Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 17 Why are you giggling?
She stood up and walked to the bed and jumped on it, burying her whole face on the bed.

Suddenly there was a dull pain in his forehead, Feng Nuanyang covered his head and looked behind him dissatisfiedly, Ming Qianjue was sitting there.

"What are you doing?" Feng Nuanyang felt a little uncomfortable, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so dazzling.

"If you miss a man, leave him alone. Why do you look like you're going to die?" Ming Qianjue's eyes were full of contempt.

"Who said this girl wants a man!" Feng Nuanyang was a little anxious when he was told about the central matter, his cheeks were slightly red, and he stared fiercely at the 'man' who was a head shorter than himself.

Ming Qian ignored her murderous gaze, picked up an apple on the table, took a bite, and threw the other one at her.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the red apple that fell on the bed, then looked at the boy who was gnawing on himself, and struggled to sit up, "Is your wound okay?"

His face has turned rosy these days, but he didn't ask her to put any medicine on his body. He must be shy, this brat!
The corners of Ming Qianjue's mouth froze, and he stared blankly at her fair and true face under the dim yellow light, her dark eyes were shining brightly, shining like obsidian. She dug around, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to her: "Wipe this."

His knees were aching due to Xuewu's worn skin, Feng Nuanyang held the bottle in his hand, looked at his uncomfortable face, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Thank you."

Then she thought of something, she stood up and picked a seat next to him, and sat down with him, then looked at him with her chin dragged: "Do you think I look like such a hungry woman?" She was very depressed, after all, although the original owner She has a bad reputation, but she has a pure face, why does that Shu Changzhi want to dedicate himself to her?

From her point of view, she can see his tense face, sharp facial features, and strangely bright red lips stained with apple juice. I don't know which woman will be happy to be his wife in the future?Although the cold is a little bit colder, and a little boring, but she will care about people. She looks at the porcelain vase in her hand, and she feels unspeakably warm in her heart. This is probably the first person who cares about herself after time travel.

"Why are you smirking?" Ming Qianjue looked at the woman who had a grieving face just now, and now she was smirking inexplicably, the corners of her mouth twitched a little. He had lived all these years, but he didn't know that women were so strange.

Feng Nuanyang carefully put away the porcelain bottle, then held Ming Qianjue's shoulders with both hands, and moved her face closer. The two of them were only about one centimeter apart. Ming Qianjue wanted to avoid her claws uncomfortably, but she firmly pressed her down: " do not move!"

"Tsk tsk, you look so good. If I were really hungry, I would have done you a long time ago, and raised you so white and tender." She put down her hand, and when Ming Qianjue was stiff and stunned, she bit her hard. A mouthful of the apple he gave him: "I really don't know what kind of eyes those people have!" Although she hadn't come into contact with them in the past ten days or so, the strange eyes of the maids and servants in the mansion always made her uncomfortable. She had obviously changed. There are so many, and no one has discovered it!

She didn't know that men were superior to women in the Fengyuan Dynasty. Although she was a princess, it was a fact that she had two men by her side. Outsiders would not care if anything substantive happened to her.

Ming Qianjue finished biting the apple in his hand, threw away the apple core, and stood up: "If you have time to worry about these things, you might as well focus on learning martial arts. You haven't finished squatting today, remember tomorrow continue!"

Feng Nuanyang's originally tangled face became bitter in an instant, "Master, can you be less?" Let her squat for five hours a day, doing this for most of the day, she looked at her body, she was sixteen up.

(End of this chapter)