Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

Like seeing him for the first time, Mu Lingyue looked him up and down, put her hands on her chest, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said with a smile, "Who am I in love with, what does it have to do with you, you seem very The look of concern, if it's not because you like me, why do you care so much about who I like?"

Dongfang Wuye was unable to speak for a while.

Mu Lingyue's heart skipped a beat twice, didn't she, did she really get it right?

Dongfang Wuye likes her? ?

Just now she just said a few words casually, but now look at Dongfang Wuye's reaction. . .It's not right, it's not right. [

Why didn't he speak, why did he look at himself silently, why did his eyes flicker as if she had hit the spot.

At this moment, this situation is a bit embarrassing.

"I was joking with you, look at scaring you."

She opened her mouth to break the silence, then changed the subject and said, "You can help him to your room first, and I'll make some hangover soup."

After speaking, she turned around and left.

Fortunately, Dongfang Wuye didn't stop her, she walked faster and faster, like running, and disappeared after a while.

Feng Biluo was still muttering to himself, Dongfang Wuye listened intently, he kept calling the word Yanmo Girl, Dongfang Wuye frowned, helped him walk into the room, Regardless of whether he could hear it or not, he said in a serious tone, "Feng Biluo, you must stop thinking about her, you must be clear about your identity, Yanmo is not a good person, you are a god, she is a demon, and it is not tolerated by the world. "

How could Feng Biluo hear what he was talking about? As soon as she heard the word Yanmo, she started to say again and again, "Girl Yanmo, I really like it. It doesn't matter if you don't like me, but...you don't Hate me, okay?"

While speaking, he took Dongfang Wuye's hand, put his face on the back of his hand, and rubbed it lightly like a small animal.

The feeling of the smooth and delicate skin rubbing against the back of his hand made Dongfang Wuye feel goosebumps all over his body, he slapped his head away, Feng Biluo got up again unwillingly, grabbing his hand to rub it, "Yanmo girl... Yanmo girl..."

Dongfang Wuye frowned tightly, and pursed his lips tightly, a little bit unbearable, "Feng Biluo, if you continue like this, believe it or not, I will slap you unconscious."

Feng Bi mumbled a few words, and didn't know what he was talking about, but she became more behaved and didn't harass him anymore.

Dongfang Wuye helped him into the room, and put him on the bed.

Feng Biluo hugged the quilt when she touched the bed, took her face and rubbed it against the back of the brocade, tirelessly calling out the name of Yanmo, her face was red with the smell of alcohol, like a flower blooming in late autumn. Begonia, her elegant and peerless face gave birth to a rare charm.

Hearing him calling Yanmo again and again, he frowned, and a white light hit his forehead with his fingertips. Feng Biluo moved her body and fell into a deep sleep.

When Mu Lingyue's hangover soup was served, she saw that Feng Biluo was already asleep, so she put the bowl on the table and said to Dongfang Wuye who was standing by the window, "You should drink this soup, you also drank a lot of wine .”

Dongfang Wuye turned around, glanced at the steaming hangover soup on the table, and said in a sour tone, "You let me drink it because he can't drink it, and I'm not drunk, so I don't need to drink this."

his tone. . .Much like being jealous.