The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 144 Hard work is not enough, soft work
"That depends on whether you have this opportunity?" Feng Qianya squinted her almond eyes, raised her eyebrows and stared at Xuanyuan Mochen after finishing speaking, with a gorgeous smile on her lips, she stood up and walked towards the bed.

She covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, looked sleepily at the angry Xuanyuan Mochen and said, "I'm sleepy, I'll sleep."

After saying that, she directly ignored Xuanyuan Mochen's existence, took off her outer robe, let go of her blue hair, and rolled onto the bed wearing only close-fitting clothes.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen had no choice but to suppress his anger in his heart, turned the wheelchair forward, flipped onto the bed briskly, stretched out his long arms, pulled Feng Qianya into his arms and fixed him tightly.

Feng Qianya twisted her body twice in his arms, and his arm was like an iron arm, she couldn't break free at all.

Seeing her wanting to break free, the suppressed anger in Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes surged again, he tightened his arms, looked down at Feng Qianya, and said in a resolute and domineering tone, "Feng Qianya, don't move around, you will The king was so angry that he almost vomited blood, shouldn't he make up for this king?"

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Mochen's voice softened a bit, "This king just wants to hug you like this, and won't do other things, can't you satisfy me?"

Feng Qianya's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, did Xuanyuan Mochen practice soft skills because he saw that hard skills were not enough?

She didn't want to push him away anymore, but she didn't promise him verbally either, she just gradually closed her eyes and asked in a low voice: "How did you know that I'm going back home?"

Hearing this, a strange color flashed across Xuanyuan Mochen's bewitching phoenix eyes, and then he raised the corners of his lips viciously, and his voice lost the anger and coldness just now, with a hint of hoarse, deep and pleasant, "As long as you agree Consummate the room with this king, and this king will tell you."

After Xuanyuan Mochen finished speaking, he didn't hear Feng Qianya's reply, only heard her breathing evenly, as if she was falling asleep.

Tightening his slender arms, Xuanyuan Mochen looked down at her, his light brown pupils gathered a trace of heat, he lowered his head, and planted a kiss on her pink lips, his sharp jaw was as firm as a knife. He pressed against her forehead, closed his phoenix eyes, hugged her and fell asleep.

next day
When Feng Qianya woke up, Xuanyuan Mochen had already left.

She covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, stretched, and then called Tong'er in.

"Miss, it will be the emperor's birthday in a few days, do you want to make some clothes?" Tong'er, who was combing Feng Qianya's hair, asked.

"Birthday?" Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes, and was about to speak out, but Tong'er, who was combing her hair, suddenly fell to the ground.

"Tong'er..." She was about to squat down, her waist tightened, and a long arm wrapped her around her.

"Ya'er, miss me?"

A deliberately lowered hoarse voice sounded in her ears, Feng Qianya raised her eyes to the person who was hugging her, with a slight smile on her lips, she pushed him away leisurely, and sat down with graceful steps. Sitting on the bed, crossed Erlang's legs, took off the hairpin on his head and played with it in his hands, and glanced at the person in front of him at a 45-degree angle, "Yu Xiaohan, I'll count to three, let Tong'er wake up immediately, otherwise... ..."

The person who came was Yu Xiaohan who called the senior brother of the man with silver mask. His charming black eyes stared at the hairpin in Feng Qianya's hand, and his handsome face blushed a little when he thought of what she caused him to tear his pants last time.

"Ya'er, you're really bad!" As if on purpose, Yu Xiaohan's voice was a little hoarse than before, her charming eyes stared at her deeply, and her thin red lips made a playful arc.

(End of this chapter)