"Well, don't you want to?"
the masked man asked slightly disappointedly, as if he was heartbroken.
Upon hearing this hurt tone, Xiaomo immediately shook her head, raised her head and said firmly, "No, I am very willing, it's just..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiaomo lowered her head shyly.
Although the young master only had a small wooden house on the top of the mountain, he couldn't hide the luxurious aura about him.
Even though she had never seen the world again, she knew that the young master was a strong man.
No matter what the face is like under the mask, as long as the young master is rich and powerful enough and she climbs into his bed, even if she is not the main wife, becoming a concubine will bring about earth-shaking changes to her life.
In this way, she no longer has to serve others as a servant, but has to be served by others.
Furthermore, the young master is so powerful, as long as she makes him happy, she will have to return the two slaps Feng Tianlan slaps on her face sooner or later.
The masked man just looked at Xiaomo calmly and said, "If you want to, then take it off."
"Sir," Xiao Mo shouted shyly, but he was cheering in his heart.
"If you don't want to, then leave."
The masked man obviously didn't have much patience anymore.
He originally just wanted to see what kind of words this casual rescuer would come up with.
That's all, he doesn't have to care about his reputation.
It's just that he is short and incompetent and inhumane How can a man endure such an insult?
If you dare to insult him, you will be punished accordingly.
Xiaomo also heard the masked man's impatience, gritted her teeth, raised her hands and started to unbutton her clothes, "I have admired you for a long time and am willing to give everything for him, even my life."
She was shy and timid, and she didn't look forced at all.
That shy look and her attitude of being willing to pay for you, if it were applied to ordinary people, they would definitely be attracted to her.
But the person in front of her was no ordinary man.
How could a man who was called an emperor by the Imperial Preceptor who could predict the future accept this trick from her?
The masked man looked coldly at Xiaomo, who had taken off only the last trace of her modesty.
Her fair and tender skin was a bit dazzling under the candlelight, but in his eyes, it was not as good-looking as a pig.
Seeing Xiao Mo raising her hand to take off the last veil, he said calmly, "That's enough."
"Master" Xiao Mo's hands trembled, and she raised her eyes to look at the masked man timidly.
"Even if I react to Feng Tianlan, I won't be interested in you.
Don't ever appear in front of me again."
Xiao Mo didn't understand the meaning of the masked man's words, but with only a veil of shame, she suddenly flew out of the room.
"Young Master, Young Master."
Xiao Mo shouted anxiously as he watched the man in front of him getting further and further away, and tears immediately fell down.
With a bang, the door closed, Xiaomo's body disappeared into the cold windy night, and the sound also disappeared.
The masked man looked at the clothes on the ground, snorted coldly, raised his hand and flew out with divine power, turning it into ashes.
Then a gust of wind swept through and took it out of the window, and the air became fresh again.
He leaned lazily on the back of the chair and turned to look out the window at the cold night.
Feng Tianlan and Abao recognized each other, and based on this time, he was probably also recognizing Si Mobai.
He rubbed his temples with a headache.
His plan had changed.
He didn't know if it could be saved or how far he could go: