Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

She was afraid that if the teacup was knocked over, her head would be lost.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu didn't care about anything.

Fortunately, she caught the teacup just in time when it was about to fall to the ground.

However, the boiling hot tea in the teacup quickly spilled out of the teacup.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaojiu felt a piercing pain coming from her hands, and her delicate facial features wrinkled together tightly.

it hurts!

Feng Xiaojiu exclaimed in her heart, but she dared not hum, for fear of offending Dugu Ming.

Longyan was furious, but it was very serious!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu resisted the burning pain in her hand, raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and looked at Dugu Ming with a bit of timidity and pain.

It looked like a little white rabbit who was frightened by a big bad wolf.

However, compared to Feng Xiaojiu's panic, Duguming looked at her coldly as if nothing happened.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaojiu's heart tightened, and then, without even thinking about it, she immediately lowered her head and spoke.

"Emperor, Your Majesty, I'm sorry, slave, I didn't expect this to happen..."

Although, faintly, Feng Xiaojiu felt that Dugu Ming did it on purpose.

After all, he obviously stretched out his hand towards him just now, obviously wanting to take the teacup she handed over, didn't he! ?

But why did he withdraw his hand at the last moment! ?

Regarding this, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't understand it.

However, she knew that now was not the time to pursue these matters.

After all, the person sitting in front of her was not an ordinary person, but the tyrant who killed without compensation and had an unpredictable personality.

If it made him feel bad, just a word could tear her to pieces.

So, Feng Xiaojiu was scared!

When Feng Xiaojiu was frightened, Situ Junyan at the side saw the tea being overturned again, Feng Xiaojiu reached out to catch the teacup regardless of the scalding.

The boiling hot tea flowed out of the teacup like this, and immediately, Feng Xiaojiu's originally fair and small hands immediately turned crimson.

Above, there are still wisps of smoke!

One can imagine how hot the tea is, and how painful Feng Xiaojiu's hand is now!

Seeing this, Situ Junyan couldn't stand it any longer, and immediately stood up from his seat, and then strode towards Feng Xiaojiu in big strides.

"Why are you so careless, put down this teacup!? Does your hand hurt!?"

After Situ Junyan came over, he immediately reached out and took off the teacup that Feng Xiaojiu was still holding tightly and put it on the tray.

When she saw Feng Xiaojiu's little red hand, it was obviously burnt.

Suddenly, Situ Junyan's beautiful and clear black eyebrows were slightly twisted, and there was a bit of worry in his beautiful Danfeng eyes.

Facing Situ Junyan's concerned gaze, Feng Xiaojiu felt her heart warm.Immediately, without thinking about it, he spoke.

"I'm fine..."

"He said it's okay, his hands are so red, go down and apply some ice! Otherwise, what if this hand is useless!?"

Situ Junyan said with a worried face.

Feng Xiaojiu heard the words, but she didn't go down immediately, she just turned her head and looked gently at Dugu Ming beside her.

Looking at Duguming's gaze, he was even more nervous and timid.

After all, this is the biggest master, this master has never asked her to leave, how dare she leave! ?

Perhaps sensing Feng Xiaojiu's gaze, Duguming couldn't help but glanced at her lightly.