Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 57 I won't touch any woman except you!

"I thought you took my clothes to make one for me with your own hands," Ming Qianjue sighed, looking helplessly at her sudden anger, "Forget it, you can cut it if you want."

He turned and walked towards the door, but heard: "Stop, come back!"

Ming Qianjue paused, turned around and looked indifferent: "Is there anything else?"

Feng Nuanyang strode over, clamped his shoulders with both hands, bent down, put his nose against his person, and sniffed carefully from top to bottom.

Ming Qianjue felt a little unnatural, and turned his eyes away with embarrassment on his face: "What are you doing? I haven't taken a shower yet."

"Don't move!" Feng Nuanyang yelled, "Turn around!"

The corners of Ming Qianjue's mouth twitched, and finally he did as she said, but she had already pressed her entire face against him, rubbing gently.

He suddenly felt a burning on his face, and a sense of beauty in his heart. Her breath surrounded him, which made him very stable. Even if she lost her temper, he felt that he could bear it.

"Didn't you go to the brothel today?" Feng Nuanyang didn't smell the rosemary, he relaxed and asked angrily.

Ming Qianjue turned his back to her, hearing the sound of brothel, all the good things disappeared immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched, "What am I going to do in that place?"

He turned around and looked at the woman who was staring at him speechlessly, reached out and touched her forehead, and said with concern: "You don't have a fever, just talk nonsense!"

Feng Nuanyang patted his hand directly, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Veins popped up on Ming Qianjue's forehead. Seeing the real disgust and disgust in her eyes, he gritted his teeth: "Feng Nuanyang, say it again!" Other women want to care about me, but they can't get it. Dislike, is it because I have spoiled her too much during this time?
"I said, don't touch me with your dirty hands after visiting a brothel!" Feng Nuanyang said every word, with flames burning in his eyes, extremely angry.

Ming Qianjue was in a fit of anger, but hearing her mention the brothel twice, he didn't find it strange that he had never been to such a dirty place, "Are you sure you are sober?"

"You're not awake!" Feng Nuanyang gave him a fierce look, turned around and walked to the table, picked up a cloth strip, and handed it over: "This is evidence, don't try to deny it."

Ming Qianjue carefully pressed his face to it, sniffed it carefully, and sure enough, he smelled a strange smell. Thinking of the scene that day, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and scolded Feng Yuanche thousands of times in his heart.

"Smell it, this is a special incense for brothels. You have so much on your clothes, how dare you say you didn't go there?" Feng Nuanyang's eyes were fierce, and he was full of accusations and anger.

Ming Qianjue was very helpless in his heart, he was purely spoofed by that kid Feng Yuanche, but seeing the burning anger in her eyes, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, this was the first time he looked at her Being so angry with yourself, if you don't care about yourself, how could you be so angry?

Thinking of this, he felt better, and even his calm face softened, "Nuanyang, do you care about me?"

Feng Nuanyang was suffocating for breath, seeing him curling the corners of his mouth proudly, she felt a little unnatural, "Call me sister..."

Ming Qianjue smiled softly, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and interlocked her five fingers, but his voice was undeniably persistent: "I will not touch any woman except you!"

(End of this chapter)