Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 191

"So you're still a little girl?" Ming Qianjue looked at her well-developed body, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "This woman of Feng Yuan Seventeen has children, so you should be considered an old girl."

Feng Nuanyang's face froze, and she stretched out her hand to touch her tender cheeks. She is just at the age of a flower, why is she an old girl?

"However, an old man and an old girl are a perfect match!" Ming Qianjue narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled softly, and his deep voice was like gurgling water, lazy and sweet.

"Bah! Who is the perfect match for you?" Feng Nuanyang was dissatisfied with his proud face, she was only seventeen, he was already 29, and the distance between the two was twelve, how could it be called a perfect match?

"Fengyuan's 80-year-old man, as long as he has the ability, he can marry a 15-year-old girl." Ming Qianjue hooked the corners of his mouth, rubbed his chin, and his eyes were shining brightly: "As for me, I am 29 years old and have a strong body." , the money is rich, the status can be taken out, and the looks are not bad. If a person like me stands out, a lot of 15-year-old girls will line up to marry me."

This man has a poisonous mouth, but he told the truth. This kind of thing is common in the world where men are respected, and isn't it very common for rich businessmen to marry young models in modern times?

However, she is Feng Nuanyang, she is not the kind of woman who depends on a man to survive, she can choose her own life and her own man.

She hooked the corners of her mouth, and her smile was particularly charming, showing her white teeth: "Since uncle is loved by so many people, and I don't need an old girl, then just pretend I didn't say what I said just now, and let's forget it."

She crawled towards the gap, wanting to leave this miserable room, but was blocked by Ming Qianjue, who lifted her into her arms: "You think beautifully, the words you say are just the water you poured out, and you want to take it back. no way!"

He hugged her tightly in his arms, rolled her onto the bed, Feng Nuanyang was dissatisfied, the fear just now disappeared in the quarrel with him, now she is full of unhappiness, she must suppress this old man Man, otherwise this guy's tail will stick to the sky in the future.

"Let go of me, you go and hug your 15-year-old girl, I won't play with you anymore!" Feng Nuanyang didn't agree, he arched his body back and forth, just not letting him hug him satisfactorily.

Ming Qianjue knew this girl's temper a long time ago, and at that time he just wanted to anger her and make her feel sorry for himself, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating. He sighed, stretched out his legs to clamp her messy legs, and then wrapped his hands around hers. body, hugged her from behind, her hands were held tightly by him, he put his head on her shoulders, and said softly: "Don't play your temper, even if they are nice, I don't like them, I I just miss you, an old girl."

"You're old!" Feng Nuanyang felt a little sweet in her heart when she heard his helpless exclamation, but she never admitted that she was old, and the age of cardamom years is also a flower, a delicate flower just in bud. flower.

"Okay, I'm old, you're not old, I miss you, little girl," Ming Qianjue sniffed the fragrance in her hair, her gloomy mood these days finally cleared up, her whole person softened, and when she was in a good mood, she was very talkative .

The two finally got along, one would make trouble if he was in a bad mood and dissatisfied, but the other was willing to pamper and accept, the two were quiet, and the initial rejection disappeared.

"Are you good at medicine?" Feng Nuanyang was very curious. After all, Yao Jinling's brief loss of voice was true, and it was true that he would be cured once he drank the medicine. Maybe he really has some skills, so it would be good to let him see his waist , everyone is happy if you see it well, if you don't see him well, let's suffer.

(End of this chapter)