Genius Doctor's Fifth Young Miss novel Chapter 1843

Make him happy? How can this old monster be happy?

Sima Youyue has a headache.

"Wang, where are you going to arrange her?" Huan asked.

"Such a cute little pet will be arranged in my yard." Ming reached out and stroked Sima Youyue's hair.

Sima Youyue tilted her head, dodging his hands, and said, "Don't make yourself look like an old pervert."

"Old, old pervert ?!"

It wasn't just Ming, the people present were all staring.

"No one dared to say that to me! Even your ancestors didn't!" The cold face was still a bit scary.

Sima Youyue stepped back and stared at his eyes, "I'm telling the truth! I told you not to make yourself an old pervert, and you didn't say you were. You don't want to do those behaviors or not."

"Oh, aren't you afraid that when I get angry, I will kill you?"

"You have been lonely here for so many years, and finally you have an outsider. You won't kill me so easily." Sima Youyue said confidently.

"You're confident!" Ming gathered her anger and returned to her previous look, but Sima Youyue felt that his breath was much colder than before. It should be her words that upset him. "I'll spare you this time. If you make me angry again, no matter who you are or who your ancestors are, I can't kill you!"

"Do you know my ancestor?" Sima Youyue asked.

"Jiuyou, a race that was second only to the underworld, the former ruler of the ghost world," said Ming, "the ink lotus on your back is almost in full bloom ..."

Sima Youyue touched her back with a backhand, and Molian on her back seemed a little faintly hot.

"It really is an old monster, he can't hide anything from him." She muttered in her heart.

"Don't discredit me in your heart. Take her down." He finished speaking and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"You follow me." Huan said and turned to leave, Sima Youyue quickly followed.

"What's your name?"

"World."

"Which one?"

"It's terrible."

"Really ... special."

Huan glanced at her, said nothing, and took her to the palace not far away.

Said to be a palace, not only does it not look like a palace at all, on the contrary, it is small and pathetic, but only a few yards. People of ordinary family can own such a yard!

"Your king lives in such a small courtyard?" Sima Youyue asked.

"The place where Wang doesn't like to live is too big," Huan said. "That makes him more lonely."

Sima Youyue nodded in agreement. When you are alone, if the house is large, it will indeed make people feel more empty.

Huan took her to the most remote yard, stood at the gate of the yard and said, "You live here."

Sima Youyue took a look. Fortunately, although this yard is small, it is a royal palace after all, and the layout inside is still good.