Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

As soon as the voice fell, the clamp on her hand was loosened.

Feng Jiuxi had an idea, his body bounced up and tried to take it off under his arm.

"Be honest." Yan Qing stretched out his long arm and easily fished back someone's small body. At the same time, his hands clasped her hands respectively, and his chest pressed down on her.

Feng Jiuxi was completely unable to move.

Too close contact, so that the breath between the two people suddenly entangled together, and the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly surrounded the two people.

"You..." as soon as she opened her mouth, Feng Jiuxi found that her voice became soft and weak. She was surprised and quickly cleared her throat, "what are you going to do to me!"

Yan Qing stared at her blushing cheek, the corners of her lips gently hooked up, and her dumb voice repeated what she had just said.

"Have you taken a fancy to the man of the white family?"

"Are you sick?"

"Yes or no?"

"No! Are you satisfied? Let go of me!"

Yan Qing looked into her eyes tightly, as if she wanted to see the truth in her words. Seeing that she didn't dodge at all, she was a little shy in addition to being impatient, so she was satisfied to let go of her.

He stood up. Feng Jiuxi immediately felt the sense of urgency in front of her. She sat up and looked warily at the man in front of her.

"Why do you ask this?"

In her understanding, his Highness the great Pluto is not such a gossip man.

Yan Qing saw her hands around her chest and her face resisted. She just felt very cute.

"Nothing. I just kindly remind you that as a child's mother, you should pay attention to your words and deeds and keep women's morality when you go out, so as not to be gossip when you turn back."

Feng Jiuxi immediately felt three black lines on her forehead.

She can't buy a channel: "did you sneak into my room just to say that?"

"Isn't this important?" Yanqing asked deliberately, dragging his chin with his knuckled hand.

Feng Jiuxi almost spit out a few words from his teeth, "you're too wide... It's none of your business."

The next second, the tall figure in front of me suddenly came to me again.

Not waiting for Feng Jiuxi to react, there was a warm feeling on her forehead and between her eyebrows.

Yan Qing's index finger touched the center of her eyebrows, opened her thin lips, and warned in a good voice, "don't forget, I've stamped a seal on you."

Feng Jiuxi was stunned. With his words, her mind also recalled the dragonfly kiss he dropped on his forehead when Wen Chi first met.

"That doesn't count!"

Feng Jiuxi wanted to refute, but there was a rough warmth on her lips.

Yan Qing's fingers gently touched her soft lips. "Do you count? Do you count. Don't forget, I'm your Savior. You have to listen to me."

“……”

It's really the thought of bandits.

It didn't seem to wait for her to answer. Yan Qing seemed to think of something and asked, "do you take the pill for you once a day?"

Thinking of the bottle of lingbu pill that helped her directly break through the green stage, Feng Jiuxi's eyes became excited.

"Yes, thank you."

Looking at the submissive little woman, Yan Qing was a little funny. She was really easy to coax.

"This pill can not only repair the spiritual power in your body, but also clear the poison. It is very useful to inhibit the poison in your body."

Speaking of poison, Feng Jiuxi's face was annoyed. Up to now, she didn't have any eyes for the person who poisoned.