Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 64 Come here, I'll tell you
"Miss, what happened to your lips and neck?" Yu Jin pointed with his finger, then took a bronze mirror from the dressing table, and handed it over.

Feng Nuanyang's heavy head met those abnormally red lips and those unknown red marks on his neck, and he woke up suddenly.

"Miss, did anyone come in last night?" Yu Jin raised his heart and asked cautiously.

Feng Nuanyang thought for a while, then shook his head, "A good night's sleep." On the way, she had a strange dream. She was a sleeping princess, and a prince riding a white horse came to kiss her, but she didn't know what the prince looked like. See clearly, only the soft red lips are in my mind, like jelly, tastes great.

Thinking of this, Feng Nuanyang blushed and smacked his mouth.

"Miss, when you sleep, the door must be closed tightly. Although this is the Hou's mansion, it is more or less kind, just like yesterday, the second lady brought those family members into the inner courtyard," Yu Jin saw that she was fine. The appearance, finally relieved, reminded dun dun.

Feng Nuanyang touched the red and swollen lips, and glanced at the bed, "You will change everything on my bed later."

"it is good!"

After washing and washing, Feng Nuanyang walked into the hall. To her surprise, Ming Qianjue, who usually couldn't find anyone, was already sitting at the table at this moment.

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her eyes were more unnatural, but she still found a seat to sit down.

When she was about to reach out to get something, the person opposite stood up and served her porridge and steamed buns very neatly.

Under his fiery gaze, she picked up a steamed bun and slowly tore and chewed it, but she still didn't dare to raise her head.

The room was quiet, Yujin saw that the two got along very harmoniously, so he quickly withdrew.

When the two get along, his sense of presence is even more obvious. Feng Nuanyang quickly tore up a steamed bun, then picked up the bowl and directly poured a mouthful of porridge, then stood up, intending to go out to get some air.

"You are very different today," Ming Qianjue asked suddenly.

Feng Nuanyang's footsteps stopped, his eyes fell on his calm face, he was a little puzzled, "What's different?"

Ming Qianjue smiled lightly, hooked his hand towards her, "Come here, I'll tell you."

Feng Nuanyang looked at his wicked smile, the green light in her eyes immediately alerted her, she took a few steps back, and asked suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

Ming Qianjue saw that this move didn't work for her, and seeing the defensive appearance of her chest protector, he remembered how he kissed her fair body last night. fiery.

Feeling the strong aggressive gaze, Feng Nuanyang felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly raised his foot, but heard: "Your lips are red and swollen, and your face is also flushed abnormally. You must also have red spots on your body..."

He spoke slowly, but every sentence was true, Feng Nuanyang suspiciously restrained the urge to leave again, "How do you know?" Did he sneak into her room last night, did he do something to himself? Shame?
The more she thought about it, the more surprised she became, and the more angry she became. On the verge of eruption, Ming Qianjue coughed twice, stood up and walked to her, and under her angry gaze, stretched out his hand and began to undress.

"What are you doing?" Feng Nuanyang hurriedly scolded, stretched out his hand to cover his face, and wanted to run out, but he grabbed his wrist and forcibly pulled him back.

(End of this chapter)