Doomsday Code

Chapter 893 The Perverted Little Princess

As a princess of the kingdom, and the youngest princess of King Como XIV, Sisi was showered with royal affection and had seen all kinds of handsome men.

However, once everyone else learned of her princess status, they all rushed to curry favor with her.

And some of them even try to reverse their attitude, such as being indifferent or disdainful.

However, Sisi thought all of these were too lame, and she got tired of them after a few days.

Seeing Samlett's cold demeanor, she was about to lose interest, but when she sensed the hidden killing intent in Samlett's eyes, a bright smile instantly appeared on her pretty face.

Killing intent, huh? Well, there's something new to experience.

At this point, Sisi still thought Samlett was one of those who liked to create a contrast among his suitors. To avoid getting bored, Sisi didn't expose him directly, but instead said to Samlett:

"Are you alright? Did my car scare you by going too fast? Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

The coachman was surprised that the willful princess would care about the boy in front of him. Looking at the boy's decent appearance, could it be that the princess was going to play a trick on him again?

The coachman, of course, knew his princess's temperament, and his resentment towards Samlett for being thrown quickly turned into pity for him.

Samuel frowned. He hadn't concealed his killing intent just now, and with the princess's strength, she should have noticed it by now. Why was she calling him?

Samlett had no idea how twisted some people could become when they were just too bored.

Did she discover something and want to trap him like a turtle in a jar?

Samlett thought to himself.

After all, everyone knows that the House of Representatives is about to convene in the capital of Como, and the agenda of this meeting will definitely be about Brown. It is very likely that the Kingdom of Como has already begun to take control outside the city.

But despite his thoughts, Samlett wanted to see what the Kingdom of Como was really up to.

Samuel strode over to the carriage, leaped aboard, and then lifted the curtain to enter.

As Samlett, who remained cold and icy and exuded a chilling murderous intent, approached her, Sisi suddenly felt her face burning, and her heart began to pound wildly.

And somehow, this suffocating feeling, like death, made Sisi feel a joy she had never experienced before.

Samuel frowned as he looked at the princess in front of him, whose breathing had quickened and whose face had flushed rapidly after he got into the carriage.

Are you having a relapse?

Sam's voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over Sisi from head to toe, bringing her back to her senses from the brink of suffocation.

Immediately, Sisi hugged her knees and buried her face in her thighs.

Ugh, I'm so embarrassed! Sisi, how could you be so perverted and shameless, turning into this because of a little man?

Ahhh, no, this murderous intent is too intense! Stop it, I can't take it anymore!

Sisi roared wildly in her mind, while the blush on her face continued to spread, turning her long, fair neck red.

"Stop right now!"

Sisi finally couldn't help but shout it out.

The coachman, who had just gotten up to drive the carriage, was so startled by the shout that he almost fell off the carriage again.

Inside the carriage, Sisi covered her blushing face with her hands, and then looked at Samlett with a very perverted gaze through her wide fingers with excited eyes.

If Samlett hadn't wanted to see what the Kingdom of Komo was really up to, he wouldn't have just been filled with murderous intent; he would have thrown a punch.

After all, anyone could tell that Sisi looks like a complete pervert now.

"Can you stop for a second? I, I admit you won. I can't take it anymore."

As she spoke, Sisi slid down onto the floor of the carriage, letting out meaningless murmurs and moans, her body trembling.

At this point, it's not Sam who's scaring Sissy, but Sissy who's scaring Sam.

Sam could sense that Sissy's blood circulation was at an extremely alarming rate, and if her heart rate didn't decrease, she might suddenly die here.

Therefore, at this point, Samuel had no intention of spreading any more murderous intent to test him, and was prepared to leave at any time.

When the murderous intent that had lingered in her soul and made her feel suffocated from head to toe dissipated, Sisi's blood circulation and heart rate quickly returned to normal.

She reached out to support herself as she got up from the ground, raised her head, and looked at Sam with her big, watery eyes, saying:

"I told you to stop, but look how embarrassed you've made me."

Hearing this complaint, which sounded like that of a wronged woman in a secluded palace, Sam felt a chill run down his spine.

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing Samlett's question, she rolled her eyes at him and said:

"Why are you still pretending? I've already admitted defeat, aren't you going to admit it too?"

Samlett had not yet noticed that Sisi's self-identification had changed.

Because Sisi was the most favored princess, and she had reached marriageable age, and the Kingdom of Como did not need any marriage alliances.

So Sisi set a rule for herself when choosing a partner: only the person she personally admitted defeat to could become her husband.

This rule had already spread far and wide, so Sisi also believed that this was Samlett's purpose.

However, Sam was unaware of all this. When he heard Sisi say, "You still won't admit it?" his first thought was, "Have I been exposed?"

Although he made no attempt to hide his murderous intent towards Sisi, he was now just an ordinary young man passing by who had almost been hit by the princess's carriage. It was reasonable for him to harbor hatred in his heart.

Sam quickly released his senses and scanned his surroundings, but found no demigods lying in ambush.

As for the epic-level enemies that passed by on the way, Samlett didn't see them as a threat.

"What do you mean? Explain yourself clearly."

At this point, Samuel also had a vague feeling that he might have guessed wrong, which is why he asked this question.

At this moment, Sisi had regained some strength, but instead of standing up immediately, she extended her slender hand to Samlett and said:

"You bad guy, help me up!"

Samlett frowned, but still reached out and pulled her up.

"Oh dear, you dead man, how can you be so rude? But with that murderous intent you just showed, I really like it."

As she spoke, Sisi's face flushed red again.

Then she rolled her eyes at Sam and said:

"And you, you wicked person, actually want to hear me talk about these things, you are really wicked."

Sisi thought that Sam was asking her to explain that he was actually trying to have some kind of intimate moment with her, that he wanted to torment her and make her reveal the shameful thoughts she had just had.