The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 146

However, the more Feng Qingcheng resisted, the stronger the coercion became, and her brows frowned even tighter. When she was about to be unable to hold on, that formidable coercion suddenly disappeared.

Without that oppressive force, Feng Qingcheng fainted as soon as her tense mental strength relaxed and her eyes darkened.

The moment she closed her eyes, another beautiful face appeared in front of her eyes, those familiar starry eyes, and those thin red lips, which were even more gorgeous than a woman's, were still so charming.
Situ Qingshen caught Feng Qingcheng in good time and hugged her in his arms. While his brows were furrowed, a trace of annoyance flashed in his star pupils, which was almost invisible.

He raised his big hand, covering the girl's fluffy and soft hair, and some rich silver light floated on the back of his hand, slowly entering Feng Qingcheng's head.

The golden sun shone on his body, and that handsome face was also reflected in a warm yellow. His eyes seemed to have warmed up, lingering on the girl's plain face, and did not leave for a long time.

In the quaint room, on a large carved bed, at this moment, a little girl carved with jade was lying on it.

Although the girl's eyes are closed, it can be seen from the narrow slits in her eyes that when she opens them, the light in her pupils will be amazing.

The exquisite and tall pretty nose seems to have been deliberately carved, and its delicacy is amazing.

Whether it's the wings of her nose or the bridge of her nose, whether it's wide or narrow, high or low.

God, a narcissistic artist, perfectly interprets his artistic talent to people, not missing a single cent, and even strives for the best in details such as the nose.

The pale pink diamond lips were slightly pursed, and there was no trace of affectation in the movement of her pursing her lips, as if she was born with it, so natural.

The girl is young, but her facial features are very delicate, her fair skin is fair and smooth, and her cheeks are radiant with a few touches of healthy rosiness. She looks very attractive.

The door opened suddenly, with a soft "squeak", it can be seen that the person who opened the door was very light, for fear of disturbing the little girl who was sleeping sweetly on the big bed.

The figure of the man was very tall, holding a small white bowl in his hand.

Judging from the engraved orchids on the body of the small white bowl, and the extremely warm color, it can be judged that the small white bowl in the man's hand is actually made of high-quality Hetian jade.

The bowl was filled with a pitch-black liquid, filled with warm mist, and the man's face became hazy in that mist, with a somewhat fairy-like mist.

Even a bowl of medicine is so exquisitely cherished, people today can't help but imagine who the girl on the bed is.

Going around the screen and walking to the big bed, Situ Qingshen put the jade bowl in his hand on the round table on the left side of the big bed, and sat down by himself against the edge of the bed.

His eyes, deep and dark, rested on the girl's fair face, as if he could no longer move away.

He raised his big hand, put the back of his hand on the girl's smooth forehead, and then on his own forehead, trying to take his body temperature.

When the big hand was put down, the man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and even his face, which was usually indifferent like a banishment, was tinged with a little happiness.

Situ Qing's deep eyes just stopped on the girl's face,

(End of this chapter)