the ups and downs of his breath.

Does she want to leave that much?

Staring at the eyes, Bei Jue's mouth slightly hooked a cold and charming smile, his eyes were dangerous: "Seriously. It's just..."

He changed his words.

When Ye Qizhu said "but", her joyful little face sank immediately.

Frowning: "But... what?"

Bei Jue said indifferently: "My lord, a gentleman loves money, and this king should also get it in a proper way. At that time, it will not be too late for you to leave."

Ye Qizhu's eyebrows were drawn together in an instant, why did she feel that Bei Jue was like a cheetah that would attack her little sheep at any moment?
Before she could open her mouth, the man in front of her suddenly bent down without warning and lifted her up, striding towards the back of the screen.

Being carried on his shoulders, Ye Qizhu suddenly trembled, looked at his heels in horror, and raised his fist to hit Bei Jue's strong back.

But the back was hard, and the flesh around her palms turned red when she was hit, but the person who was hit didn't intend to let go of her at all. Instead, he quickened his pace, bypassed the screen and threw her directly on the bed.

As soon as his body touched the bed, Ye Qizhu quickly got up and hid towards the corner of the bed, looking at the cold light in the corner of Bei Jue's eyes in fear.

"You...what do you want?"

Bei Jue was expressionless, and walked towards the edge of the bed: "What do you think?"

In the originally dark inner room, as Bei Jue blocked the edge of the bed and the bed curtain was deep inside the curtain, the light immediately dimmed.

Clutching the quilt beside her, Ye Qizhu raised her chin: "My lord... If your lord wants to talk to me, we can talk slowly in another place. It's too crowded here."

Bei Jue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"This king thinks it is very good. It is very suitable for talking with the young master, slowly, slowly."

While speaking, Bei Jue suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Qizhu's ankle, pulling her over without much effort.

Ye Qizhu was so frightened that he quickly hugged the pole of the bed curtain and did not let go. He kicked his legs vigorously, trying to shake off Bei Jue's hand: "As a relative of the emperor, the prince's character is naturally different. How can he do such a thing?" Despicable thing?"

"Why such a despicable thing?"

"you……"

Gritting her teeth, Ye Qizhu became furious and said coquettishly, "It's what you're doing now, I... I'd rather die than surrender!"

Staring at Ye Qizhu, whose face was pale with fear, but still holding on to Ye Qizhu with stubborn arrogance and gritted his teeth, Bei Jue's subordinates dragged her over with a little effort, and the little hands were still tightly clenched. .

However, before Ye Qizhu could open her mouth, Bei Jue pressed her down abruptly, holding her wrists firmly with one hand, and climbing her belt with the other...

(End of this chapter)