The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 101 Bold, throw it into the hut

Fengying stepped forward, imitating Feng Qianya's way of looking at people, and squinting at Concubine Lian at a 45-degree angle, the corners of her lips twitched uncontrollably, her handsome eyebrows frowned, and she said with some sympathy: "Lian Fang Concubine, offended, who is not easy to provoke, why do you want to offend Wangfei? Sigh!"

After the words fell, Fengying dragged Concubine Lian to Chugong's hut in the palace with the momentum of an eagle catching a chick.

There was ten miles of stink, Feng Yingjun frowned slightly, his expression was very painful, why was he always the one who got hurt?Sooner or later he wants to exchange with Ye Sha, he protects the prince in the dark and lets Ye Sha take his place.

Xuanyuan Mochen entered Yuexi Pavilion in a wheelchair and directly entered Feng Qianya's room.

Her even breathing could be heard from the brocade tent, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips. In the past few days when she married into the palace, it seemed that he was so angry that he vomited blood and wanted to kill someone, or he ate and slept.

With a wave of his robe sleeves, he closed the door, put his big white hands on the armrests, and turned the wheelchair to the front of the bed.

The big white hand gently opened the brocade curtain, and the coquettish phoenix eyes locked on the beautiful face on the bed. For a moment, he couldn't take his eyes off, let go of everything, he wished in his heart that he could sit quietly like this Watch her for life.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, his white and slender fingers traced her eyebrows, a trace of fascination flashed in his light brown pupils, and then it seemed to be poured into a deep green pool, so deep that he couldn't see clearly.

Although his actions were light, Feng Qianya had already woken up. She wanted to wait for him to leave, but he seemed to be more and more interested in stroking her face, and she didn't intend to stop.

She estimated that if he continued to touch like this, the skin on her face would be peeled off by him.

Her slender green feathers fluttered gently like butterfly feathers, and slowly opened her clear apricot eyes, staring at Xuanyuan Mochen with a trace of confusion, the corners of her lips raised slightly, picking out a pretty arc, crisp and smiling With a lazy and hoarse voice, "Baby, have you touched enough?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's slender fingers caressed her pink lips recklessly, her coquettish phoenix eyes burned with hot light little by little, her handsome face was covered with deep and blurred colors, her crimson lips were pursed into a charming With a radian, the deep and crisp voice seemed intoxicating, "Not enough, Feng Qianya, how dare you throw Concubine Lian into the hut?"

Speaking of this, his pupils full of hot light looked deeply into the bottom of her deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through the abyss at the bottom of her eyes, his eyes were sharp and scorching, his throat seemed to be on fire, and his voice was extremely dark. Dumb and charming, "Feng Qianya, is there anything else you dare not do? Throwing Concubine Lian into the latrine, how did you come up with it? I really want to pry open your head to see what you have inside. What is it?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's voice was low and charming, there was no anger, no ruthlessness, no blame in his words, instead there was a trace of appreciation and interest, and there was a doting hidden in the words that even he himself hadn't noticed.

Feng Qianya saw that there was no anger or blame in his words, she raised her eyebrows like a painting, and the smile on her lips was three-pointed. She stretched out her hand to pull his fingers caressing her lips, but her little hand was wrapped by his big white hand stop.

The scorching heat of his palm was transmitted to hers, she trembled slightly, and wanted to pull out the hand held by him, but he held it tightly, the hot flame burning in those coquettish pupils , as if to melt her.

(End of this chapter)