What a monster, even attracting women is fine, but attracting men too!
Alexander Kingsley smiled self-deprecatingly: "Crown Prince, too much charm, can't control it, blame me?"
"..." Lucas Knight frowned, he never provoked Alexander Kingsley, just didn't know when he bent, and it got completely out of hand.
"Can't control it, blame me, huh?" Lucas Knight's voice was cold and vicious, "Admiral, whether you can control it or not, you have to control it."
"..." Alexander Kingsley wiped his face, "Prince, what if I still can't control it?"
"Then just chop it off." A grown man, bent like this, what's the point of keeping that thing? Lucas Knight's face was extremely cold.
He wasn't bent, and besides, he already had a little bun, hitting two birds with one stone, the Admiral indeed should stay away from him, yet this guy was getting closer and closer.
"No, no!" Alexander Kingsley pleaded, "Prince, I'm not bent! Not bent!" I'm not bent!
Isn't it a waste to cut off such a big thing?
