Silly Concubine of the Poison King

Drunk women always like to mess around, and so does Feng Mixian.She couldn't listen to Mu Jinfeng's words at all, she leaned on Mu Jinfeng with all her strength, and she leaned her head lightly on his neck, rubbing the delicate skin of his neck with her nose.

Mu Jinfeng has never been so close to a woman before, and how could he encounter such a battle.This special tenderness and touch made him feel a burning sensation all over his body.

At the moment, the warmth that spread along the wind and even the steady beating rhythm of the heart made him feel a little drowsy.However, he was still able to hold on to his own line of defense and control the situation, without overturning his already crumbling rationality.

It's a pity that Feng Mixian didn't seem to intend to let him go so easily, but her movements became more violent, rubbing back and forth in his warm and firm arms.

Under the watery moonlight, that usually cold and steady face turned slightly red, but at this moment he had no choice but to reach out and hug her to stop her dawdling, he hesitated to speak several times, and it took a long while before he turned numb. Looking at Duding, there was an inexplicable wry smile on his face: "Now I finally understand the purpose of the incompatibility between men and women stipulated by the ancients. It is the first time I have experienced this feeling since I was a child. How tormenting." Immediately, he glanced at Feng Mixian who was in his arms with burning eyes, and added: "I will never let you touch alcohol again."

But Feng Mixian seemed to understand this sentence suddenly, and giggled, and said with a big tongue: "It's good...it's delicious...and...you have to drink it."

Mu Jinfeng made a serious face on purpose to scare her, "No more drinking."

Feng Mixian curled her lips immediately, and muttered aggrievedly in a small voice: "I won't give...you drink...you make...hate..."

Mu Jinfeng frowned immediately when he heard the words, and because it was difficult to suppress the inexplicable irritability in his chest with such a sentence, he even got into a fight with a drunk, "Don't say you hate it."

"Don't say...just...don't say..." Feng Mi nodded pitifully.

Mu Jinfeng was immediately satisfied, and his face began to soften a little.

Feng Mixian twisted her body a little irritably due to the drunkenness on her head, and murmured with half-opened eyes, her tone soft as if she was coquettish: "Mu...Mu Jinfeng...you are really... cold when you have a cold face... It's ugly...scares...scares me."

Mu Jinfeng's back was stiff, and he couldn't see his expression at the moment.After a while, he softened and said softly, "It won't happen in the future."

"Mmm, um—" Moaned feebly, Feng Mixian approached his face, her drunken face suddenly smiled wickedly, and pointed at him with her weak hands: "But... when it's ridiculous ...It's like a monster...a monster...a big...big monster who provokes peach...peach blossoms."

Mu Jinfeng smiled helplessly, "There is no peach blossom." It seemed that he really had nothing to do with her.

"Okay, okay." Looking at him with charming eyes, Feng Mi giggled, exhaled like blue, and suddenly turned into a well-behaved kitten.

Mu Jinfeng responded in a low voice, and was surrounded by her scorching skin and breath invisibly. Everything about him was as hot as a flame.As they looked at each other, their breathing stopped, and even the atmosphere became extraordinarily charming.

"It's time to go back, or you will lure the people below." He whispered, as if smiling slightly, with a hint of teasing in his expression.Feng Mixian actually calmed down just like that, not as difficult as it was at the beginning.

Mu Jinfeng picked her up, stepped lightly, tiptoed, and leaped down lightly with lightness kung fu.Feng Mi wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, and put her limp hands into his neck.

After the wind blew, her mind regained a bit of clarity, but her mind was dizzy, her mouth and eyes were hazy, and she was very uncomfortable. However, she could still half-open her drunken eyes, thinking that she was flying in mid-air at this moment, and couldn't help screaming a few times. The sentence "Birdman Flying".

After Mu Jinfeng's feet landed on the ground, the person in his arms seemed to be a little displeased. He sniffed and complained nonchalantly. However, he was filled with infinite grievances, and he muttered in a nasal voice: "This is a broken...a broken place...you can't fly...I want to go back to my place..."

Sensing the grievance and frustration in her words, Mu Jinfeng lowered his head, and his eyes, which were as black as ink, locked on her intently. Clearing the shadow of the source, the deep voice is like a god, gentle and solemn: "Where is your place?"

Even though she was completely drunk, Feng Mixian still maintained her vigilance as before, and muttered: "I can't tell you a secret."

Mu Jinfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if something was gathering in his pupils, accumulating into an impenetrable depth.

In the end, he didn't send Feng Mixian back to Ding'anhou's mansion, but directly returned to Fengwang's mansion.

Along the way, Mu Jinfeng turned a blind eye to everyone's shocked and stunned gazes, picked up Feng Mixian in his arms and strode away very naturally, turned left and right to the side room in the courtyard, and kicked open a room The door went in, and the person who was seventy percent drunk was carefully placed on the bed covered with fur.

As soon as she touched the pillow, Feng Mixian closed her eyes, dimly feeling that someone covered her with a quilt, lowered the curtain, and lit the incense in the room.She took a deep breath of the faint fragrance in a daze, and fell asleep for a moment.

Mu Jinfeng first sent someone to the Marquis of Ding'an to bring a message to Nanny Ling, and then ordered someone to bring washing things.Because there is no maidservant in the entire Fengwang Mansion, and some are just servants, so all actions are much more swift.

However, Mu Jinfeng seemed to intend to do everything by himself.

"My lord, why don't you come down?" A young man dressed in black with a stern expression stood beside Mu Jinfeng. He was Leng Yi, Mu Jinfeng's most capable subordinate, and also his shadow guard. lead.

From the moment Mu Jinfeng carried Feng Mixian into the mansion, not to mention the other servants, even he was dumbfounded.He still hasn't accepted this seemingly weird fact up to now, and he can't help but be frightened by the sight in front of him. Is this man with a gentle expression still their previous cold, ruthless, wise and powerful master who never approached women? ?He expressed deep doubts!

Ever since he joined his master, he has never seen any woman he brought back to the mansion, any woman within three feet of him, let alone any other close contact.However, at this moment, his master not only personally carried a woman back to the mansion, but also washed her with his own hands. Isn't this going to change the rhythm of the sky? !