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

Chapter 148 Baby, teased me again
Hearing this, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her lips was as dazzling as a blooming lotus flower. Her fingers as thin as onion roots lightly picked his firm jaw, with a hint of teasing and teasing in her tone, "If I say chicken legs It’s delicious, do you want to make~chicken?”

Feng Qianya had a deep meaning to the word "make a chicken", but Xuanyuan Mochen was not from the 21st century, so naturally he couldn't hear it.

"Being a chicken?" Xuanyuan Mochen looked at Feng Qianya suspiciously. Seeing her radiant smile, he closed his eyes, his sharp eyes wishing to pierce her skin, although he didn't know the "do it" in her mouth. "Chicken" will have a special meaning, but how can his majestic King Shengqing be a chicken, how can he be an animal?
Damn, she was teasing him again.

His face darkened, a trace of anger gathered in his coquettish phoenix eyes, and his crimson lips pursed lightly, "Feng Qianya, are you teasing me again?"

Seeing that his face was very ugly, Feng Qianya squinted her eyes and smiled, and said in a flat tone: "Honey, I didn't tease you, I just asked if you want to be a chicken?"

"Feng-qian-ya!" Xuanyuan Mochen let out a roar, staring at her with piercing eyes, leaning his crimson lips to her ear, and said word by word: "If you dare to tease this king again, believe it or not! Regardless of my promise to you, this king will do you today, and you will not be able to get out of bed for a month, let's see how you can attract bees and butterflies to this king."

After saying this, he turned over and lay beside Feng Qianya, tightened his arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms, gently rubbing her white forehead with his resolute jaw, his deep voice mixed with a hint of hoarseness , "Ya'er, I am looking forward to the day when you are willing to hand you over to me. I hope you won't make me wait too long, okay?"

His deep and hoarse voice turned very gentle in the end, with a hint of pleading.

The crimson lips pressed against her fair forehead, imprinting a heavy kiss.

When his kiss fell, Feng Qianya's heart trembled, as if Xuanyuan Mochen didn't kiss her forehead, but her heart.

The corners of her lips raised a little unconsciously, as if a warm current poured into her heart, nourishing her heart.

She didn't reply to Xuanyuan Mochen's words, but leaned quietly in his arms for a rare occasion, and gradually closed her eyes. His firm embrace gave her an extremely peaceful feeling.

After a while, her even breathing came from Xuanyuan Mochen's arms, and she actually fell asleep in his arms.

Hearing her even breathing, Xuanyuan Mochen tightened his arms, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a little, he closed his eyes, and felt every moment he was with her. Every minute and every second.

For five days in a row, Xuanyuan Mochen came to Feng Qianya's Yuexi Pavilion whenever he had nothing to do. When he saw her eating, he would accompany her, and when she saw her sleeping, he would hug her.

Therefore, the two spent the past five days relatively harmoniously.

This made Tong'er, Fengying and the others very happy, as long as their concubine doesn't anger the prince, they will be Amitabha.

Today is the birthday of the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe, and Feng Qianya got up early today for the first time, and did not sleep until she woke up naturally.

For the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe, she has respect in her heart, and feels that he is actually a very loving elder.

"Miss, today is the emperor's birthday, which one is the lady going to wear?" Tong'er looked at Feng Qianya happily and said, took three more gorgeous dresses and went to her.

(End of this chapter)