Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2260 The princess's scheming **** commander (20)

  The counselor comforted: "If this continues, the princess will definitely fall in love with you, and will give everything for you."

  Li Mo snorted coldly: "Let your lord go to eat soft food, what use is it for you."

  Counselor: "Hehe."

  Ruanfan is something you lick your face to eat, it's none of your business.

  The boy was angry, when he saw something suddenly, he jumped up and rushed to the door.

   Sure enough, the princess' attendant came again.

  The waiter smiled enthusiastically, "Master Commander, Your Highness the Princess said, you can return the glazed lamp today, Your Highness is waiting for you."

  Commander Li is now a celebrity in front of Her Royal Highness, and no one can afford to mess with him.

  Li Mo pursed his lips, the corners of his lips were extremely tight.

  After the waiter finished speaking the princess's words, he left in a sensible way.

  Fang Qingyun is planning how to make the eldest princess fight against the third prince.

  In the end, he saw Li Mo with his head lowered, his hands folded in his cuffs, and a strange gloomy expression on his face.

  Counselor Fang thought he felt guilty again, and was thinking about how to comfort him.

  But saw Li Mo suddenly opened the suitcase, and plunged into more than a dozen clothes boxes.

   "The black one has been worn, so it should be fresh. Today I have a blue one. The abstinence goblin is Lao Tzu."

  Counselor: "..."

  Li Mo had a gloomy and tangled face, "There are too few clothes, and none of them can bring out my unparalleled beauty."

  The counselor's fingers trembled, and he couldn't even hold the pen steadily.

   Fuck your unparalleled beauty.

  I told you to eat soft rice, not to make you a sissy.

  Li Mo took out a piece of clothing, "Master Fang, how about this one?"

  The counselor looked and found that the collar of the clothes was open to the chest, and his eyes were so hot that he wanted to cry.

   Wearing it out, are you going out to play hooligans?

  Li Mo: "No, I'm too unrestrained. The princess thinks I'm a casual person. I'll be conservative."

  Counselor: "..."

  Big brother, wake up, you are here to fight for power and profit, and you are a strong man.

  How do you feel that you want to fight in the house and fight in the palace, but grab the position of the empress in the palace?

  Finally, Li Mo finally chose the original proposal, a blue dress.

  Put yourself a hair band of the same color.

  The young man is handsome and exquisite, and his gestures are full of charm.

   Li Mo tightened his belt to make his strong waist look better.

   Then Li Mo put on a melancholy expression, his eyelashes lightly pressed against his fragile eyes, and there was a little more coldness between his brows.

   "The me now must be painful."

  He touched his youthful and unparalleled face, "I sure as hell, it's too sinful."

  The counselor turned his back silently, took out a spittoon, and vomited—

  Does Li Mo know that he eats too much, and deliberately come to disgust him?

  When Bai Weiwei heard Li Mo coming.

   She is putting on clothes. There are so many clothes that it is difficult to choose.

   After all, she is so good-looking now, there are few clothes that can set off her beauty.

  She expressed her pain and depression to the system.

  The system indicated that it could give her two more scars like dog skin plasters.

   Guarantee that any clothes are more beautiful than the host.

Host:"…"

  When Li Mo heard the call, he tugged at the cuff with his fingertips, and then walked in with a straight posture.

   But found no one in the room.

   Behind the screen, a figure loomed in the halo.

  He took a breath, only feeling that the heart in his chest was beating a lot faster.

  Because he found that that figure, graceful and elegant, seemed to be... putting on clothes?

  The girl behind the screen suddenly turned her head and asked softly, "Commander Li?"

   Li Mo stared blankly at her half-clothed figure, his mouthpiece began to dry up.

   "Well, Your Highness."

  (end of this chapter)