Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 826

A certain Wang Yiyan put his hand in, as if struck by lightning, his hand trembled, and then moved back to his lower abdomen.

"Girl..."

His voice was hoarse: "Don't mess around!"

"No nonsense, rubbing and rubbing, the breath will go down, and the bottom will hurt!"

Ah!
under?

Xuanyuanchen could only feel the blood rushing up in his head, and really wanted to press her hard on the soft couch, and bully her heartily like last night.

However, thinking about her still hurts.

It must not be as violent as last night!
Did this little girl do it on purpose?
She didn't know that her shy eyes and her soft and boneless little hands casually scratching him could make him lose his sense of proportion.

What's more, it's such a naked seduction?
If he continues to play around like this with his little fairy, her wounds from last night are still not healed, if it continues, his little girl will be hurt badly.

Xuanyuanchen adjusted his internal energy and used a lot of willpower to resist not overthrowing her.

As soon as he heard that in the dining room next door, Uncle Lu was ordering someone to set the table, such as Meng Dahe, he withdrew his hand from her shirt and rubbed her little head lovingly.

"Eat first, if it still hurts, I will ask Qing Dai to take your pulse."

Take a butt?

When Mo Xiaowan thought about being tricked by that bad girl Qingdai, at least for a few days, he didn't want to see her.

Also, as soon as she came to feel her pulse, she must be going through the gang.

Mo Xiaowan obediently got up from the soft couch, touched his stomach, and smiled: "Maybe it's a bifurcation, don't need to feel the pulse, you rub it for me, it's much better, just eat something."

Because I don't want to see Qing Dai, and I don't want her to come to the pulse to expose the fact that I pretended to be sick and seduced the prince.

At dinner, she still behaved well, and finished a bowl of rice with the dishes that Xuanyuanchen picked up for her, which were fragrant and sweet.

A certain king's eyes just swept into the soup bowl, and Mo Xiaowan obediently scooped up a bowl of soup for himself.

"I'll drink a bowl of chicken soup."

Seeing the velvet flakes floating in the chicken soup, she smiled mischievously, and snatched a certain king's bowl: "My lord also has a bowl, to nourish your body."

Xuanyuanchen watched her intentionally scoop the medicinal ingredients from the soup into his bowl, at first he couldn't laugh or cry, when she put the soup bowl in front of him, he smiled playfully with his lips curled up, his voice soft and mellow.

"Girl, I don't need love, I'm very powerful..."

Mo Xiaowan was dumbfounded for a moment, and the smile on his lips deepened. He took a spoonful of soup to his mouth, and added slowly.

"It's made up, it's even better!"

cough!
sharp?

Who is afraid of who?

In order to go to Ouyang country, in order to entangle her uncle, she, Mo Xiaowan, did everything she could.

Don't worry about my cousin, who cares about idle flowers and weeds.

He doesn't provoke people, in a world full of beauties, it is inevitable not to be provoked.

She is about to watch her people closely.

Although she felt a little guilty, she had to hold on to her aura. Mo Xiaowan just put her hands on her hips and replied shamelessly.

"My little girl, tonight I want to know how good my husband is."

Cough, cough!
Is the painting style wrong?
Xuanyuanchen thought she would be shy, but he didn't expect that with his hips on his hips, he looked deathly at home, which shocked him so badly that he choked the soup into his lungs and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaowan felt that he had the upper hand in this round.

Sure enough, women still need to be more aggressive.

This time, it was the turn of the fierce girl Mo Xiaowan to smirk jokingly: "My lord, drink slowly, make up more, no one will snatch it from you."

The atmosphere is so delicate, the four eyes met each other, a series of sparks sparked in the dining room, even Uncle Lu sent someone to clean up the dishes, and felt that the eyes of his prince and princess were as gluey as paint!
(End of this chapter)