Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue was slightly stunned. When she reacted, Feng moye had turned over and got off the bed.

"Why didn't you show up when you came back? Ten one sword, you have no conscience. You don't want to accompany me when you come back. You don't know how much I was -- Uh huh --"

The wind turned and bent over to kiss Shen Xingyue's soft and delicate red lips.

He didn't want her to say it again. His heart would hurt.

Any change in her yesterday was engraved in his heart. He would not allow her to experience it again, never!

The sudden change caught Shen Xingyue unprepared. After slowing down, he pushed him away with enough strength.

"Who did you learn from? Can you wait for someone to finish?"

Strange thing. Didn't he get out of bed? Why did you come back? This man is a monster! Shen Xingyue couldn't help muttering.

"Have you finished?" asked Feng moye.

"It's over."

Seeing that Feng moye leaned over again, Shen Xingyue hurriedly leaned back, stared at the Phoenix, and said in a hurry: "it's not over!"

"Oh?" Feng moye raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Is it over or not?"

Embarrassing! That's back: over? Or not?

Shen Xingyue's eyes were rolling. Suddenly he thought of Feng moye's words, so he hurried to urge.

"Aren't you hungry? It's time for Luoyu to have a good meal. Don't go quickly."

"Madam looks more to the king's taste."

Feng moye said, holding one hand on the bed and one hand around his neck, took Shen Xingyue into his arms.

"What are you doing in broad daylight?"

He said, holding the skirt tightly with both hands involuntarily, staring at Feng moye, with a nervous and vigilant face.

"Of course, it's better to help your wife dress and tidy up before you can have dinner with the king! What does your wife think in the daytime? Does your wife want to --"

Shen Xingyue covered his restless mouth.

"I mean wearing clothes! Don't you!" then he stared at him, full of warning, with the posture that you dare to say that you must look good again.

Feng moye nodded, indicating that he understood and motioned her to let go.

Shen Xingyue slowly released her hand in disbelief.

His hands were loosened, but his vigilant eyes were still staring closely. If he dared to speak, he would cover them again at the first time.

Ben Wang is your man. Preventing your man is like preventing Street hooligans! Is that really good?

Feng moye shook his head and smiled helplessly. He stretched out his hand to take off his clothes from the clothes stretch. He skillfully served Shen Xingyue to dress.

After a while, they packed up. Shen Xingyue looked shy, bowed her head and followed Feng moye to the side hall to sit down.

"Have a taste. This is the Chidian blue fox that the king ordered people to hunt back from the snow mountain."

As soon as Feng moye sat down, he raised his hand and rushed straight to the soup cup. Before Shen Xingyue reacted, the soup had reached his mouth.

"Er... Aren't you hungry?"

Shen Xingyue opened her mouth and swallowed the soup delivered to her mouth. She was so fed by Feng moye that she became a habit. She didn't feel uncomfortable or inappropriate.

"Well, when you're full, madam, I'm delicious..."

Feng moye's deep eyes flashed a trace of cunning.

Obviously, he is flirting with hooligans, but he is serious. Of course, people can't hear the side sound and have no ambiguity.

Sure enough, Shen Xingyue didn't really hear what he meant, and he looked like a "clear" and gave a silly "Oh".