Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 1040 How Can You Compare With Her?

Afterwards, seeing Wen Yanya's eyes became even colder, the dancer became even more emotional.

"Could it be that I can't?"

But then, Wu Ji didn't know that Wen Yanya sneered coldly, and the words spoken in Wen Liang's pleasant voice made Wu Ji unconsciously feel a chill in her heart.

"What are you, how can you compare with her?"

Wen Yanya's sarcasm completely overwhelmed the dancer, and she wanted to dig a hole to get in, completely unaware that Wen Yanya would be so shameless.

Hearing Wen Yanya's answer from the side, Fu Zhaoge was naturally quite satisfied, and then walked forward unhurriedly, pursed his lips and said, "Why do you think you can?"

This sentence immediately caused the woman to subconsciously turn her face away, but she saw the alluring woman in dark red clothes, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and picturesque, and her phoenix eyes were full of dan yingxia, which was even more enchanting, adding evil charm and making people feel dazed its god.

After the dancer girl came back to her senses, she was even more frightened by Fu Zhaoge's aura, and the deterrence was even more extravagant.

Right now, the dancer felt this breath, and already knew who the woman in front of her would be.

In the southern country, there is only one person who is dressed in red, and he is famous for this.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Then, the dancer trembled, and immediately knelt down, completely unaware that she was just poaching a corner, and was also caught.

What's more, he just suffered aggrieved by Wen Yanya, and now he still has to worry about going to Fu Zhaoge's place.

"Master Xiang is as handsome as before."

Fu Zhaoge bent his lips, then looked at Wen Yanya with a half-smile, and just put his arms around Wen Yanya's strong waist.

But now, Su Ye is also used to it, and immediately turned his eyes away.

"Didn't I tell you to wait in the palace?"

Although Wen Yanya asked in this way, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be stopped, his brows and eyes were warm and smiling, with that trance-like pampering.

"Master Xiang hasn't come for so long, so I'm naturally worried. Today, I'm right to be worried."

Fu Zhaoge's words caused Wen Yanya to chuckle involuntarily, and then said with a helpless voice, "Nonsense."

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't say any sweet words, but his intimacy, coupled with Wen Yanya's doting gaze, completely explained everything.

When Fu Zhaoge heard it, he chuckled twice.

At this time, the dancer couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly, the long nails of both hands pierced into the flesh and blood, and she bit her lip tightly.

"By the way, I forgot that there is still someone here."

After a long time, Fu Zhaoge spoke slowly, with a lazy tone and a faint smile, but slightly cold.

But after hearing Fu Zhaoge's voice, the dancer shivered.

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Presumptuous, who allowed you to call yourself 'I'."

Xiao Yan on the side continued to speak in a neutral manner, but the deterrence in his eyes was not small.

When the dancer heard the words, she also blushed a little, but then her eyes turned red, and she looked at Wen Yanya pitifully, hoping that Wen Yanya could say a few words for herself.

But unexpectedly, Wen Yanya didn't look at him, and Fu Zhaoge saw the dancer's eyes, so he naturally knew what the dancer was asking for.

"Master, I'm a little tired."

Fu Zhaoge then lightly hooked the corners of his lips, moved close to Wen Yanya's ear, sprayed hot air, and said even more ambiguously.

(End of this chapter)