The concubine is always naughty: the little wife is cute

Chapter 102 Tsundere Little Thing!

"Yes, yes, this old slave is going now." Although Feng Chenxi didn't speak, Hu could still tell,

After all, the little princess was white and tender, but a few drops of blood dripped from her arm, flowing down the cuff. It looked like she had just been injured.

Hu Momo has been in the Prince's Mansion these years, and has not learned other skills, but her eyesight is still full.Immediately understood and prepared.

Feng Chenxi still blamed herself a little, so she asked.

"Azi..."

Meng Azi's face turned cold with discomfort, and she didn't want to talk to him at all!

snort!
Don't you like to pretend to be cold!
I don't care about you!

Play by yourself!
Feng Chenxi felt the little man's ignorance, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Is this to lose your temper with yourself?
little guy...

I called her myself, but I didn't call her back... Sigh...

"Azi... don't move around."

Feng Chenxi gently let down a certain chick who was carried all the way like a sack, but Meng Azi felt that she was about to fall, and was afraid of falling.

He kicked hard with his calf, and he didn't know if he was really scared or kicked on purpose, and he kicked Feng Chenxi's hair steadily.

Meng Azi stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Hmph, you can't blatantly oppose me, I'll secretly punish you!Stinky evildoer!
Feng Chenxi always felt that she had already rehearsed the role of a father in advance, this girl... was very naughty, she was still in pain just now, now she smiled, it seemed that nothing hurt anymore, and she still had the time to tease herself.

"Good, lie down."

With such a noble status as Feng Chenxi, when did she act like a eunuch, busy serving others?
It was her, the demon who convinced him...

"Your Highness, this is..." Hu Momo had just brought in the ointment and tools for treating the wound when Feng Chenxi waved her hand and drove her out.

"Yes."

Hu Momo can understand even if she doesn't use her head to think about the problem... This little Highness wants to give medicine to the little Princess herself...

Too many people... so sorry...

Feng Chenxi is worthy of being the male model in his heart.Whatever you do, do it with elegance.

Although the pale long fingers are not as slender as that of an adult man, they are well-defined from the root to the root, without a bit of haggardness and polished by the years, they look extraordinarily smooth and comfortable.

He picked up a small bottle containing a liquid that looked like medicinal wine, wiped it lightly with a white cloth, dipped it a little, and stretched it out.

Meng Azi looked at it carefully, and was taken aback for a while, wondering if he should stretch out his arm or not.

Great evildoer, you need to drug yourself!

Wow, a certain girl couldn't help but flirt with lust...

Wait, but logically...

Shouldn't you ignore others when you are angry?

Why do you still stretch out your arms so cooperatively...

right!ignore him!
Meng Azi tried her best to look away and turned her head to the other side.

Feng Chenxi just admires this little thing, the spirit of 300 taels of silver here... Well, just now, she was staring at her hand without taking her eyes off... So quickly, it's as if she didn't see it?
Little thing, you are relying on you to be injured now...

And I was hurt...

Otherwise... hum!
Grandpa is not so easy to fool.

But I really can't blame you for this matter. I have already confessed it, and everyone in the Prince's Mansion should know about it. It's just that most people haven't woken up so early, so no one will tell you that Madam Hu must be I was negligent, so I didn't say it.

Well, whatever.

Feng Chenxi gently reached out and touched her little face.The puffy bun's face looks very much like a little bun's.

"Azi, it's my fault, did you put the medicine on first?"

"No, I don't want to apply medicine. I want to wait for the wound to rot and leave a scar. Remember you well, hum!"

Meng Azi couldn't hide her pissed-off little eyes at all.

Finally caught a chance to anger him.

How can this be let go?
And... isn't it time for him to have nothing to do with himself?

(End of this chapter)