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Chapter 98 It’s not a loss to kiss him
Jing Moye is a normal man. When he wakes up in the morning, he naturally reacts as a normal man should.

Feng Shuying's eyes widened, Jing Moye lazily opened his eyes and looked at her lazily.

He looked at her lazily and said, "You really showed your skills last night. Let me guess how you will treat me."

"Then you might as well take a guess at this time, what will this king do to you?"

He had just woken up, and his voice was much hoarse than usual, giving off an aura of danger.

Although the two had slept together for several nights before, he always left early in the morning.

This was the first time Feng Shuying woke up and saw him.

She had just woken up and her brain was not working very well, so she asked a silly question: "How do you want to treat me?"

An evil smile appeared on Jing Moye's lips, and with a movement of his body, he pressed her hard under him.

Feng Shuying wanted to get the talisman under the pillow, but his hand was already grabbed by him before she could reach out.

He leaned down, the tip of his nose gently brushed the tip of hers, and his lips were close to hers.

The masculinity of men, mixed with a bit of violence, got into Feng Shuying's nose in a very arrogant way.

Her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and she asked, "What is the prince going to do?"

Jing Moye answered her question with practical actions:
He kissed her lips.

This time he seemed to have some experience, not as impatient as the first time, nor as disorganized as the hot spring.

His lips gently brushed against hers, slowly savoring her taste.

Feng Shuying had bitten him twice before. This time she felt a little guilty. After all, she had taken advantage of him last night.

Her psychological quality is excellent. She knows that she can't escape, so she doesn't bother to struggle.

She comforted herself that although Jing Moye was a bitch, he was handsome!
Even if he kissed her, she wouldn't suffer.

Since she couldn't refuse, she chose not to make herself feel so uncomfortable.

After she figured it out, she relaxed and took the initiative to greet him.

Jing Moye was stunned for a moment and his body stiffened, but he soon discovered the huge difference between her taking the initiative and not taking the initiative.

If he could only taste her briefly before, he would have an inkling of the beauty of this thing.

Then he discovered at this time that the taste in between was actually much better than before.

He originally just wanted to scare her, but now that he knew this, he wanted to ask for more.

Feng Shuying felt the changes in his body. If he continued like this, something would happen today.

She never thought about marrying him from the beginning, and she never had the idea of ​​reforming Crazy Pi, so she naturally didn't want to get involved with him at this time.

She tilted her head slightly and asked him, "Has the prince's anger subsided?"

Jing Moye looked at her. Her face was slightly blushing, her hair was spread out on a pillow, and her eyes were clear and cautious.

He didn't know what he looked like, but at this moment, a thought came to his mind:
He wanted to see her every morning when he woke up, and he wanted to do more intimate things with her.

His fingertips gently rubbed her waist. She felt a little itchy, but she didn't dare to move, for fear that moving would arouse his desire.

His voice was hoarse and low: "If I say no, what will you do?"

Feng Shuying smiled flatteringly: "Then I can only ask the prince to let me go. I promise that I will never dare to touch the prince again in the future!"

Jing Moye snorted coldly: "You are self-aware."

After he finished speaking, he rolled over, and as soon as she was free, she jumped out of the bed, getting as far away from him as she could.

Jing Moye's eyes were dark, and he felt a little unhappy, but he didn't embarrass her anymore, put on his clothes and walked out.

As soon as he left, Feng Shuying reached out and touched her chest. This dog man was moody and too difficult to get along with. She had to quickly break the curse for him and then stay away from him.

As soon as Jing Moye came out of her room, Qin Zhijian saw him, and his face turned into a smile: "How did your prince sleep last night?"

Jing Moye glanced at him sideways and asked instead, "What's the reaction from the Lin Mansion now?"

Qin Zhijian saw that the black spots under his eyes were gone, and he obviously had a good night's sleep.

By this time, Qin Zhijian was already sure that the woman Jing Moye mentioned before who could make him sleep was Feng Shuying.

He felt that God was really open-minded, and by some strange combination of circumstances, Feng Shuying was sent to Jing Moye.

He smiled and replied: "Lin Shuzheng came with Hua last night, but was sent away by the concierge."

"Lin Shuzheng was very angry when he left. He probably wouldn't give Fahrenheit a good treat."

Jing Moye asked again: "Did Jingzhao Mansion find out?"

Qin Zhijian replied: "I sent people to Jingzhao Mansion early in the morning. It's time to come back."

At this moment, a guard hurried over and said: "Your Majesty, news just came from Jingzhao Mansion that Chen's mother died at midnight last night."

Jing Moye sneered when he heard this: "I underestimate Lin Shuzheng."

In Jing Moye's opinion, this matter was not a big deal at first. It was just a pretense to tell the whole capital that Feng Shuying was his fiancée.

As long as he is here, no one will harm Feng Shuying.

He used this incident to manipulate Lin Shuzheng and let him do what he wanted.

Because it was a trivial matter, he wouldn't spend too much energy on Chen's mother.

Lin Shuzheng was more vicious than he expected.

Qin Zhijian asked: "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Jing Moye had many safe ways to handle this matter, but Feng Shuying said: "This matter is simple. After the person dies, the spirit body is still there."

"As long as the spirit body is there, it can still be confessed."

This happened because of her, so she has to solve it in her own way.

She wanted to take advantage of Jing Moye's power, but she didn't want to trouble him.

Because every time he helps now, she will definitely need to repay him twice in the future.

If she can handle this matter by herself, then she should handle it by herself.

The important thing is that she doesn't want to stay in Prince Chu's Mansion at all. She wants to finish this matter as soon as possible and then return to Lin Mansion.

Jing Moye turned to look at her, and she smiled at him: "I will handle this matter, so I won't bother the prince."

Jing Moye understood what she meant instantly, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

He was not the kind of person who liked to meddle in other people's business. It was rare that he wanted to help her out of kindness, but she didn't appreciate it at all.

He said sadly: "Okay, if you want to handle it yourself, then handle it yourself."

Feng Shuying said to the air next to her: "Qiao Ling, go to the Buddhist temple and call the abbot over."

After she finished speaking, she handed the talisman to Qiao Ling: "If you take this to the Buddhist temple, it will not disturb the magical weapons in the temple, and you will not be burned by the Buddha's light."

Qiao Ling responded, took the talisman and left.

In Qin Zhijian's eyes, Feng Shuying was talking to the air, and after she handed over the talisman, the talisman disappeared.

Qin Zhijian: "!!!!!!"

Although it was broad daylight, it was still scary!
(End of this chapter)