Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

When he found the room, Bai Li gently asked, "then remember to have a good rest and call me if you have anything."

"OK, thank you, brother Bai." Feng Jiuxi specially added the last word.

Bai Li suddenly didn't notice, his eyes suddenly fell on her left ear, and then stretched out his hand to look forward.

"What are you doing..."

Before he finished, he put his hand back in front of his eyes, with a small thread between his two fingers that was too thin to be seen without looking carefully.

Bai Li smiled gently, "it's so careless."

"... thank you."

Embarrassed to send Bai li away, Feng Jiuxi sent Biyun and lengluo away. As a result, when she closed the door and turned around, her soul was almost scared!

Looking at Yan Qing who appeared in the room like a ghost, Feng Jiuxi trembled, "you, when did you come?"

At this time, the mask on the man's face had been taken off, revealing a face of abstinence like a relegated fairy.

In Yanqing's quiet eyes like an ancient pond, waves sprang up slightly and said, "when you get thread on your hair."

"..." Feng Jiuxi was speechless and didn't bother to argue with him, "I want to rest. You can go out."

"Rest in another man's room? Miss Feng used to have such special hobbies." Yanqing only felt inexplicably unhappy in her heart.

When he saw others paying attention to Feng Jiuxi, he had the idea of abandoning each other. When the emperor poisoned himself, he had never had such a direct emotion.

Feng Jiuxi encircled his arms and didn't answer, "what does this have to do with you?"

Under the candlelight, her water eyes flickered, her long eyelashes trembled and slid a beautiful arc in the air.

Yan Qing only felt that somewhere in his heart, he was badly itched. He followed his heart, came forward and directly grabbed someone, took a long leg and walked to the big bed.

"Hey, don't mess around!" Feng Jiuxi was startled. She desperately wanted to resist and tried to mobilize her spiritual power at the same time.

But at this time, her psychic power was blocked by a plug, and there was no response at all!

The man's brisk voice came from above, "just your spiritual power, don't waste it in front of me."

So arrogant!

"I don't believe it." Feng Jiuxi was obviously unconvinced. She kept trying, but the surging spiritual power in her body still didn't respond at all!

Yan Qing's "good intentions" reminded: "the class strength of those who look at the sky on the mainland is strictly divided. The higher the spiritual level, the more so. Even between a small rank, there will be a gap between heaven and earth."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuxi was shocked.

At least she is also a green level spirit. She is rare among her peers, but the man in front of her suppressed her spirit without any effort. Is he

Feng Jiuxi's mind suddenly appeared that night in the warm pool, the Lingli look on Yanqing... Seems to be cyan!

Before she was surprised, her body loosened and her back fell to a soft place.

Yanqing put her on the bed. When she didn't respond, she quickly pressed her and narrowed her eyes. Her voice was as attractive as ever. "Tell me honestly, you don't like the man in the white family?"

Ah?

Feng Jiuxi didn't react for a moment.

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in her hand. Yanqing held her hand tightly and waited for her answer.

Feng Jiuxi shouted in pain, "you let go of me! You hurt me, you let go of me and I'll tell you the answer!"