Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 341
"Have you seen all this?" Feng Nuanyang touched his cheek, with a sly look in his eyes, and smiled softly, "Is it that obvious?"

Ming Qianjue kissed her little hand, reached out and flicked her forehead: "It's written all over your face, little villain!"

Feng Nuanyang stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on his chest, breathing lightly next to him: "I'm doing this all for you."

The voice was sweet and delicate, the brows and eyes were piercing, and the picturesque facial features became more and more vivid, making Ming Qianjue's heart soften into a puddle of water.

He smiled softly, his facial features softened, he passed his lips across her cheeks, and stopped at the base of her ears: "My dear, I love you so much."

Feng Nuanyang's face turned red suddenly, and her heart skipped two beats. She was still a little shy about being called a "heart".

"Then let me ask you, are you sincere in what you said just now?" Feng Nuanyang twitched a little, happy in his heart, and asked the question anyway, looking expectantly at the man in front of him.

"Which sentence?" Ming Qianjue was a little confused, with doubts in his eyes.

Feng Nuanyang puffed his face, squeezed his waist in dissatisfaction, and stared: "It really is a lie."

"I've said so many things, and you suddenly asked those words, how would I know what those words were?" Ming Qianjue looked at Feng Nuanyang innocently: "Remind me."

"If you say it, I will say one thing, if you don't say two, I will go east, you will not go west, I will eat meat, and you will not be a vegetarian. I am right. You will always listen to me alone!" Feng Nuanyang Said this sentence very clearly, and then stared at the man next to him with serious eyes: "But the truth?"

A smile flashed across Ming Qianjue's eyes: "You girl has a pretty good memory."

"That's right, this girl likes to listen to nice, touching love words, how could I forget?" Feng Nuanyang snorted softly, and asked forcefully, "Quickly, are you telling the truth?"

"What do you think?" Ming Qianjue touched her cheek and asked her back.

"I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, how do you know?" Feng Nuanyang puffed up his face in dissatisfaction, met his dark eyes, and dodged a little.

"You must know." Ming Qianjue stopped very still, holding her hand, not letting her escape in the slightest.

"I don't know, I don't know, I just don't know, I want you to say it yourself, is it true?" Feng Nuanyang shook his head, hooked his neck, and stared at him: "Tell me quickly."

"That's the first time I've said that," Ming Qianjue sighed softly, thinking not to say it, this girl is not sure how to torment him, let's satisfy her vanity: "Do what you say."

A few simple words made Feng Nuanyang's hanging heart settle down, and her eyes burst into joy. Although she knew the answer a long time ago, she really heard it in her ears, so comfortable and happy.

She kissed him directly on the lips, so suddenly, so soft, so sweet...

Ming Qianjue stared blankly at the triumphant little eyes, moved in his heart, put his arms around her waist, faced her face to face, just looked at her quietly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up, showing that He is in a good mood.

"This is a reward for you. In the future, you must be honest and say what you think in your heart. Don't be shy." Feng Nuanyang smiled complacently, resting his head in his arms, smiling like a It was a little fox who had succeeded and ate honey, and finally raised his head and promised: "I will not laugh at you."

(End of this chapter)