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

Chapter 450 Really, don't want to touch me?
It's just that you turn a blind eye and close one eye.

"Jiang Suyue is coming, is there any movement?"

"I heard she was looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Guan Yuyi also became interested for a moment, and then asked aloud.

Zhiwu shook her head when she heard the words, "No matter how much I inquired about this matter, I didn't find out about it. Left and right, Jiang Xie is already helping her find it, and it should be found soon."

"Just watch, don't let the Jiang family get out of my control." Guan Yuyi's eyes gradually turned cold, and he continued.

"Yes."

Zhiwu nodded.

For several days, Mr. Fu Sheng stayed in Jinghua Palace.

But for several days in a row, Jin Xuanjing never once touched Mr. Fu Sheng, and never even behaved in the slightest perverse way.

This day and night, Mr. Fu Sheng saw that Jin Xuanjing in front of him had already changed his clothes, lay down on the couch, and then also sat on the couch.

"Jin Xuanjing."

Mr. Fu Sheng looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were indifferent and full of deep meaning.

Jin Xuanjing looked at the woman in front of her with noble and coquettish eyebrows, and the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows made her face even more beautiful. She was wearing a plain white underwear, and her beautiful black hair was loosely attached to her side. The mirror-like faces matched each other, and after a long while, Jin Xuanjing's deep voice was a little hoarse, with some smiles, but if you listen carefully, you can also hear the depressive color in it.

"Sheng'er, what's the matter?"

"Today, you don't count as touching me?" Mr. Fu Sheng stared straight at Jin Xuanjing with his deep black eyes, and asked aloud. An ordinary woman would have blushed already, but Mr. Fu Sheng now It's not easy to just feel that something is wrong, and it's not easy to realize it.

"Sheng'er, there are a lot of memorials these days..."

Are there too many memorials?But more times in the past, he didn't see him tired, and he even got angry with her intentionally or unintentionally in the imperial study.

"Really, you really don't want to touch me?"

All of a sudden, Mr. Fu Sheng had already pressed the person under his body, the white inner garment was loose, and the clothes were not neatly opened, and he could see the beautiful collarbone and the alluring snow-white scenery.

Jin Xuanjing raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his noble face was still indifferent, showing a little coolness, the Xu Guang outside gradually turned white, and the moonlight reflecting his brows and eyes was like a practice, just rightly warmed by the flowing light from those black eyes. Cool to garnish.

The woman's clothes were disheveled, her black hair lingered in front of her body, and her delicate body was pressed against the man's body. What was even more troublesome was that Jin Xuanjing would be overjoyed if this had been put aside in the past.

But now, it is a kind of torture.

"Really, don't want to touch me?"

Mr. Fu Sheng leaned over slowly, the corners of Zhu Yu's lips curled up with a touch of nighttime beauty, his cool voice was still pleasant, but the words made people think about it.

Jin Xuanjing's eyes were dark, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, he had no choice but to roll the balls of his throat, and then endured the scorching heat in his eyes, "Sheng'er, it's already very late."

"Huh? But, the emperor's body doesn't seem to want to go to bed."

Fu Shengjun chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the beautiful plain hand gently slid down from his abdomen, causing Jin Xuanjing to subconsciously reach out and grab the wrist.

"Sheng'er."

Jin Xuanjing looked at Mr. Fu Sheng helplessly.

No man can bear the woman he likes to tease him like this.

"Jin Xuanjing, are you really not going to tell me the reason why you didn't touch me today?"

Fu Shengjun then looked at Jin Xuanjing indifferently, but then sat aside with a quiet and cold expression.

(End of this chapter)