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

Chapter 78
He took advantage of his body to squeeze the petite her against the wall surrounded by silk, and the breath of his super male hormones lingered in Feng Qianya's nose.

He lowered his head, and in his purple-stained eyes, anger and bathing fire blended together, making his eyes extremely hot.

He leaned close to her ear with a low voice and a domineering tone in his tone, "Remember, you can only be mine, if I find out that you have any contact with other men again, I will never forgive you lightly you."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's smile bloomed alluringly, and she raised her eyebrows to look at him, "Don't you know that I'm married? If you don't contact other men, then I will be happy with my husband-in-law every night, don't you?" Aren't you going to swallow me alive?"

Hearing Feng Qianya's words, the silver-masked man was startled slightly, his purple-smudged eyes flashed strangely, and he narrowed his eyes sharply, "Except for him, you are not allowed to contact other men, let alone other men touch you. "

"Oh?" Feng Qianya raised her brows lightly like a painting, she squinted her almond eyes slightly, her sharp eyes fell on the face of the man in the silver mask, as if she wanted to see through him, she stared at him tightly, without blinking .

"Why is my husband-in-law okay? Other men can't? Are you familiar with my husband-in-law? Or...you..."

Before Feng Qianya could finish speaking, the silver masked man's gaze froze, his white hands strangled her jade neck, and his tone was extremely cold, "You'd better not guess wildly, otherwise, I will let you... give birth~ no ~like~death."

When he said the words "life is better than death", a cruel look flashed across his eyes, and his eyes were extremely cold and cold.

After the words fell, he gave a big hand and let go of Feng Qianya.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Feng Qianya kicked him in the lower abdomen.

His painful handsome eyebrows were deeply frowned, and intense anger surged in his purple smudged eyes, "Do you dare to do anything to me?"

Feng Qianya's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes fell on Yu Xiaohan who was already dressed and sitting on the side, sipping tea and watching a play leisurely.

Excitedly, she jumped in front of him, stretched out her jade hand, snatched the white jade teacup in his hand and smashed it into pieces, knelt down, picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and raised her eyebrows at the man in the silver mask. Smiles rippled like blue waves.

Seeing this, the man in the silver mask had a strange look in his eyes, and narrowed his eyes sharply, "Can you hurt me alone?"

"Try it."

After saying that, Feng Qianya straightened up, leaped up suddenly, made a volley, and with a twist of her wrist, the broken porcelain pieces in Yu's hand flew out.

However, the broken pieces of porcelain flew out not from the man in the silver mask, but from Yu Xiaohan, and flew towards his lower abdomen.

Yu Xiaohan didn't expect that she would attack him suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed across his dark eyes, and he immediately jumped up from the rosewood chair with the backrest, the broken porcelain passed through his crotch, unfortunately, he and Xuanyuan Yihong was the same as Feng Ying, his crotch was scratched by the broken porcelain, and the broken porcelain was completely sunk into the back of the chair.

Seeing that Feng Qianya was dealing with Yu Xiaohan, the man in the silver mask was surprised to see his eyes smeared with purple air.

Just when he was distracted, Feng Qianya turned around suddenly, twisted her slender wrist, and the broken porcelain in her hand shot out, and within a second, it flew to his neck like a dart.

Seeing this, the eyes of the man in the silver mask surged with fury, and with a wave of his sleeve, the broken porcelain was immediately turned into ashes.

(End of this chapter)