Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 570 It's Not Enjoyment, It's Torture
"So it's just that I don't dislike it," Ming Qianjue's voice was full of disappointment and depression, and his whole person sank.

Feng Nuanyang felt his emotions fluctuate, and his heart tightened, knowing that he had had a hard time these years, so he quickly comforted him: "I like you." Even if his hair turns gray, he is still her best, and he is still her man, So far, she hadn't thought about replacing him.

Hearing her confession, Ming Qianjue had a flash of success in his eyes, quickly covered it up, continued to calm down, and rubbed her back with one hand: "How much do you like it?"

Feng Nuanyang thought that he still cared about his hair, so he pinched his hair and waved it in front of him: "Actually, you are still very handsome now, as long as this hair color is on your body, I like it! "

Ming Qianjue felt at ease, thinking how could he be so lucky to marry such a good wife?
He was happy in his heart, but his face was calm, and a calculation flashed in his eyes: "If you like someone, will you accompany him to do the things you like?"

Feng Nuanyang nodded and leaned on his chest, forgetting the pain in his body. It is also a kind of happiness to be able to snuggle up with the man he loves at this moment. Since the incident happened, she is his wife. should experience.

"Nuanyang, I like you too," Ming Qianjue raised his eyebrows, in a happy mood, sniffing the scent that belonged to her. Instead, he didn't feel the bitterness that he had experienced in these years.

Feng Nuanyang nodded her head pecking at the rice, she was really tired and had no energy left.

Seeing her exhausted appearance, Ming Qianjue quickly took the bowl and fed her again.

Feng Nuanyang didn't refuse this time. Now that he has figured it out, he can't be blamed. It's not easy for him. There must be a lot of worry about the white hair on his head. She has to make him happy in the future. .

The delicious porridge flowed down her throat. It was warm and made her feel better. He was considerate and knew how to prepare food for her. If the merits and demerits were equal, she would forgive him for being rude just now.

The smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth, before she could take it back, rang in her ears: "Nuanyang, I really like what I did with you just now, when you are full, let's continue."

"Ahem..." Feng Nuanyang choked, and continued?The color of her face turned pale, if this kind of thing continued one more time, her old life would be over.

"Don't!" She refused decisively, her eyes were serious, and there was no room for negotiation: "Don't even think about it, just this time, don't even try to bully me in the future." She said this time, she won't do it next time. That girl couldn't believe it.

Ming Qianjue narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Didn't you just say that you like me and are willing to accompany me to do whatever I like?"

His voice contained accusations and accusations, and he looked at her with cold eyes, as if accusing her of saying nothing.

"Except for that matter, other things are fine, and I can follow you." Feng Nuanyang was exhausted and miserable, and she must not go through that kind of tragic event a second time.

"It was me who did the hard work just now, and you didn't move," Ming Qian was absolutely dissatisfied: "Didn't you enjoy it just now?"

Feng Nuanyang felt that her whole body was not happy, what did she mean that she didn't work hard, she enjoyed it a lot?
She's crying, okay?It was not uncomfortable at all, the pain seemed to split the person in half.

"I don't call it enjoyment, it's torture. You can move by yourself with endless strength, don't drag me!"

(End of this chapter)