deadly mantra

Chapter 322

Feng Xiaoyao's heart was beating like a drum. Under Ji Fanyin's aggressive and provocative gaze, he felt his face was as hot as fire.

"Qing, Brother Qingchen..." The trembling hoarse voice was stuck in his throat and was difficult to utter.

Ji Fanyin pinched his chin again.

Under the pale moonlight, her pink face slowly came closer.

"Suck-" Feng Xiaoyao gasped, her head confused.

The more scared he is, the more excited she gets!

Just as Ji Fanyin's red lips parted slightly, preparing to get closer, suddenly, her body rose into the air - Shui Qingchen grabbed her collar and lifted her aside.

"Plop -" Feng Xiaoyao leaned back and fell heavily to the ground, with stars in his eyes and dizziness in his head.

Ji Fanyin turned her head happily and looked at Shui Qingchen:
"Shui Qingchen! Do you think he looks like someone from Yanxue Country?!"

Shui Qingchen hugged her waist to prevent her from doing another shocking move after letting go:

"If you want to know where Brother Feng is from, you can ask him directly."

"Hey?" Ji Fanyin looked at the ground with excitement: "Hey, Feng Benben, you..."

She stepped forward, and the big hand clasped on her waist was not strong, but it restricted her movement like an iron chain.

She had to stop and asked:

"The Yanxue Kingdom has been passed down through matrilineal clans for thousands of years. The entire Yanxue Kingdom is led by an empress. If I remember correctly, the current empress of the Yanxue Kingdom seems to be Qingyu Wangshu. She has a very famous sister - Qingyu Ruoguang.

Qingyu Ruoguang is the only female among the four emperors, the queen who has repeatedly created the legend of Yanxue Kingdom.

If a young man from the Yanxue Kingdom is spotted by a woman, he must marry her.

On the contrary, if they saw the woman's body..."

Ji Fanyin smiled mysteriously and narrowed her eyes.Feng Xiaoyao froze, and struggle and grief flashed across his eyes.

He sat up, turned to look at Ji Fanyin, and said through gritted teeth:
"So what if it is! So what if it's not! If I were a man from the Yanxue Kingdom, with what you just did, if you marry me a hundred times, you will be shortchanged by a thousand times! Do you want to marry me? Do you dare!"

Ji Fanyin's eyes lit up and she walked forward excitedly:

"Are you really...yeah?"

Before she finished speaking, her body spread out again - Shui Qingchen put his arms around her slender waist, lifted her up, and walked aside in long strides.

"Hey? Shui Qingchen, put me down. I haven't finished asking you yet. You... ugh!"

Shui Qingchen stretched out his big hand and covered her mouth:
"If you say one more thing, I wouldn't mind shutting you up in another way."

Ji Fanyin was stunned.

I remembered the kiss in the teahouse that day.

Her little face couldn't help but blush, and she obediently remained silent.

Shui Qingchen wrapped his arms around her waist forcefully, took a few steps forward, turned around, glanced slightly sideways, looked at Feng Xiaoyao who was still squatting on the ground, and whispered:
"The same goes for you. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back."

Feng Xiaoyao's face turned pale, her wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and the hatred surging in her eyes was both profound and revealed a sense of powerlessness.

Following Shui Qingchen's gaze, he saw Bao Simu walking out of the house after changing his clothes, and understood what Shui Qingchen meant.

Feng Xiaoyao grabbed her sleeves, wiped the water drops on her face roughly, jumped up from the ground, patted her butt, and walked towards Shui Qingchen.

Shui Qingchen hugged Ji Fanyin and sat down directly on the stool in the courtyard.

Ji Fanyin struggled to get up when Shui Qingchen's thin lips brushed her sensitive ears and lips and whispered:
"Don't move."

(End of this chapter)