Chapter 1048 Proposal in Progress (1)

Long Muchen kicked the old general's ass, pointed to Qian Duoduo who was sleeping in the sack, and said through gritted teeth: "This king asked you to take over Duo'er, that's how you did it." ? You still touch her sleeping hole, you still dare to tie her in a sack, the king is not dead yet, you dare to torture my woman like this, you want to rebel?"

Lao Gao clutched his butt, feeling so wronged in his heart!

I couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I've been with Qian Duoduo for so long, I don't learn from the good ones, but learn from her rascal, and kick my ass."

But think about it, does Qian Duoduo have any advantages? It seems not?

Although Lao Gao's voice was heard by the wind, Long Muchen still let out a sullen growl: "What did you say? Are you still complaining?"

Lao Gao immediately smiled and began to follow his hair: "Master, how dare I complain, it's just that the princess misunderstood that I would harm her, so she ran away in fright. I was afraid that she would fall down and fall down the mountain, so I had no choice but to order it." into her sleeping hole, Wang Ye Mingjian!"

After hearing this, Long Muchen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that according to Duo'er's temperament, it would be more difficult to lose his temper.

However, how could he say that his woman is not?

Glancing at Lao Gao in distaste, he snorted, "I'm sure this face of yours has frightened Duo'er. It seems that no matter what happens in the future, I won't let you do it~"

Lao Gao was extremely wronged, imitating Qian Duoduo's appearance, tilting his head and twisting his eyebrows.

Long Muchen almost vomited blood out of breath, and waved his hand impatiently: "Go down, go to the bottom of the valley and get ready, don't be a light bulb here."

As soon as Lao Gao heard the pardon order, he slid away and disappeared without a trace.

Long Muchen squatted on the ground, took out a blanket from the carriage, covered Qian Duoduo's body, then reached out and pressed her acupuncture points.

After about a stick of incense, Qian Duoduo felt in a trance as if she was on top of a cloud, and there was a constant cool wind blowing by her ears, but her body was still warm.

She opened her eyes sleepily, and after lazily stretching, she found that she was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the small town in the distance was condensed into a pocket version, with a panoramic view.

Mamma Mia, was she abandoned in the wilderness, or did she leave her body and go to heaven?

Qian Duoduo jumped up from the ground with a bang, and looked around indiscriminately. This look almost scared her little heart out.

She actually slept on a cliff, and she didn't even know it?

Moreover, the distance from this mountain peak to the ground is probably a thousand meters high.

In case a person who sleeps badly and is rolling over, wouldn't she be smashed into mashed potatoes with no bones left?

Qian Duoduo realized later that she turned pale with fright, screamed 'Ah—' involuntarily, and took a step back subconsciously.

However, as soon as her voice fell, a pair of hands appeared around her waist, tightly encircling her petite body.

"Duo'er, be good, don't be afraid, the king is here."

A voice as gentle as the wind came from Qian Duoduo's ear.

She turned her head to see that Long Muchen was standing straight behind her in a purple robe.

A head of black hair, untied or tied, hangs behind her back, but is only slightly knotted, flying with the wind.

The eyes, like black ink, are deep and bright, like obsidian, exuding a charming brilliance.