Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 381 It's all your fault
Although his voice was small, he was very determined, and his eyes were sharp and nervous.

Situ Qingming saw the protection in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that our fourth prince also has a crush on that stinky girl."

He paused in these words, his eyes wandered between Feng Nuanyang and Si Yanyu, then he took back the silver needle in his hand, and returned to his idle look: "When did you fall in love with that girl?" I'm very curious, except for her bad mouth, bad temper, and vicious heart, she really can't find any good points. Why does this girl, who is not a womanizer and a playboy, like her?
Under those sharp eyes, Si Yanyu felt a little unnatural, and he didn't expect to see it.

He didn't deny it either, looking at the girl who was winking in this direction, pity and reluctance flashed in his heart, and he said in a calm voice: "She is my friend, you are not allowed to touch her for my sake." .”

He knows Situ Qingming's character, this person smiles at you on the surface, but in fact he is a ruthless master who is good at inflicting poison, and worried that he is secretly playing tricks, he hastily added: "This is an order."

Situ Qingming raised his eyebrows. Although he and Si Yanyu had lost their identities, they were considered brothers, but the regent and the king were not at odds. Nanhui's military power had always been in the hands of his adoptive father. Prince, but there is still no such thing as an order.

Now it's for a woman... He thought of the crescent-shaped birthmark on that woman's body, and suddenly felt relieved. The development of this matter really became more and more interesting.

Situ Qingming's cloudy eyes suddenly opened up, and the corners of her mouth curled up, but she didn't care about that girl's offense, and she would cry sometime in the future.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the small movements of the two people opposite, but she didn't hear what they said, but she was always feeling uneasy when she saw the smirk on the corner of the pervert's mouth.

At this time, the dancing and music stopped, the beauties took their curtain call, and dispersed one after another. They walked to the man's table and poured wine lightly.

There is also one opposite Feng Nuanyang, so close, she can naturally see the woman's eyes carefully looking around, as well as those blushing eyes with longing.

When the glass of wine was filled, the dancer carefully picked it up and presented it, before Ming Qianjue could react, she quickly snatched it with one hand and drank it down in one gulp.

Due to the speed, she choked on the spicy wine, coughed fiercely, and her eyes were covered with mist.

"Silly girl!" Ming Qianjue hastily stretched out his hand to comfort her, took clear water and fed it to her mouth.

Feng Nuanyang panted lightly, and after calming down, he stared fiercely at the man with a smile in his eyes: "It's all your fault!"

She reached out and pinched his thigh directly, and twisted it hard. This man must have done it on purpose to make her angry and jealous on purpose.

"My lord, I'll pour you another cup!" The voice of a yellow warbler coming out of the valley sounded timidly.

Ming Qianjue frowned, and stretched out his big palm to cover the mouth of the cup: "Back first."

The voice was cold and repulsive, which made the dancer holding the flagon flinch, with mist in her eyes, stood up in fear, and dodged aside.

His actions made Feng Nuanyang feel relieved, but she still felt uncomfortable thinking about his eyes stuck to the woman's body just now.

She was bored like this until the banquet was over, and after An Sheng returned home, she didn't say a word to Ming Qianjue.

(End of this chapter)