The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 289 His Intention
The two hugged each other and were silent for a long time.

Situ Qingshen slowly let go of Feng Qingcheng.

He looked at her half-angel half-devil face, and his eyes seemed to be attracted by something.

He took off her national teacher's hat, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

The five fingers were clenched together with a creaking sound.

A monstrous rage surged into his head, and he lost control for a moment.

But after all, it was only for a moment, and soon, Situ Qing calmed down.

It was just the sound of slightly heavy breathing, revealing his anger.

He took her hand, fingers interlaced.

In the star pupils, there is tenderness and tenderness.

He changed the subject, never wanting to bring up this topic that both made Feng Qingcheng sad and made him angry.

Situ Qing raised his thin lips slightly, and said slowly, "Do you like the gift I gave you?"

his gift?

Feng Qingcheng glanced around, and suddenly understood...

Wasn't this National Teacher's Mansion created by the emperor?
"Is the gift you are talking about the National Teacher's Mansion?"

Situ Qing looked at her deeply and nodded.

"My heart, do you understand?"

This is Chi Guoguo's confession...

His thoughts are what she thinks in her heart, right?

Two touches of crimson appeared on the girl's cheeks.

Her peach blossom eyes are shy and timid.

This look, doesn't look like her?

It's just that her heart is telling her, accept it!
You love Situ Qingshen.

She thought so too... Every time something happened, the first thing she thought of was not others.

It was Situ Qingshen.

She responded to the tenderness in his eyes.

In the 14-year-old body, a soul in his twenties said: "Situ Qingshen, I like you."

It is not the love between master and apprentice.

It is love between men and women.

Situ Qing was stunned for a long time before slowly reacting.

His allure is to say——

She likes him!
He... Did you hear me right?
"Yes, how do you like it?" Wei Wei's magnetic voice was a little obscure and choked up.

"The love between men and women."

When Feng Qingcheng uttered the answer himself, Situ Qingshen's mood suddenly reached a climax and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

It's the liking between a man and a woman. Although it's not love, it's enough!
He couldn't help but leaned down, and kissed the woman's lips deeply with his thin lips.

"Qingcheng, I love you."

"Not a spur of the moment, nor a twisted love."

The moment he let go of her, Feng Qingcheng stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded strongly.

Situ Qing's deep love is as gentle as water.

Her liking is passionate.

Knowing what's on her mind, confessing directly, without dragging her feet, this is her.

She finally let go, contrary to the arrogance and indifference towards Situ Qingshen before, she pressed his swollen lips with her slender fingers, and smiled wickedly.

"Situ Qingshen, let me tell you! From now on, you belong to me alone! Don't touch any other women except your mother!"

Don't get involved with other women.

This sentence is not arrogant.

Situ Qing loved Feng Qingcheng so domineering, he looked at her evil smile and felt that Qingcheng's beauty was not in appearance.

His slender fingers brushed across the woman's pretty nose. His oath was very gentle, but he could hear the strong possessive desire inside.

"If anyone touches you, I will let him taste the consequences of touching other women. You are mine, and no one is allowed to touch you."

Feng Qingcheng laughed even more wickedly.

(End of this chapter)