Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 87 What, Do You Dislike Your Man?

Could a man holding a woman have the power to render her so lost in thought?

What, was she expecting him to hold her like that too?

Lela withdrew her gaze, her eyes shining, and looked at Sylvester. She shook her head and said, "Sylvester, I want to eat something."

Sylvester raised an eyebrow, glancing at the couple, and his voice turned colder as he shifted his attention to Mildred. "Didn't you hear?"

Mildred was playing a game, enjoying the rare moment of relaxation, when he heard the sharp voice of her master. Startled, she was killed in the middle of a crucial moment.

Before he could even regret it, she quickly put away her phone and stood up, "Yes, I'll go get it now."

Lela glanced at Mildred, chuckled softly, and Mildred instantly lost her temper. She made a funny face at Lela, but before she could retract it, she saw her master giving her an icy glare, causing Mildred to freeze. No more delay, go get some food.

Mildred brought several exquisite dishes on a glass plate and handed them to Lela. Lela took them and Mildred lowered her head to play games again.

During this period, she became obsessed with this game that saves experimenters and would play whenever she had time.

As Lela was eating, she glanced at the screen of the mobile phone that Mildred was holding, raised her eyebrow, but didn't say anything.

over, "Mildred, are you also playing this

You and

Gomez didn't respond to that and asked, "How many levels have

levels, and it is extremely difficult to clear them all. Mildred

Goy Gomez: "..."

"She's stupid. How many

had three black lines swirling above her head, wondering why her master

Gomez laughed and looked at Sylvester, "Does the master also play this

master of Gao

backward, he casually said, "The game is quite interesting.

had yet to play

almost had stars in her eyes as she looked at

level.

Lela was chewing her food, she listened and glanced at

his gaze and suddenly smiled when he saw Lela, who was eating, looking

Sylvester's mouth. Sylvester never ate sweets, but

mischievously bit Lela's delicate finger and licked