C1380 Tyrant's Ghost Girl

Su Yao was so angry that he wanted to spit out a fragrant breath, but he held it back.

"Your Majesty, is there anything else?"

He really didn't know what this psychopath wanted to do. Could it be that he was going to punish him in this way?

"Have you slept enough?" Di Jingmo asked.

If it was anyone else, they would have definitely crawled up from the bed