Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 390 Kiss Your Husband
He strode forward, walked directly in front of Ning Zhao, and hugged her in his arms.Then sit down at the table.

It looked like he couldn't see the existence of Butler Tong and others at all, and the only person he could see was Ning Zhao.

Regarding his move, Ning Zhao directly rolled his eyes, but he didn't struggle and let him hug him intimately.

Tong Butler and Wu Wen had never seen such a situation before, and were a little dumbfounded for a while, but Zheng'er and Nong Mo were used to it.

"Zhao'er, I'm so tired!" It wasn't a complaint, but a tone of begging for comfort, and she directly put her head on Ning Zhao's shoulder.

Ning Zhao didn't speak, and let him hug and cling like this.Seeing that he didn't object, Mo Juechen pushed even further.

Sniffing his nose, he arched into Ning Zhao's collar.After being slapped directly on the face by Ning Zhao, he raised his head slightly aggrieved.

"Zhaoer, you hit me! How can you hit me? I'm your dear husband!"

A very aggrieved voice, coupled with a pitiful expression, the sixth prince at this time, without his mighty and domineering appearance in the court, is completely a little rascal.

Even the well-informed Tong Butler felt a little hot-eyed at this moment.He wondered if he should choose to leave at this time?

Ning Zhao rolled his eyes, glanced at Mo Juechen himself, and then replied calmly: "You are the one who hit me, and there should be a limit to the nonsense."

"Oh..." Mo Juechen felt really aggrieved, being so disgusted by his Zhaoer, and all this was because of other irrelevant people standing in the room.

Thinking of this, the sixth prince's complaining eyes swept over Butler Tong, Wu Wen Nongmo, and Zheng'er one by one.

Under such intense eyes, Butler Tong couldn't stay any longer.

Quickly took Wu Wen Nong Mo and the girls and walked out the door, leaving space for Mo Juechen.

Seeing them leaving, Mo Juechen was very satisfied, and he hugged Ning Zhao again.

"Zhao'er, do you not want to see me when you return to the capital?"

Mo Juechen felt aggrieved, really aggrieved, when he was in Qizhou City, his family, Zhao'er, treated him very well, but like now, he would show his face at every turn.

Ning Zhao really wanted to roll his eyes at his complaints.

Is there anyone like him?The promised prince is burdened, and the agreed idol fan.

A moment ago, he could kill everyone instantly in the hall, but when he returned home, he looked like this.

Regarding his accusations and complaints, Ning Zhao pretended not to notice, got up, walked down from his arms, and then sat down in front of the dressing table.

Just as soon as he picked up the comb, someone snatched it away.

"This king came to comb Zhao'er's hair, and only this king can touch Zhao'er's hair," just like Zhao'er's body can only be touched by this king.

The sixth prince secretly thought so in his heart.Along the way, Mo Juechen tried his best to get close to Ning Zhao, but no matter how hard he tried, Ning Zhao just refused to be honest with him.

Not to mention, it's the ceremony of Duke Zhou for the husband and wife.This frustrates Mo Juechen, his body hurts just thinking about Zhao'er.

But Zhaoer just ignored him.Now that he has returned to the Liuwang Mansion, he should always be able to eat meat in his own home.

It's just that as soon as he snatched the comb, Ning Zhao snatched it back, with a few supercilious eyes by the way.

(End of this chapter)