Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 93 Overplayed
Ming Qianjue looked at the corner of her proud mouth, and his heart suddenly became clear, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Feng Nuanyang quickly shook his head to deny it, and puffed out his chest by the way: "You really hurt me."

Seeing her slightly guilty and flustered eyes, Ming Qianjue understood in his heart, and became even more angry that he would be bullied by a little girl. He really wanted to walk away, but he was afraid of offending this little ancestor again, so he could only suppress her. Get angry: "Don't be so naughty in the future!"

Feng Nuanyang nodded quickly, stretched out a finger, and said cautiously: "Then I will ask you one last question."

Ming Qianjue's forehead was in pain, but under her expectant gaze, she couldn't say anything serious, so she nodded, "Ask." It's best to ask all of them this time, and don't use these inexplicable things in the future. Problems came to haunt him, and now he really felt that only women were difficult to raise, but he shook his hands and left without spine.

"Then are you masculine?" Feng Nuanyang suddenly thought of the 28-year-old virgin that Feng Yuanche mentioned. This is a very serious problem. There are many modern homosexuals. Well, even Feng Yuanche, that unfeminine man, couldn't help but look at him a few more times, then there will definitely be other men who miss him in the future, this is not okay, she must strangle this sign to death in the cradle .

Ming Qianjue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and a storm condensed on his body in an instant, he gritted his teeth: "Feng Nuanyang, I really want to strangle you to death!"

Feng Nuanyang swallowed his saliva, touched his still intact neck, and felt a little guilty: "I'm just asking..."

"You've been thinking about something in your head all day long, and each one is more absurd than the other," Ming Qianjue hated iron and steel, and wanted to have the urge to hit someone, but under her pitiful eyes, he He took a deep breath, pointed at the door, and said coldly, "Get out!"

Feng Nuanyang realized that he had played too much. After all, he was an ancient person, and his modern thinking was different. If she was so shocking, it was enough to make him have the urge to go berserk.

However, if she couldn't get the answer, she would feel restless like a cat's paw.

"Don't make me say it a third time, get out!" Ming Qianjue's voice suddenly became severe, and he looked at her coldly.

Feng Nuanyang's body trembled, this was the first time he was so angry since she drove him away that day, she whispered: "I'm sorry~"

However, Ming Qianjue was exhausted, and he didn't want to see her pitiful appearance, so he lay on the bed with his back to her.

It suddenly became cold, and the low pressure spread in the air, which made Feng Nuanyang feel nervous and afraid. She worried that if he left like this, he would disappear tomorrow. She knew nothing about his past, even if she thought about this life She just relied on him, but if he really left, she would be alone, not knowing where to find him!
"Qianjue," Feng Nuanyang stretched out a hand, but just touched him, but he ruthlessly avoided it.

"Qianjue, don't be angry, I won't ask anymore," Feng Nuanyang crawled out from the inside and smiled at him, but he didn't even look at her, just turned over and rolled to the innermost side, leaving her alone The person stays alone at the head of the bed.

Feng Nuanyang pulled the bed sheet tightly with both hands, and took a light breath. It was all his own fault, and he asked him such an idiot question in a proper manner.
(End of this chapter)