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

Chapter 82 Enjoy, the head card of the Spring Breeze Pavilion

After saying that, she pulled Yu Xiaohan onto the bed without hesitation, and put down the brocade tent.

"Princess Shengqing, you are not so bold." At first, Yu Xiaohan thought Feng Qianya was joking with him, but she didn't expect that she would dare to sleep in bed with him.

Feng Qianya's slender green feathers trembled slightly, rippling, the beautiful smile on the corners of her lips bloomed seductively, and those clear apricot eyes were seductive, which made her even more beautiful.

Yu Xiaohan stared at her with downcast eyes, those charming dark eyes were dyed with hot light bit by bit, he asked himself that he had seen countless women, and he had never seen a woman like Feng Qianya who could easily move his heart .

Although he is not a person who can sit still, he will not touch a woman easily, but at this moment he has a wave of impulsiveness.

If he was teasing her when he was in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, but at this moment, he is sincere.

His white fingers lightly picked her sharp chin, and there was a hint of seriousness in his charming eyes, "Are you really willing to be my woman?"

Feng Qianya's crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, and a blue wave-like smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Suddenly, she put her hands on his vigorous chest, turned over, and pressed him on her body.

At this time, there was only a "bang", and the door was kicked open fiercely.

"Feng~qian~ya~" Xuanyuan Mochen turned the wheelchair and came in, seeing the faded robes on the ground, his coquettish phoenix eyes surged with fury like a storm, and a thick haze shrouded his handsome face , My heart ached as if someone had inserted a sharp knife into it.

He turned the wheelchair angrily and stepped forward. With a wave of his sleeves, the brocade curtain was lifted open.

But when the brocade tent was opened, Feng Qianya took the opportunity to turn over and get out of bed, and pulled up Xuanyuan Mochen who was in the wheelchair with all her strength, pushing him onto the bed.

Her crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, and the smile on her lips was like blue waves, "Baby, enjoy it, this is the top brand of Chunfeng Restaurant! The service must be very good."

After saying that, Feng Qianya picked up her robe on the ground and put it on, picked up the robe that Yu Xiaohan had taken off, and quickly walked out of the room.

After coming out, she immediately closed the door and locked it.

Looking back at the locked door, the corners of her lips curled into a bewitching curve.

Seeing this, Tong'er came forward, looked at her puzzled and asked: "Miss, why did you lock the prince in the room?"

The corners of Feng Qianya's lips curled up in a coquettish way, and she was about to speak out, but she heard the sound of "bang bang bang" coming from the room.

"Miss, there seems to be a fight in the room?" Tong'er, who also heard the voice, looked at Feng Qianya worriedly and said.

Feng Qianya's crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, her apricot eyes were squinting at the door, and the smile on her lips faded a little. She didn't unlock the lock until there was no movement in the room, and stretched out her hand to push the door open.

But she saw that her room was in a mess as if an atomic bomb had been dropped on it. Her bed had collapsed and the room was in a mess.

Xuanyuan Mochen was still sitting in the wheelchair, his eyes were cold and murderous, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips.

Staring at the trace of blood on the corner of his lips, Feng Qianya's heart tightened inexplicably, her clear apricot eyes unconsciously flashed a touch of cruelty, her sharp eyes shot at Yu Xiaohan, but she saw him The corner of his lips also overflowed with blood, and it seemed that he was hurt slightly more than Xuanyuan Mochen.

(End of this chapter)