Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 189 I Can't Accept Your Love
Feng Qing held him back, "This is Nanfeng Kingdom, not Beichen Kingdom or Lan Mansion, how could you just go in casually, what if someone finds out and treats you as an assassin?"

Lan Yu smiled mysteriously, and kissed Qing'er's face sideways, "Don't worry, I'm more familiar with this place than Beichen Kingdom."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared, leaving Feng Qing alone touching his face, grinning, and asked him to eat tofu again, but there was a smile in his eyes.

She closed the door and sat down, only then did she feel a little strange, what is more familiar than Beichen Kingdom, has he been to Nanfeng Kingdom before?Why hadn't heard him mention it before, a trace of worry arose strangely in my heart.

Feng Qing changed into the clothes that Lan Yu had chosen for her, and she didn't have time to take a look, and left in a flash. In case something happened to Lan Yu, she could help him, she rubbed the alchemy, pouted Mouth, it wasn't his kiss that made him feel a little dazed.

A little sulking, I must not let him sneak attack next time, if I want to sneak attack, I should do it by myself, she is so mad, thinking this way, but the corner of her mouth curled up.

In the new house:
Jun Qing looked at Feng Qing who was sitting on the bed, wearing a red hijab on her head, her enchanting figure looked even more beautiful under the hijab, with a touch of bewitching.

Looking at it, Jun Qing's eyes became more profound, and his fingers were slightly clenched. He didn't know what kind of face it should be under the red hijab. Even if there was a slight flaw, in his heart, Qing'er was perfect. Yes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he rubbed his hands back and forth in a helpless manner, even a little more sticky.

Even when he got the throne, Junqing was not that nervous, but at this moment his heart seemed to jump out, and his fingers were sweating a little from nervousness. He took a step and coughed lightly, "Qing'er ..."

I don't know how to say the following words. Junqing has always thought that today is a good day, and it is a day to express his heart. No matter what, he has married her, and he is still married by a bright matchmaker. A trace of complacency gradually appeared in his heart. Now Qing'er belongs to him alone. Although his methods are a bit disgraceful, as long as Qing'er can belong to him, then everything is worth it.

As long as I treat her sincerely, Qing'er will feel that sooner or later, if she wants the blood spirit bead, then I will give him the blood spirit bead, and if she wants to save someone, then I will help her save someone?What he needs is Qing'er's courage and wisdom to be proud of the world with him.

Junqing will definitely treat her well, "Qing'er, actually I, you are tired, I lifted the red hijab, but before I lift the red hijab, I want to tell you one thing, can you carefully Listen, and I hope you can forgive me, okay?"

'Feng Qing' under the red hijab nodded lightly, Jun Qing's face evoked a curve and a smile, he knew that Qing'er had always been a gentle person with delicate thoughts and would not let Embarrassed by others, he took a step forward, sat beside 'Feng Qing', stretched out his hand, and held 'Feng Qing''s hand.

'Feng Qing' broke away from you, but Jun Qing held Feng Qing's hand tightly, "Actually, I have always been to you. You should understand my concerns. Today is a very suitable day, so I want to tell you It's yours, Qing'er, me, I always have someone in my heart, and that person is the one who sits and drinks with me in the moonlight, and that person is..."

Suddenly, Jun Qing's face changed slightly, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the red cloth hijab on 'Feng Qing''s head, Jun Qing saw that the makeup on 'Feng Qing''s face was a little smoky, he squinted Squinting her eyes, she stood up suddenly, "I'm not Qing'er, who are you?"

'Feng Qing' gently raised her eyes and smiled, "I am Qing'er, Jun Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Qing sneered, "No matter how much you look like her, no matter how much you imitate her, you are still not Qing'er. Who are you and why are you pretending to be Qing'er? Say..."

He stretched out his hand, waved it, and removed all the makeup on 'Feng Qing''s face, looking at that fair little face, it was Qing'er.

"Junqing?" 'Feng Qing' looked at Junqing with a puzzled face.

Junqing paused. Could it be that he made a mistake and became suspicious. Thinking about these years, he was indeed a little worried, because no one was worthy of his trust. He sat down and held Feng Qing's hand again, "Qing Er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now, I thought you were not Qing'er, hey, these years..." He shook his head, a trace of fatigue appeared on his face.

'Feng Qing' patted his hand, "It's okay, I understand, Junqing."

Jun Qing nodded, and looked into the eyes of 'Feng Qing' with a hint of a smile, but there was a little more indifference in those clear eyes.

Junqing frowned, and continued: "Qing'er, do you still remember the plum blossom wine we drank together that day? I remember that you were so generous at that time that you drank me down."

He kept looking at the face of 'Feng Qing', 'Feng Qing' smiled lightly, "Junqing, it seems that you forgot, at that time, what we were drinking was not plum blossom brewing, the peach blossom brewing tastes sweet."

Junqing's eyes flickered slightly, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, yes, it's peach blossom wine, and what we drink is peach blossom wine, I forgot it!"

'Feng Qing' drooped her eyelids, covered her eyes with a slight smile, and said, "Junqing."

Junqing paused, and the doubts on his face gradually disappeared, "Qing'er, I haven't finished telling you, Qing'er, I love you."

'Feng Qing' paused her fingers slightly, raised her eyes to look at Jun Qing, thoughtfully, "Jun Qing, what do you mean, our fake wedding today..."

"No, Qing'er, this isn't a fake wedding, it's our wedding. I'm the one who is marrying you." Jun Qing watched Feng Qing's expression change slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, "Qing Son, don't be angry, I just want you to be with me, and Yue'er's death can be regarded as God's fulfillment of my sincerity, so I let you marry on my behalf, but the person I really want to marry has always been you!"

Feng Qing withdrew her hand, and her voice became a little indifferent, "Junqing, I thought you could keep your word, what you said before was just a replacement, now that the wedding is over, my promise can be regarded as fulfilled." , you should fulfill your promise, Junqing, the blood spirit bead is on Yue'er."

Jun Qing's face was a little cold, and she stood up, "Qing'er, I love you, you should know."

"I'm sorry, Junqing, I can't accept your love..."

(End of this chapter)