Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 56 You were nervous about me just now?
Feng Yuanche looked at her inner defense, and smiled lightly, like a spring flower blooming: "Cousin, don't worry, I'm not such a stingy person."

Feng Nuanyang didn't have time to let go of his heart, he said next sentence: "He looks so good, I don't want to part with it."

Feng Nuanyang immediately felt bad when she heard this sentence. She knew in her memory that the third prince was an outlier in the royal family. He was already in his twenties, and he didn't have a roommate yet. Hearing his ambiguous words at this moment Looking at his lingering gaze, she immediately felt alarm bells ringing in her heart, and hurriedly moved in front of Ming Qianjue to block his fiery gaze.

"Third prince, are you hungry?" Feng Nuanyang asked considerately, his eyes gleaming.

Feng Yuanche knew to some extent that this cousin liked to look at her face. Judging from how obsessed she was with him just now, this should slow down his eating rhythm. He nodded quickly: "You say that, but I'm a little hungry." I have to take this opportunity to tease Ming Qianjue who is usually quiet.

"Then I won't delay my cousin, Mr. Qin must have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you, bye," she hurriedly pulled Ming Qianjue, and left without looking back.

Feng Yuanche opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and stood on the spot, the smug smile on Ming Qianjue's mouth was exceptionally obvious, he smiled wryly and shook his head, he really didn't expect his always gentle aunt to give birth to such a quirky daughter.

However, this solved the big trouble that had plagued him for a long time. The corner of Feng Yuanche's mouth curled up with an arc of determination. Looking at the back that carried him away, Ming Qianjue, even though his body had shrunk now, was still the ever-victorious Fengyuan Dynasty. General, he holds half of Feng Yuan's troops, it seems that he has to curry favor with this little cousin.

Feng Nuanyang led Ming Qianjue into the room, then turned around to make sure that the third prince hadn't followed, so he relaxed, let go of his hand, and went into his bedroom without saying a word.

Ming Qianjue's originally suppressed heart improved a bit, but at this moment she suddenly ignored her indifferently, feeling a little displeased at once, turned around and planned to go back to the house, but the foot that had just stepped over the threshold hesitated, and he turned to look Looking at the back room opposite, I still feel uneasy.

In the end, he still had the cheek to come to Feng Nuanyang's room. Seeing her back turned to him, he didn't know what she was doing. He pretended to cough twice: "Are you nervous about me just now?"

After saying this, his face was full of suspicious blush.

Feng Nuanyang clenched the scissors tightly, thinking of Hua Fu's words today, a fire lingered in her heart, she stood up abruptly, pressed the scissors on the table, turned around and said coldly: "No!"

Ming Qianjue's eyes darkened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze. His eyes naturally fell on the thing she was tinkering with just now. It was a pile of cloth strips. When he looked closely, the cloth strips were the same color as his previous clothes. The fabric is consistent, that's his clothes!

He walked to the table and gave her a weird look: "You stole my clothes just to cut them for fun?"

How much hatred should it be to cut it like this?Ming Qianjue secretly sighed, obviously he made her angry again.

"Could it be that you think that? I originally bought these clothes with money, and I cut them as soon as I wanted," Feng Nuanyang snorted coldly, thinking that this brat would go to a brothel wearing the clothes she bought with money. , She was so angry that her lungs hurt.

(End of this chapter)