"Well said." Ling Feitong patted Calvin on the shoulder like an old friend. He went up to Calvin and raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be joking and seriously said, "it''s up to you to deal with the little bitches in the future. Remember to watch mojiahua''s bedroom. Anyone who dares to break in without hesitation will be killed."

    Calvin seemed to return to the fear of being dominated by the princess that year. His mind was blank and his body was as tense as a reflex, saying, "yes!"

    "Cool." Ling Feitong released Calvin''s neck and left contentedly.

    It wasn''t until ten seconds later that Calvin recovered from his stiffness - God, what did he just promise? But he is a little pet lover. Why should he command him with the tone of housewife? What''s more terrible is that he seems to be controlled by his brain. He counsels carelessly!

    Calvin felt that his dignity as a royal gold steward was seriously challenged!

    So Calvin began to report.

    "Your Highness." Calvin, in his own room, got through the terminal of megawat and said with a straight face, "I have something to report."

    Mojawa was sitting on the sofa in the rest area. He had just finished a high-power gravity training. His hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and fell on his face. His black tights were also wet on his body to outline the perfect muscle lines.

    Sweat on his arm, which makes him look very sexy, attracted a lot of adoration.

    Perfect appearance, perfect figure, perfect family background, perfect cultivation, perfect strength.

    Such a megawatt has always been as dazzling as a star.

    But Prince mojiahua is famous. He doesn''t like to be accosted. People who know him like him have to look at him from afar with sad and yearning eyes. He secretly expects to be seen by Prince mojiahua. Even if he has a dew marriage with him, it is quite good.

    "What''s the matter?" he said, wiping his face with a towel

    After Calvin left Mecca Hua, Ling Feitong''s actions and his words were concise but vivid. He also emphasized that Ling Feitong wanted to cut blood every meal.

    "Let him do it. If he doesn''t, you can cut it for him." As if he was mocking, he put the towel on the small table beside him and said, "no one will trouble him. If he has delusion of persecution, let him see a psychiatrist."

    Calvin thought that his Royal Highness''s mouth was much more poisonous than he was.

    Calvin was more relaxed and said with a smile, "when Lin Shao asked me to watch the little bitches for him, his expression and manner were the same as those of a princess."

    As soon as he said that, Calvin regretted it.

    Mojiahua''s lazy eyes were full of clouds, like dark clouds that could not be melted.

    "Calvin." His voice was indifferent, but at such a distance, Calvin could hear the strong warning, "you are not young. You should know what to say and what not to say."

    Calvin tearful eyes, just say the last sentence is enough, why remind him of such a sad thing as age.

    His Highness''s mouth gun attack is really regardless of the enemy and us!

    Next time, Calvin said, "it''s not a slip of the tongue."

    Mo Jiahua did not care about anything with this loyal housekeeper, only said "continue to monitor", then hung up the terminal.

    "This is not the Immortal King of our majesty, Prince megahua." A strange voice came, wanlifeng, surrounded by a group of people, squinted at mojiahua and said: "at this time, if you don''t enjoy your little lover at home, how can you come to the training ground that you used to despise? Oh, by the way, your former lover seems to have said in my bed that the prince doesn''t seem to give up. Ha ha ha... "

    No? Ex lover? In bed?

    There is a lot of information in this sentence!

    This is very embarrassing, Wan Li Feng, a young man around him pulled him, eager to plug his ears.

    Other people are not bad, they all think so.

    It would be a great shame not to mention such a thing on any man, let alone the most noble prince of the Empire.

    God, they''re going to be killed by this drunk guy who doesn''t have a door.

    There is a Wanli family as the backer of Wanli wind, and he is the God of war on the same level with mojiahua. Of course, he is not afraid of mojiahua''s revenge.

    But compared with them, they are small shrimps!

    Who knows if Prince mojiahua will settle accounts after autumn and let them be cannon fodder!

    For example, killing people and killing people is not impossible!

    In the trembling of the crowd, he raised a pair of eyes known as "Black Pearl".