Chapter 358 The Tyrant’s Cutie 6

This familiar feeling clearly made her feel that he would not hurt her.

There was a sweet smile on Su Nuo's face.

There was a slight dimple at the corner of her smiling mouth, which made her look even sweeter and more pleasant.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"The whole world is lonely, and you can't be lonely anywhere."

Wei Qingcang snorted coldly, his narrow and deep eyes were like drowning in the deep sea, and he looked at Su Nuo without moving for a moment.

If Su Nuo had any other opinions, he could have broken her head right now.

But who knows?

Su Nuo was just stunned for a moment, and then her face was filled with a bright smile, and she nodded heavily.

There was a soft light in the big almond eyes.

"Your Majesty is quite right."

His tone was full of conviction.

Wei Qingcang glanced at her coldly, flicked his sleeves and went to the table again, sat down, and opened the memorial.

Just watched a few times, Wei Qingcang's handsome and extraordinary face was full of anger, he held the hand of the memorial, slightly bluish white.

"Pa-ta--", the memorial was thrown heavily on the ground.

As soon as Su Nuo walked over, the memorial was thrown over, and it hit her legs and feet straight.

Su Nuo picked up the memorial with her white and tender hands, and quietly walked up to Wei Qingcang, just as he put the memorial on the table, Wei Qingcang suddenly got up, stretched out his hand, and pinched Su Nuo's chin.

Su Nuo's small face was slightly deformed by him.

"Your Majesty—Your Majesty—"

Because of his small face being squeezed tightly, he stuttered and couldn't speak clearly.

Su Nuo stared at Wei Qingcang with lingering eyes.

Looking at the scarlet in his long and narrow eyes.

When Su Nuo looked at Wei Qingcang, Wei Qingcang was also looking at her.

Especially, Su Nuo's eyes are black and white, he can see himself in her eyes.

It was his ferocious face, extremely terrifying.

"His Majesty."

The voice that came out of Su Nuo's mouth was a little broken, probably because he pinched her chin, tears of pain swirled in her eyes, she looked very pitiful.

The two were so close that Wei Qingcang could smell her faint fragrance.

This kind of fragrance slowly suppressed the tyranny in his body.

Gradually, the blood that was burning to the boil also slowly cooled down.

Probably because of this, the body is not so uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, he would approach Su Nuo, and in the end, he always opened the hand that was clamping Su Nuo's jaw, and with a sudden pull of the iron arm, Su Nuo was held tightly in his arms.

He breathed greedily.

Smell the faint fragrance.

The expression on his face gradually became more joyful, and the scarlet in his deep eyes also gradually eased.

"His Majesty?"

Being hugged by him like this, Su Nuo felt that his arm was too tight, so she struggled a little.

Probably... her voice is too soft, rich and pleasant.

With this aroma, this...

For a moment, his throat became hoarse again.

There was that strange feeling in my heart again, a strange feeling.

His face was solemn, and there was even coldness in his eyes. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pushed her out.

Unexpectedly, Su Nuo was pushed out out of nowhere.

Also fell heavily to the ground.

The ground inside the hall is all made of jade, cold and hard.

When she sat down with such a bang, Su Nuo burst into tears.

Probably because of Wei Qingcang's face, Su Nuo didn't dare to cry too loudly, instead he hummed.

But hearing such a voice, Wei Qingcang felt inexplicably hot for a while.

The original tyranny in my heart was suppressed, but now this restlessness is still very uncomfortable.

"Shut up."

Wei Qingcang closed his eyes slightly, not looking at Su Nuo, but for some reason, her soft and pitiful appearance seemed to be branded in his heart.

Seeing her cry made him feel distressed.

Distressed? ? ?

Hehehe, what a new experience.

He is a murderous tyrant who has always been ruthless, and he actually feels distressed.

It's probably because of this feeling, it's too strange, but it makes her feel a little bored.

Wei Qingcang opened his eyes again, they were blackened, like a demon crawling out of hell.

He glanced at Su Nuo indifferently, then took it back, sat down, and continued to read the memorial.

Su Nuo was so scared by him that she didn't dare to cry anymore. There were still tears on her snow-white and soft face, and there were tears in her big apricot eyes. She looked aggrieved and pitiful.

She sniffed, and touched her buttocks with her small hands.

It really hurts.

After a while, the burning pain gradually improved, and she slowly stood up.

Su Nuo looked at Wei Qingcang who was sitting over there, frowning at the memorial, she also bit her lower lip, quietly standing aside.

After standing for a while, she felt a little tired, so she stood against the pillar behind her.

Last night, after fighting with the tigers for a long time, I was already exhausted. In addition, sleeping outside was not very safe.

After crying just now, I feel more tired and sleepy, and my whole body is limp.

The calming incense in the hall also smells very good.

So, Su Nuo leaned against the pillar and fell asleep after a while.

Wei Qingcang read several memorials one after another, and felt restless for a while. He didn't eat vermilion fruit to suppress it today, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems... only if Su Nuo gets closer.

Wei Qingcang turned his head and looked at Su Nuo.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Su Nuo leaning against the pillar, and she fell asleep, with her head tilted, sleeping soundly.

The pink ribbon on her head also hung down, dangling in front of her pink and soft face.

It looks very cute.

Can fall asleep standing up, so tired?

Wei Qingcang hadn't spoken yet, and just put down the memorial in his hand, when he suddenly heard the sound of piercing through the air.

Suddenly, Wei Qingcang's eyes became sharper, his body moved slightly, and his arms were slightly raised, holding the long sword on the shelf.

Throwing it forcefully in one direction, in that direction, a black shadow that just sprang out was hit, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Just after this black shadow fell down, there were countless black shadows rushing towards Wei Qingcang.

Wei Qingcang's expression was still calm, but there was a kind of interest in his eyes.

When someone came to the side, he stabbed out with the long sword in his hand, and thick blood sprayed out.

Wei Qingcang was sprayed all over, even Junyi's face was somewhat stained.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and didn't care at all, his eyes were even more gloomy and bloodthirsty.