Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 22 Feng Nuanyang, you are shameless!
What is she thinking?Feng Nuanyang's face suddenly heated up, and her fair cheeks were stained with a thick rouge color. She actually thought of his body under the dim yellow light that day.

What a shame!Thinking of her new women in the 21st century, she has seen the body of a man, how could she think of the body of this little kid.

She looked at him a little bit dodgyly, but actually looked at him carefully, he was still better looking than any child she had ever seen, he must be a heartthrob when he grows up.

What a pity for such a good seedling!

"Feng Nuanyang!" Ming Qianjue's face turned from red to blue, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the woman opposite who didn't restrain his gaze.

This is the first time he called her name, Feng Nuanyang hurriedly looked away and waved his hands: "I didn't think about anything..."

Ming Qianjue's face was livid: "Get out of the way!"

Feng Nuanyang's heart trembled, he pressed closer to the door, and looked straight into his angry eyes stubbornly.

Ming Qianjue didn't want to get entangled with her anymore, he stepped forward a few steps, reached out to grab her wrist, and pulled her hard to the side.

Feng Nuanyang knew his plan, she didn't expect the boy who was obviously a head shorter than herself to be surprisingly strong, she was dragged up by him, and the world spun, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to hug his arm in fear: "Ming Qianjue, you are my master, and the master has to protect the safety of the apprentice. You can't leave, and you are not allowed to leave!"

Her warm body was pressed against him tightly, and her voice was a little aggrieved: "You are the only friend I have."

Her eyes were red and filled with tears, and she hugged him pitifully, for fear of being abandoned by him.

Ming Qianjue was angry in his heart, but what happened, at this moment he felt a bit of hesitation and intolerance.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was dazed, Feng Nuanyang smiled triumphantly, and sprinkled a handful of white powder with his hand.

"You!" Ming Qianjue felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, his body swayed, his whole body was limp, and he had no strength left.

Feng Nuanyang hastily stretched out her hands to hug him, preventing him from falling to the ground, she dragged him to a nearby chair with difficulty and sat down, then stood up and took a few breaths: "Don't blame me either."

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist, and feeling the resentful gaze from the opposite side, she carefully bent down, stretched out her hand to pinch his chin, and forcibly poured the water from the small porcelain bottle into his mouth.

He gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with hatred, just to prevent her from succeeding.

Seeing the water dripping from the corner of his mouth, Feng Nuanyang didn't expect that he was still holding on at this time, she had to feed this to him today and take down this little brat!
She squinted her eyes slightly, looked at his stubborn and unyielding appearance, and hooked the corners of her mouth: "Yujin."

Hearing the sound, Yujin hurriedly opened the door and walked in, afraid of seeing that cruel gaze, she lowered her head and walked directly to Ming Qianjue, picked up the things the master gave her before, reached out to take off his boots, Then he picked up a feather and gently stroked the soles of his feet.

Although Ming Qianjue was weak all over, his physical senses were still very keen, especially since he was still practicing martial arts, his sense of touch was twice as strong as that of ordinary people.

He gritted his teeth at first, but later his face became a little bit forbearing, with fine sweat dripping from his forehead, and a thin red thread appeared from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Nuanyang was startled, she never expected him to be so patient, she pursed her lips, stretched her hand over, and pinched his cheek.

"Feng Nuanyang, you are shameless!" Sensing her actions, Ming Qianjue looked resentful.

Taking advantage of the moment he spoke, Feng Nuanyang quickly grabbed his chin again, not allowing him to shut up, and directly poured the medicine from the porcelain bottle into his mouth.She kept forcing him to swallow before she put down her hand in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)