Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 50: Stylish is useless, I just like big ones

He was taller than her, and when she turned around like this, he was so condescending that she couldn't hide away, his eyes full of spring.

Xia Baozheng was still unaware and asked in shock, "Which woman does the emperor want this kind of incense for?"

If they are sisters in the harem, she can also customize it according to their temperament and preferences, making them as happy as gods, hahaha...

Jun Feiliang's frosty handsome face was almost imperceptibly stained with a hint of crimson, and his black eyes were as deep as ink, with nowhere to rest.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Meimei Xia's method of refusing to welcome you and playing hard to get is really top-notch!"

Xia Baozheng: "..."

Isn’t it about blending incense? What about welcoming someone when you refuse, playing hard to get...ah...

She followed the emperor's line of sight down, only to realize that the cloak covering her heart had slipped down to her waist at some point, and there was a vacuum above it!

She quickly pulled her cloak to cover herself, her face turned red like a shrimp.

Well, as long as I’m not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

She brainwashed herself, grabbed her cloak, raised her eyes to look at the emperor, and said with a sweet smile, "My concubine's little thoughts were actually seen through by the emperor. The emperor really has fiery eyes."

Jun Feiliang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice became a bit hoarse, "Without real materials, there is no use playing hard to get."

Xia Baozheng's apricot eyes widened.

Did the emperor mean that she had small breasts?
With a look of pretty eyes, he said, "Haven't your Majesty ever heard a saying? The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they will be famous; if the water is not deep, if there are dragons, they will be spiritual; the breasts do not need to be big, as long as they have shape!"

Jun Feiliang said indifferently, "Style is useless. I like big ones, so don't do such useless things in the future."

Xia Baozheng suddenly choked.

Sure enough, men’s hobbies have never changed for thousands of years!
Wrapping up his clothes, he polished his silver teeth and said, "Your Majesty is right, I also like big ones, big ones!"

Jun Feiliang: "..."

Another meal on the fingertips.

This damn girl, does she know what reserve is? He patted her back hard with the ointment on his hand and said coldly, "What's the use of liking it? You have no choice."

Xia Baozheng: "..."

Autistic!
As expected, the rank of a high-ranking official is overwhelming. With her status as a little beauty, she can’t even win a fight!
Fortunately, she was big-hearted and was angry for a while. Then she immediately threw it away and turned to the topic she was interested in. She continued to ask, "Who does the Emperor want Happy Incense for? Sister Xianfei, Sister Liangfei, or Sister Shufei." ?”

Jun Feiliang frowned, "Who should I use it for?"

Xia Baozheng smiled and said, "That's natural, tailor-made, double the happiness."

Jun Feiliang: "..."

What does the sparkling look on her face mean?
After thinking for a while, he said, "Just adjust it normally."

Xia Baozheng was still curious and said seriously, "Your Majesty, you can tell me a little bit about the height, appearance, personality, weight, and preferences of the person being used, so that the fragrance you create will be more effective!"

I really want to know which sister is so "honored" to be used by the emperor as a happy fragrance.

Jun Feiliang looked her up and down and said calmly, "Just follow your appearance and temperament."

Xia Baozheng: "..."

The big pig's hooves emperor is chatting to death like this!

Jun Feiliang applied a thick layer of ointment on her back, took the quilt aside and pressed it on her body, saying coolly, "Just stay here."

"Yes."

Xia Baozheng responded, wrapped up in quilt, and tumbled on top of it.

Although the ointment was applied, the itching was relieved, but it was still itchy. She rolled around and scratched.

Jun Feiliang saw her rolling there like a cicada, as if she was about to break out of her shell in the next second. His eyebrows jumped and he wanted to step forward and hold her down.

(End of this chapter)