Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 183 You want me to drag you to hell with me
After that, before Mr. Fu Sheng came to Jin Xuanjing's room, he watched Jin Xuanjing walk towards him.

"Are you feeling better? Last night, I saw that Little Huangshu's complexion didn't look very good."

Jin Xuanjing then asked with pursed lips, his deep voice was still pleasant, and before Fu Shengjun could respond, he reached out and held Fu Shengjun's hand.

"Why is it still cold?"

Jin Xuanjing frowned, then raised his eyes to Mr. Fu Sheng, and asked aloud.

"Just go back to Feng Ye earlier."

Seeing the worried look of the person in front of him, Mr. Fu Sheng said calmly, and then pulled out his hand calmly.

Hearing this, Jin Xuanjing's eyes flickered slightly, and then he remembered that his little boy's body was bone cold, and he had to rely on the incense to slightly suppress the coldness in his body.

Right now, it's also suffering from my own little things, but at this time, women are prone to cold.

"Let's go."

Jin Xuanjing nodded, and then got into the carriage with Mr. Fu Sheng.

However, when Mr. Fu Sheng got into the carriage, within a short while, Mr. Fu Sheng suddenly felt a strength in his waist, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been pulled into his arms.

"Come to think of it, little Huangshu won't reject the closeness between you and me?"

Jin Xuanjing then raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the cold person in front of him, but slowly rubbed the abdomen of the person in his arms.

"you……"

Mr. Fu Sheng frowned, and just wanted to break free, but he had to admit that this embrace was really warm and drove away a lot of chills, and the wide and hot palms seemed to be massaging her abdomen bit by bit, strangely, the abdomen The dull pain gradually disappeared.

"Uncle Huang, take a rest first, and I will call you later."

Jin Xuanjing then hooked his lips and added, "Little Huangshu knows my temperament."

"..."

Mr. Fu Sheng was silent.

Indeed, she was a little embarrassed when she was a rascal.

Mr. Fu Sheng then set his eyes on the bandaged palm, but the fingers that were originally slender as bamboo were mostly covered, and some blood was faintly seeped.

"Jin Xuanjing, you want me to drag you to hell with me."

Mr. Fu Sheng closed his eyes, and that indifferent voice sounded slowly, allowing Jin Xuanjing to hug him in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Okay, it's up to you to pull."

The ends of Jin Xuanjing's narrow and long eyes were elongated even more, with hooked lips, the bottom of his eyes were like stars and autumn moons, with a touch of doting, in which the color was as soft as the night, which was even more difficult to detect.

Mr. Fu Sheng was silent, but Jin Xuanjing knew that the person in front of him had heard it.

He is not in a hurry, and he will be with her for a long time in this life.

But the Palace of the Mausoleum is a different experience.

"You said, you have been abolished by Fu Shengjun's people?"

Jin He looked at the person in front of him with an ugly expression, and then asked.

"Well, Jin He, you...you don't want me, do you?"

The woman in white endured the pain, her eyes fixed on the man in front of her.

If it wasn't for the man in front of her, she wouldn't go to Xijiang, let alone harm those men every day.

In the end, she still wanted to make herself worth something so that she could stay by his side.

"What do you say?"

Jin He sneered, and was even more annoyed in his heart. He couldn't help it, stepped forward a few steps, squatted down, pinched the woman's cheek with one hand, and said viciously, "Who told you to touch Jin Xuanjing?"

He had an accident in Xijiang, and it was all to find trouble for him.

Sooner or later, Liu Anyi and Yun Ye both came to him.

(End of this chapter)