The prosperous age of the concubine

Chapter 55

The fox could not wait for it to disappear without a trace in less than half a second; Li Qingmo was so angry that his hands shook, and the teacup he was holding fell from the guardrail of the private room with a "swoosh".

"what!"

Li Qingmo only had time to let out an exclamation, stretched out his hand, and the cup was already smashed down towards the swarming crowd of heads in seconds.

"Grass mud horse, this is a big game." He covered his eyes wanting to cry without tears, and all that appeared in Li Qingmo's mind was Bai Chenyi's eyes that hated iron for not being able to make steel.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Momo, we haven't seen each other for a month, why do you think I'm thinking of this?"

At the very moment, the whining voice that seemed to be blown by the gentle breeze on the river already rang in his ears; Li Qingmo was taken aback for a moment, and then opened his hand reflexively;

Sure enough, that peerless handsome man who was lazily leaning against the chair while holding a thin white teacup, who else was that monster Feng Junlin?

"You... why are you here?" Li Qingmo looked at the evildoer in front of him in horror, and retreated a few steps reflexively.

When Feng Junlin saw it, a hurt expression flashed across her shining eyes, and then she was charming and posted towards Li Qingmo at the corner: "My friend, the space is gone!" It's January, don't you know that there is a day in this world where there is no word like three autumns?"

Words your sister!Li Qingmo wanted to swear, but just opened his mouth, the man's warm breath was already close to his cheek with the faint cold plum fragrance: "Come on, girl, let me give you a kiss, I can't wait gone."

At the end of Li Qing: "..."

Just at this moment, a burst of thunderous applause broke out in the hall below. Li Qingmo turned his head and saw that the dancing girl on the stage had already stepped off the stage, and Mengdie was also standing there holding a zither in her arms.

"Feng Junlin, do you know the rhythm?"

Feng Junlin glanced at her indifferently, and returned to the table bored in every possible way: "It's okay, if Xiao Momo wants me to have a good kiss, I'll teach you."

Li Qingmo was furious and kicked over: "Bastard, I'm telling you something serious."

"I'm very serious." Feng Junlin blinked those sparkling and charming peach blossom eyes, and that harmless expression looked as innocent as possible.

All right!This is her retribution at the end of the Qing Dynasty!

Li Qingmo stroked the sore forehead, pointed to the woman on the stage who had already pulled the strings, turned her head and approached the evildoer and said, "Listen to what she plays later, and then tell me."

"Feng Qiuhuang." Feng Junlin didn't even blink his eyes, and said these words calmly.

Li Qingmo was stunned, then stared at the man in front of him who was smiling like a fox with wide eyes: "How do you know it's Feng Qiuhuang?"

Who knew that as soon as these words were said, he was met with infinite contempt by the man opposite, who brought disaster to the country and the people: "The note she just plucked was the sound made when the cup fell on the strings when I was drunk that day."

After finishing speaking, a trace of resentment flashed across the magnificent water eyes: "They are all vulgar people, and the Japanese sons simply smashed the strings. Let's see who they learn from?"

Speaking of this, even if Li Qingmo doesn't understand, she is really a pig!

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Li Qingmo's face was filled with flattering smiles: "Young Master Feng, Your Highness the Third Prince, Mr. Yuyinzi, come on, please be respected by the little girl."

(End of this chapter)