Chapter 247 I want to kiss the corner of your mouth stained with pastry
Seeing that Feng Qingyan didn't answer, Jiang Mingchuan turned to Ye Yunshen and pleaded, "My lord, Cao Min knew his mistake, Cao Min will never dare again next time, Cao Min doesn't know that this is the princess, everything is unintentional ah."

"Unintentionally? Is that intentional?"

Ye Yunshen's seemingly light sentence made Jiang Mingchuan stunned for a moment, and when he wanted to understand the meaning of this sentence, he hurriedly explained, "No, no, the grass people didn't mean it, please forgive me, my lord and princess. .”

"Dare to do this unintentionally. If it is intentional, then it's okay?" Ye Yunshen waved his hand, opened the jade fan, and swayed gently in front of him.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Mingchuan's heart went cold in an instant, he was shocked and frightened.

"Yan'er, how do you think we should deal with him?" Turning his gaze to Feng Qingyan, Ye Yunshen instantly changed into a doting smile.

Feng Qingyan let out a breath, and suddenly remembered a sentence she had read before, which was from a novel by a certain domineering president.

Then, she said slowly, "It's getting cold, since you want to die, then let him do what he wants."

There was a "boom" in his head, as if Jiang Mingchuan had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

"No, lord, princess..." He knelt and crawled towards them, but before he could touch Ye Yunshen's clothes, Yingfeng took a step forward and grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"My lord, princess, please forgive me, Caomin will never dare again!"

"There's another time?" Upon hearing this, Yingfeng immediately became unhappy and pulled his arm, almost tearing his bones apart.

Jiang Mingchuan yelled in pain, begging for mercy.

Seeing him like this, the people onlookers not far away couldn't help applauding. Jiang Mingchuan relied on being the only son of the Jiang family, and he did all kinds of evil in Baichuan City. People have been dissatisfied with him for a long time.

And at this moment, no one dared to intercede with him. He provoked His Highness Xian Wang by committing his own death, and whoever interceded for him would be courting death.

Ye Yun smiled deeply, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he closed the jade fan again, very calmly.

"Well, it's getting cold, it's time to buy some new clothes for Yan'er."

With Feng Qingyan in his arms, he turned and walked to the other side. City Lord Xu and Yingyue also followed, while Yingfeng stayed behind to clean up Jiang Mingchuan. Everyone turned a blind eye to Jiang Mingchuan's wailing.

Now it's autumn, the weather is getting cooler, and even the fallen leaves are starting to turn yellow.

When one leaf falls, one knows autumn in the world.

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Near the evening, City Lord Xu planned to invite Ye Yunshen and others to the City Lord's Mansion as guests, saying that a banquet had been prepared, but Ye Yunshen refused.

Several people returned to the inn, and soon after, Yingfeng came to report that the head of the Jiang family in Baichuan City came to see him.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyan knew that the Jiang family must have come to intercede for Jiang Mingchuan.

"Yingfeng, you are becoming more and more incapable of doing things now, what kind of person is going to report to this king?" Ye Yunshen raised his eyes slightly, but there was no warmth in those eyes .

"Yes." Shadow Wind responded and withdrew.

"Clean up and leave tomorrow." Ye Yunshen said again seemingly casually, and Yingyue, who was standing by the side, immediately took orders to pack up.

Feng Qingyan silently put a piece of pastry in her hand on the table, without saying a word.

"Why doesn't Yan'er eat?" Ye Yunshen sat beside her and asked her with a smile.

"If you don't eat, you will gain weight if you eat any more." Feng Qingyan raised her hand and touched her belly, as if she was full.

"It's good to eat fat, and it's comfortable to hold, otherwise, look at you with thin arms and legs." Ye Yunshen raised her hand, the wrist was thin and white.

Feng Qingyan's figure is very thin, and she doesn't have much flesh when pinched. I don't know if it's because of her poor health or eating less. If she doesn't gain weight, people who don't know will think that he treats his wife harshly.

Feng Qingyan frowned: "Comfortable to hold?"

"Yan'er." Ye Yunshen suddenly said.

"Huh?" Feng Qingyan recovered and looked at him.

"You didn't wipe it clean." Ye Yunshen raised his hand and stretched it towards her.

Feng Qingyan's gaze followed his fingers, and her body slightly leaned back.

He wiped the corner of her mouth with his index finger, gently wiping away the pastry crumbs on it, his movements were very gentle.

Then, under her slightly stunned gaze, he put the index finger that wiped off the crumbs of the pastry into his mouth, and the sweet taste of honey overflowed from the tip of his tongue in an instant. .

With a chuckle, Feng Qingyan stretched out her hand to grab the piece of pastry she had put down before, and the moment she got up, she crossed her long legs and sat in Ye Yunshen's arms, facing him.

"My lord, you should also eat some of this." She hooked his neck with one hand, put the pastry to his mouth with the other, and slowly moved closer to him.

"In this way, I can..." She paused, closed her eyes, and parted her red lips, "Take this opportunity to kiss the corner of your mouth that is stained with pastry."

The warm breath exhaled softly by his ear, carrying a deadly temptation.

(End of this chapter)

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