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

Chapter 33 Distressed, A Rare Gentle Kiss

Hearing her words, the corners of Xuanyuan Mochen's lips twitched lightly, and the next second, his eyes turned cold, and his big white hands struck her neck.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya squinted her almond eyes, tilted her neck, and clasped his wrist nimbly.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen stared at her coldly, "Feng Qianya, you are quite capable."

Feng Qianya let go of the hand that held his wrist, lowered her eyes, the slender green feathers concealed the emotion in her eyes, she lightly pursed her lips, "Don't mess with me, pretend I don't exist."

Her tone of voice was like a thin needle sunk into the sea, which was hard to find, deep and hard to figure out, but it gave people a faint feeling of depression.

This kind of Feng Qianya made Xuanyuan Mochen feel inexplicably distressed. His knuckle-knuckle fingers lightly picked her chin, and his seductive phoenix eyes looked into her deep eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her slightly swollen lips. Lips, moving gently, as if caring for a fragile object, for fear of destroying it if the movement is too violent.

He just licked and kissed her lips without any further movement.

Feng Qianya froze for a moment, raised her eyes to stare at the handsome face that was close at hand, her slender green feathers trembled slightly, like a butterfly about to fly, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she bit his lip mischievously She didn't move her lips until she tasted the sweet blood in her mouth.

"Feng Qianya, you are presumptuous!" Pain came from his lips, Xuanyuan Mochen closed his eyes, his light brown pupils rolled up with anger, his eyes were piercing, and his big white hands grabbed her neck.

Feng Qianya smiled like blue waves on her lips, but her voice was raised by a decibel, piercing like silk and bamboo piercing the air, "I don't let anyone kiss me casually."

After the words fell, a trace of hostility flashed in her eyes.

At this time, the carriage stopped, and Fengying's voice came from outside the carriage, "My lord, my concubine, we're here."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen let go of his hand, and stared at her coldly, "The imperial palace is no better than the palace, so don't cause this king... um..."

Before Xuanyuan Mochen finished speaking, Feng Qianya took off her shoe again and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You... Feng~qian~ya~" Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes were filled with anger, that cold and murderous light seemed to pierce Feng Qianya's heart with ten thousand arrows, and he tore off the shoes from his mouth , The violent roar, the ear-piercing sound of ice is more like a sharp knife piercing the eardrum of a person.

"Boom!" He waved his lenient sleeves, and a powerful internal force shot out, and the carriage exploded violently. The wind shadow outside the carriage did not escape for a moment, and was hit and suffered internal injuries.

He bent over, his handsome brows were tightly wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. With a pale face, he took out a pill from his bosom and took it, thinking bitterly, why is he always the one who gets hurt?
This is the second time that their prince has destroyed the carriage with such a rage since he married the new princess. I really don't know that their new princess is so angry with their prince.

Seeing Xuanyuan Mochen blowing up the carriage again, Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, got off the carriage as calmly as water, put on the brocade shoe gracefully, walked to Fengying's side, lowered her eyes, and looked at the carriage at 45 degrees. He squinted at him and said, "Don't prepare a carriage for that loser in the future, prepare to pull an ox cart!"

"Prodigal stuff?" The corners of Fengying's mouth twitched, and he looked at Xuanyuan Mochen who was still sitting in the wheelchair.

At this moment, many court ladies and eunuchs gathered around, all looking at Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen with different expressions, some surprised, some contempt...

(End of this chapter)